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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Mar 20, 2018 18:51:21 GMT
In her arms, the small sparkling began moving, having rested for multiple hours now. He yawned and mumbled inaudibly as he started to wake up. Aquahaze groaned once more before his optics flickered back online and he could see again. He yawned again and nudged Diamond to notify her that he was awake again, in case she hadn't noticed.
Hi mommy....
The young mech said sleepily, rubbing his optics with a tiny little servo as more and more systems came online again. It would take a short while until he was fully functional again.
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Post by Chief Strange on Mar 23, 2018 14:58:54 GMT
Comeing in through the door was the sound of another approaching. The clanking of his foot steps echoed closer and closer and slight grumbleing could be heard as he got closer. Soon the doors opened and in came a red and white mech, bearing the autobot symbol on both of his shoulders. In his hands a data pad he was currently paying attention to as he came into the room, however apon hearing others he looked up, and for anyone who had known those colours and grumbling, they would instantly knownit is ratchet. He isn't very hard to miss, yes he has been away for a bit but surely no one should have forgotten about him.
He looked around the room to see everyone there and he raised an optic. "Primus, is there a party going on in the end bay? Or a mass casualty incident? he said slightly shocked that this many bots were in the med Bay.
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Post by WheelSpin on Mar 25, 2018 13:12:52 GMT
"Fuel and energon? You mean, one and the same?" He asked glancing towards Stellene. "Since that's what we just brought here you will need to negotiate that with her...Ammo, there's an armoury here at the base, you can get that depending on what type of weapons you wish to charge. The Stealth tech, I'd require you to be a little more specific, because there's a good few varieties and some are more easily gotten and made, and some would take more time. Grappling gun you can get. The silencers I can make now." He tilted his helm "However I doubt you will be able to get far into Decepticon territory on that alone. The border is heavily guarded."
He was not going to argue about whether Thunder should go there or not. That was up to him. He lifted his gaze to see another medic enter the room. "...Well, sure is getting crowded now." He moved towards the work station.
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Post by Thunder on Mar 25, 2018 17:57:56 GMT
Thunder would follow, and as such would clarify his needs. "Fuel for my maneuver thrusters. They help me in combat and getting around. I got one in my back, two in my calves, two hip-skirt boosters, and the boosters in my feet." He explained, "As for stealth tech, I need something along the lines of radar cloaking and invisibility or active camouflage. Something to help me get past Vehicons and the normal scanners. Though the grapple gun and silencers I'll happily take."He pointed to his underarm-mounted forearm autocannons. "Silencers work for these? I'm not the best aim, so I just use these at close distance. Oh yeah! And if you've got a few pocket-sized smoke bombs, that'd be awesome."WheelSpin
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Post by Stellene-StellarStart on Mar 26, 2018 7:13:21 GMT
"Hmm. Interesting. Maybe I just discovered a new test subject."
Her steel-blue optics fixated upon the mech- the mental display in her helm had him in pieces upon multiple screens to gather the more basic layout. With a grumble the older femme stood back up as another more familiar mech also appeared out of nowhere. She heard herself being mentioned about the request needed for this and that- to which she prompy ignored and avoided any exchange of words with as the mech and WheelSpin flew into a conversation like seekers.
The lighter-placed peddes this time turned elsewhere and brought ger to a datapad she had rested upon a berth not too long ago. She lifted the thinner slab of information to view and began to scroll through the tabs. It was bringing back to her the joyous memories she had of the brutal schooling she had pounded firmly into the first third of her lifetimd. Some of the information would fade now and then from her age- only the datapads refreshed the pieces her powerful mind needed to fill in the blanks.
The main tab she scrolled through had to do with the central processing unit- oh how magnificent the brain was. This was something perhaps a mnemosurgeon should be reading- perhaps not. Of course the basics of memory alteration was something she aquired stationed- locked- up in an outpost-- She drank in the information eagerly until she remembered what her last experiment had been on. Unfortunately there weren't any bodies laying around to freely practice on. Her helm lifted to the conversation between the two mechs- with ligjt amusement on her faceplate.
Not yet anyways... won't be long at this rate.
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Post by RedOptics on Mar 28, 2018 22:31:41 GMT
Diamond let off a happy but preformed gasp for her sparkling, holding him up a little before sitting him on her leg, Hello my favorite little mech." She purred, kissing the top of his helm, "You had a nice long nap I assume? I guess playing that whole time really tuckered you out huh?" She cooed, hugging him close. The femme only ever seemed happy towards her sparkling, never really to anyone else minus the exceptions. The femme once again became lost in thought as she held the young mech close, her face saying how obvious it was that she was thinking about all that had happened. Luckily the arrival of others snapped her out of it, and she stopped squeezing the life out of Aquahaze.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Mar 29, 2018 15:40:44 GMT
The young mech giggled as his mother brought him up, still being a bit sleepy. He wasn't all back to normal yet, but he was getting there. His yellow optics brightly shone up at her and he smiled as he was being hugged.
