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Post by ShadowZone on Feb 15, 2018 7:36:22 GMT
ShadowZone transformed once the predacon dismounted but remained by her side. He looked around at the autodrones and all he said was to ask them to get Wheelspin to see the predacon as she needed help and repairs. Then he settled to sit beside the covering predacon, keeping enough distance to allow her to remain relatively at peace, but still close enough that others might not worry she would go and lash out at them.
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Post by WheelSpin on Feb 15, 2018 7:44:23 GMT
Wheelspin looked up, after having just finished with the last bit of work on Roulette. He stood. "I think it's ShadowZone that returned." He answered and as he was rather quickly informed, he had brought company. A predacon that, upon closer inspection of the data, was the one he had met and who he had fought a good while back. The same predacon that had been let go even in her half repaired state. He had argued against it then but at least he could accept that she had managed to survive. Whether she had thrived would be seen soon as he was called to come up top to see her.
"All I ask of you is to stay back, if you want to come along." He said glancing at her. "The pred may look harmless, but she is not and...I don't want a repeat of what happened last time." He smiled faintly at her. "And I did just fix and clean you up. Don't ruin the work." With that said he transformed and drove .. near raced up to where Empress was being held. He did transform before entering the main entrance room, and walked the last part towards them.
It was about then that he received a comm and he exvented. Him again. ::Did nobody teach you that when you want something, you might want to try being a little more polite? It might actually motivate the bot asking to think about helping you.:: He sent back directly to Thunder while switching comm to the autodrones manning the defences. ::Check where he is...allow him in, but watch him. :: He was not even going to ask about a magician, and what that was all about. It sounded outlandish enough.
He then turned towards what ShadowZone had brought in. The familiar form greeted him.
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Post by Chief Strange on Feb 15, 2018 16:47:39 GMT
She just kinda sat there for a moment after he said Predacon. She would absolutely stay back after hearing that, however she was so curious that there was no way that she would be staying down here while all the action was upstairs. "Wait? Prefacing? Why did he bring a oredacon into the base? And hahaha, ya I'll stay back. But I still gotta see this."
She hopped out of the chair and transformed, following him, then transformed back to robot mode when he did and slowly followed him into the room. Once she came around the corner, she was careful not to make sudden movements as to seeing the predacons state. She may have been a wild card but she ain't stupid.
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Post by Empress on Feb 15, 2018 22:30:47 GMT
Empress heard the approaching duo long before they came into view. At times she could even hear the small voice of another in WheelSpin's comms. Though it was the scent that came through the doors that indicated who the approaching pair was; someone familiar, someone a stranger.
By the time WheelSpin crossed the threshold into the room, Empress was slowly folding her wings. There she was, short two limbs, a horn, and rusted and scratched up. She stared up at him from her spot on the floor, her helm tilting to the side of the remaining horn. A strange expression fell upon her features.
Something quizzical to question why she was near him again?
Or smug because she was still online and more or less well kept?
The predacon knew better than to make any threatening advances or gestures at WheelSpin. After all he could either break her more or repair her. She was smart enough now to realize she needed the latter. With a slight twitch of one of her audios, Empress was now focusing on Roulette. There was another realization that if she looked weak to her that image would most likely never leave. Almost straining, the creature used her front limbs to pull herself into a semi-sitting position.
Empress bared her dentas at the femme and narrowed her white optics. Fortunately no other actions were directed at her.
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Post by WheelSpin on Feb 17, 2018 18:53:24 GMT
"...You again." Almost automatically his servo reached to the damaged part of his faceplate which he had not had the means to repair yet, at the memory of what this creature caused. He waited, observed and saw that she was less threatening towards him, although she still presented some attitude towards the femme.
"...She came willingly?" That was something of a surprise, but a nod from ShadowZone confirmed it. So, did she know that the other bot would bring her here or did she happen to hope that he would. His optics dropped down to her damaged frame. Rusty, legless in part, without a horn, but still functioning.