Yeah... But I'm awake now. I'm hungryyy!
Aqua said as he was being squeezed by Diamond, actually wishing she'd let go for a bit. Sure, he liked hugs, but he liked to be able to move too. He groaned silently, and letting out a vent of relief as she let go, letting him move again. He began looking around, to see if there was anyone else around that he knew, and he could see his grandmother standing near, and he waved at her shyly, as he also could see others in the room, other bots that he didn't know. He wasn't really comfortable with them, so he positioned himself in such a way that he felt safe from their gazes.
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Post by Chief Strange on Mar 31, 2018 16:11:09 GMT
Ratchet just kinda rolled his optics then looked at the little mech.
"newest addition I see? his gaze lifted from the sparkling to the femme holding him. "and who are the lucky parents? Has the sparkling had a check up yet?" he asked the femme standing tall but carefully as to not startle the sparkling.
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Post by WheelSpin on Apr 2, 2018 20:27:42 GMT
Entering the storage room, WheelSpin walked past the section where the last of the energon was, indicating Thunder to take that, as he and Stellene had brought more of it earlier, then handed him a few cans of fuel for his thrusters. "Not sure how much you need , but if you need more, just take them from that shelf over there."
He walked past a few more lockers, shut and locked, containing various medical equipment as well as some weapons and probably smaller knick knacks. He pulled out a rather large drawer, after typing the code in, and then held a selection of the smokebomps that he was asked for. Pocket sized, a few that would leave a rather thick, albeit white smoke, and a few that would be rather close to mimicking smoke that came from something that had caught on fire. There was one that he held out to Thunder, having worked on it previously. "This.... has smoke that is quite corrosive. I would be careful with it, and whatever you do, do not find yourself getting exposed to it for too long. It damages optic glass, given enough time, exposed cabling will begin to melt away and... " He shrugged. "Lets say it is pretty unpleasant all in all. I have not had time to make more, so handle this with care."
He glanced at the cannons that Thunder wished to silence. "Oh....No, those are for smaller calibres. Alright...I'll make you custom ones.." He added that to his list of things THunder needed finished. "I can diminish your radar signature with a new coat of paint, I've made. It won't fully protect you, but it's as good as." He tapped his chin plating. "For the rest... I'll need a bit of time to customize it to your frame and get it ready. if you get full visual invisibility, it won't help if they scan you for spark signature. But a combination of them, might be quite taxing on your energon consumption. We can find middle ground with the time we are given. What do you consider as more important to have?"
With the raw materials collected from the storage and what he could already give Thunder, given, he turned to return to the main medbay.
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Post by Thunder on Apr 2, 2018 21:38:38 GMT
"They'll only scan for spark signatures if they suspect I'm there." He said, loading the gas bombs carefully into a compartment in his thighs, "Invisibility and radar. Black armor and slim build, I'm used to stealth ops where I come from. Well...some stealth ops. Finish the silencers last, since hopefully I won't need them in the long run, but there's always a chance. As for getting past Decepticon borders and getting into their territory, leave that to me. I have a source or two."
Wheelspin probably thought he was talking about a mole...no he was talking about the ghost living in his head. However that sounded stupid so he would just stick with "source" for now.
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Post by Stellene-StellarStart on Apr 5, 2018 8:32:02 GMT
Stellene placed the datapad gently down and blinked her optical lenses together as her eyes caught sight of the youthful sparkling waving at her from across the medbay. Her servo lifted, and she waved in response to him with a lighter smile. Only for a brief moment however, for she made her way to the database system and booted up the computer system. A display screen charged to life and smacked right in front of her gaze with generic readings. She was beginning to crumble mentally. What was there to do? Besides final tidying up; nothing. For the first time in her cycle she was itching to get out of the confinement of the Bay and charge all out into the field. She had only gained a taste of this when she went to retrieve the energon. It barely wet her appetite. It was beginning to return.
The darkness seeping into her coordinated fingertips...
Yes, there it was. Her gentle facade was beginning to melt and whither like her soft youth. Something she'd have to fight to prevent any repetition from the past. Her steel-blue optics flickered to a familiar white and red old mech striding into the room and approaching the sparkling. At least she would be able to leave without needing to worry what in Primus was going to surprise them next in the medbay. If needed, of course. Though she was too much of a coward to ask for any assignments...