"..Well if you try and bite me this time, you are flying right out from where you came." He muttered before, slowly and cautiously beginning to approach her. He remembered what she'd tried to do before, but what would she do now? Was she tamer, or just as wild?
Another step closer was made, before he paused. "...Do you still not understand words?" He waited to see if she would recognise what he'd asked or remain hissing.
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Post by Chief Strange on Feb 18, 2018 5:20:21 GMT
Roulette locked optics with the predacon. She just kinda stood there, with a look and body language like she was sizeing up the oredacon. How would she attack if she did, how strong she thinks she would be. She was pretty banged up which gave roulette both a scare and delight. Delight in that the ores wasent at full strength in case she attacked. Scare as thought what did this to her. She then saw Wheelspin grab at his faceplate and. Egan to put two and two together. As soon got a few steps closer she decided to comment when he paused.
"Eh Spins? You know this Pred? Seems to me like she got jealous of a femme being close to ya!" she joked slightly but was legitimately asking if he knew her. She showed no signs of fear toward the president.
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Post by Empress on Feb 19, 2018 2:58:07 GMT
Empress remained with a locked gaze on Roulette for a few vents more before subtly setting her shoulders. With the backwards individual that she was, it could either be interpreted as approval or something lost to those with a more 'traditional' mind.
Now, with WheelSpin approaching, Empress focused her gaze on him. The creature was very much tempted to lash out at the mech. Her form twitched in a near lurching motion. This caused Empress to give her helm a firm shake and push herself back a step. She was trying something or at least trying to stop the something.
When there was a direct addressing made to her, the beast simply stared back blankly. A definite answer of 'no'.
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Post by WheelSpin on Feb 21, 2018 8:47:01 GMT
"She isn't jealous. She just doesn't know you while she might recognise me enough to remember..... We have a bit of history. Not entirely pleasant." What she did remember could be both good or bad. But even with the bad, was she realising that it would be in her interest to act better behaved towards him or was it just that he got her on a good day? WheelSpin stopped when he was closer to the predacon and just stayed there, waiting for her to adjust to his presence again. He did not want to spook her, and he did not wan her to lash out. "Roulette. I might need you to prep the station for her. I don't expect you to assist, unless you're willing, ...and I'll show everything you need to do, but I do need the table ready." He needed to clean this 'mutt' up before she was ready to be reinstated into the society from where she'd escaped into the wilderness. "....I'm not going to harm you." It wasn't the content of what he said that mattered, but the tone and sound of it, that Wheelspin wanted to relay to the predacon. The calming, harmless, warm and pleasant. He had felt hostility towards her for what she did to him, but less and less now, seeing as she was merely a mindless beast. He wondered ever since she fled last time, whether that was her gestalt and there was no help, or whether there had been something deeper, something more complex within her, that lead to this. What had the decepticons done, and had it been them or just whoever joined them with her. "We will have your legs back...but you have to not attack us, if we do.." He said softly and pointed at her front then where her back legs would be. He mimicked the same to point at his own arms and legs in turn. As if to say, from what she was now, they would go to what he had. Limbs, arms. All of them. He paused again to see if she would register at least that much. Empress
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Post by Chief Strange on Feb 22, 2018 16:20:51 GMT
Roulette listened to wheel spin as he spoke. Explaining she was not jealous but he did know the beat. Then he asked her for aid and smirked.
"no problemo Wheelspin! I got this! she winked and made an aokay sign with her hands. She walked off to the table he was referencing and cleaned it off for him. Makeing sure to carefully place things in a spot where they won't get knocked or broken. After a few moments she came back to wheel spin.
"anything else other than the table spins?" she inquired.
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Post by Empress on Feb 24, 2018 18:23:28 GMT
Empress had the misfortune of having a functioning memory now. And with that, some form of twisted consciousness. So while her slowly blooming 'human' mind knew that she needed aid, the prey part viewed WheelSpin as predator to flee for he was still a threat. The predator part of her registered him as a territorial threat.
She did indeed remember the fight. The falling. The flaying. She could even feel it again if she tried hard enough to recall. There was resentment there, a feeling which she could not yet understand.
Yet she was there. Willingly. WheelSpin had tried to help her after the initial harm. Logic told her she could still get help. She just had to remain docile; a feat that went against two thirds of her consciousness.
Empress had been keenly aware of the two Cybertronians' conversation as she took time to bring in her surroundings. The place was near ancient and smelled of that horrible energon that never agreed with her. WheelSpin was addressing her now, she realized. By now she had learned that when they directed their gibberish and optics at her, it meant that they were attempting interaction.
Truthfully she had no idea what was being said, but the tone relayed the message well enough. Her audios relaxed and laid back down on the floor, it was uncomfortable holding her form up. More sounds issued in the same tone, this time with gestures. It took her a moment to make the connection. The predacon's audios soon perked up, her form fighting not to follow the motion.
Admittedly it would be nice to run again. To be able to peruse another in blood pumping chase.
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Post by WheelSpin on Feb 24, 2018 22:36:33 GMT
"Not for now. Just follow me." WheelSpin answered, not removing his optics from Empress even for a moment. It looked like the message came through, to some extent. "Alright...." He considered what he could do for a moment before turning towards ShadowZone, who till now just simply stood there. "Since you brought her in.... you can carry her to the medbay. Carefully. I'll need to scan her there." He glanced at her he pointed to ShadowZone as if to say that she needed to focus on him now. He made a waving motion and then began to walk towards where the table would have been prepared for them. He did receive a message from Vating via the comm but he simply ignored it. Shutting the connection as soon as it was received. When he reached the area where he intended to work on the predacon he stopped again. He turned around to look whether ShadowZone had been successful in retrieving the pred and if the aforementioned chose to allow herself to be brought there. In the meanwhile he busied himself with getting a few more tools that he needed to operate with. Those trips back to Iacon had paid off. ShadowZone brought what he needed and his little workshop had grown into what he had now. It was nice, and it would do. The big screen of the machine had been there before, as part of the refinery, but it served more than one purpose. What could have been salvaged from the ship - such as the press - and similar, had been brought here as well. The materials, while very few, had been here normally to repair his troop but would do for the 'upgrade' the predacon needed. Empress
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Post by ShadowZone on Feb 24, 2018 22:47:12 GMT
ShadowZone nodded in answer to WheelSpin then turned to the now much more docile predacon. He took a step closer and then knelt down. His arms were opened towards her as if to say that he wished to lift her up. He waited, for her then to decide whether she would allow that or whether she would prefer to go herself.
As before he stayed pretty motionless until she would make her move, his gaze somewhere past her own optics, as if to try and not intimidate her by accident, but show that he also meant no harm.
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Post by Chief Strange on Feb 25, 2018 0:54:53 GMT
Roulette simply stood by, she watched as the two interacted with the pred, or attempted to anyways. She waited by the table with WheelSpin for further instructions. With a oredcon in this close of proximity and indoors, she did not wish to start a blood bath. Especially since Spins has intent of fixing her up like he did for her when she came in here.
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Post by Empress on Feb 27, 2018 23:51:10 GMT
It took a few moments for the pointing to register, but eventually the beast got it. She trailed her gaze over to the flier that had located her earlier. There was a brief pause and a raising of her audios as she stared at ShadowZone's outstretched arms. Flying around was one thing, while being carried was another. Empress dropped her gaze from the mech and brought it over to the table where she briefly stared at Roulette again.
Without making any vocal noises, the predacon simply skirted an arc around the flier and dragged herself up to the table. There was another pause as she analyzed the table, followed by a disgruntled huff. The platform was higher than what she was accustomed to. Empress glanced at Roulette once more and then at WheelSpin. A low whistle escaped her vocoder.
((For the repairs are doing them fully or temporary? If the latter she would have a reason to stay around.))