The femme found a seat and folded her arms across her chest as she silently glared and watched the pair of mechs, Wheelspin and Thunder as she's known- practically pluck an armory out of what they could scrounge out of the medbay. On any good day she'd at least talk them out of this. But she didn't. Not now. If she did, she'd yell- or worse. Explosions were never good.
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Post by Backbeat on Apr 6, 2018 1:13:13 GMT
Out of the wall the Phantom drifts, invisible to all save Thunder. Even still, it was a ghostly image at best, a formless shape that resembles a transformer in it's absence.
' Please... A mere source? '
He hovered above the ground before slowly drifting down so he could stand on the ground. It was unnecessary, taking most of his concentration to avoid sinking through the floor.
' Where I still living, I'd demand you give me full credit. I assume you still have the shard? '
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Post by RedOptics on Apr 6, 2018 3:55:13 GMT
”Don’t worry dear, I’ll give you some energon soon.” She purred, smiling down at her pride and joy, then looked at Ratchet, ”I’m his mother... Skyspray Prime well...” She didn’t want to say it, not again, besides, everyone knew of his passing, and no doubt did he. Her audio twitched, trying to pinpoint something she felt in the air. It was familiar, all too familiar in fact. The necklace... Her deceased sister... Only this time there was no transponder keeping it bound to this world. Shrugging it off, she passed it as another bot’s problem. She didn’t need another persona within her helm.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Apr 6, 2018 9:29:50 GMT
Mmmh.... I want it now..
The small sparkling said quietly, but he knew better than to question his mother. If she said later, then it was later. No point in arguing, she was the grown-up, she was in charge. Mommy was in charge of a lot of people, not only him, he had seen others listen when she told them something. Instead, he simply wriggled through her grasp, down on the floor before skipping over to where his grandmother was, trying to see what she was doing. Maybe she would give him energon if he asked nicely?
Hi grandma! I'm hungry.. Can I have some energon, pleeeeease?
Aquahaze asked the gray femme, climbing up on the seat next to her and looking as cute as he could. Well, as he was a sparkling it wasn't hard to look cute, but now he tried to look extra cute.
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Post by Thunder on Apr 6, 2018 15:22:03 GMT
Thunder would glance to that ghost only he could see before giving him a nod, subtlety tapping his left front bumper chest piece, as to say the shard was in there.
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Post by Backbeat on Apr 7, 2018 8:09:55 GMT
The Phantom would glance at Thunder's acknowledgement, then look around the room. Looking at the unknowing allies he now had to rely... It didn't fill him with much confidence.
' Good... We do not want to lose your chance against that hated foe of ours... But this current arrangement... It won't do. I need a real body... Or at the very least, something I can puppet. '
The Phantom hovers off the ground.
' One of the old sentry drones should do... Preferably one resembling a humanoid shape... Find me one of those, and we'll be in business. '
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Post by Thunder on Apr 7, 2018 18:05:56 GMT
"So you can betray me and take the shard?" He whispered to the phantom, "No thanks, I think a Sky-Spy will do. Believe it or not, I wasn't born yesterday, and it's not the first time I've been betrayed by someone scummy before."
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Post by Backbeat on Apr 8, 2018 5:46:31 GMT
' A Sky-Spy? Seriously... Those don't even have arms! '
The phantom throws his hands up in the air.
' Diagnostic drone... It's small and has arms... So doors will not be my weakness. '
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Post by Stellene-StellarStart on Apr 8, 2018 7:30:23 GMT
Stellene broke her suspicious watching of the single mech talking into his commlink in the center of the medibay when a frame was plopped besides her. The femme tilted her helm down and cast a shadowed smile to the sparkling. In response to his yap of hunger she gave the sparkling a lazy hug with her arm swung over him before yanking an item out of her subspace. A single energon serving via juicebox form. Bendy straw included. She handed it to the sparkling.
"Here you are-Aqua. I have more in my office."
The femme chirped before lifting her optics, simply irritated now, at Thunder. She muttered a few things to herself then decided to check on the news of ehat was going on outside the Bay. A lot, apparently... She noted this as she looked at the screen.
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Post by Thunder on Apr 8, 2018 17:58:54 GMT
"And weak enough I can keep you in check" He smirked, "What, think I would trust a Decepticon ghost telling me to gather an ancient and powerful shard that he lusts over? I wasn't born yesterday, spirit. So keep in mind if you betray me...you're not the first dark soul I've exercised using my swords." He warned the phantom.
"Yo, Wheel! I'm gonna also be carrying some guns with me, I'd like a drone to follow me. Nothing spiffy, something with arms and legs. A diagnostic drone should fit the bill."
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