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Post by WheelSpin on Feb 28, 2018 12:46:33 GMT
WheelSpin glanced to see the predacon arrive not in the arms of the taller jet, but all on her own. He was surprised at first but then decided that if she had been able to survive on her own for so long, she really would not have needed to be carried all the way down, into the depths of the refinery. He had been more concerned that she would not have wanted to come in the first place. Again though he was positively proven wrong. He glanced at ShadowZone who had followed her and then back at Empress. "Alright. Lets see how cooperative you are willing to be." He began to lower the table as far as it could go, so that she might climb onto it herself. He patted the spot as if to indicate that she was expected to get on it too. While he did that he came around so that if Empress was to climb onto the table, he would be standing infront of her faceplates. One servo remained behind his back, while the other rested patiently on the table ready to start the mechanism up again to lift it to a comfortable height for himself. "Good pred." He spoke softly to her, encouraging her to be as good as she had been so far. "..Quite impressive." He murmured more to himself than her. "...This one.. she is not normall y without legs. She had left the base...a good few months ago, managed to get this far." He paused to ask ShadowZone where he found her and upon hearing it whistled quietly , sounding impressed. "That far? Well, she's a fighter for sure...Wanted to repair her fully. Get her on her feet and then 'train' her till she was more docile towards us. The others had a different idea. They allowed the pred in this state out into the wild. She hasn't got them to thank for her survival, that's for sure. Prime agreed with it too." He had disagreed with it then and that did not change. At least she had proven she was damn hardy. Chief Strange Empress
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Post by Chief Strange on Mar 1, 2018 21:37:34 GMT
Roulette just stayed back. He locked optics with the predacon once again. Why did she keep looking at her? Did she think she was unsafe? Gonna harm her? Whatever the case roulette made no sudden movements until told to by WheelSpin.
She watched the ores approached and she backed up a bit to give them space. She listened to Wheelspin As he made his comments. He was indeed correct from the sounds of things. This ores was freaking tough.
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Post by Empress on Mar 3, 2018 23:29:53 GMT
That brief moment of locking each other's gaze, issued a low snarl directed at the femme. There would have been more of a reaction had WheelSpin not praised her for behaving well. Focusing back on the table, Empress angled her hooked wings down to keep her posture up while she used her front limbs to start pulling her form up. With half her body now on the table, the creature brought her wings forwards to pull the rest of herself up.
There was a brief registering of WheelSpin's face plate before her gaze dropped to the hidden servo. Her audios flattened against her helm in distrust, not liking the fact that she could not see all of him.
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Post by Stellene-StellarStart on Mar 4, 2018 4:23:34 GMT
There was a sudden break in the commlink within WheelSpin's helm- a neutral sounded tone from one of the female medics shot through from the opposite end. One that had gone MIA for some time- possibly familiar. Possibly one who's name had been mentioned before. No one that really stood out of major importance- generally any mention of the 'bot was nothing more than referring her mouth to a deceased 'Con.
:: Stellene Stellar-Start reporting from the Metroplex Medical Bay---:: There was a slight pause- as if she really didn't enjoy introducing herself. :: The energon levels in the Bay are critically low, is there enough energon to spare, in order to fill the tanks in the Bay, in your location.::
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Post by WheelSpin on Mar 4, 2018 22:27:26 GMT
"Easy. It won't hurt a bit....I just need you to..."He paused. Part of him wanted to use the nullray right away, another wanted to show it to her first. See that she would understand it was meant to help her, not hurt her. Did she remember that the null ray immobilized her painlessly before? Would she allow it this time, only working on that memory alone. He exented and revealed the nullray very slowly, allowing Empress to see and study it, even sniff it, if she wanted to. "Makes pain go away. "He indicated her missing limbs. "But.. you need to recharge." Still aware she did not know what he was saying but trying to signal it with the way he changed expression and the like. :: WheelSpin present and...Well.. we have some energon.:: He said as he picked up a datapad. He was flicking through it, typing , then flicking again. :: Some we have recently processed if you'd like to come and fetch it? I'm warning you. The rust storm is pretty bad at the moment but should calm down in a few.::Stellene-StellarStart Empress Chief Strange
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Post by Stellene-StellarStart on Mar 4, 2018 23:22:39 GMT
:: That's fine- I'll be departing soon. Thank you. ::
The comm link ended.
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