Hexiden
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Post by Hexiden on May 24, 2015 19:13:57 GMT
Hexiden blinks at the con and shrugs, still keeping an optic on him. He looks back at his servos to see that his arms have fully regenerated. He gives his claws a few flexes to test them. He clicks to himself as he cuts the bandages off of his arms and kneels down to pick up his old ones that fell off.
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Post by Feenixfire Lockheart on May 24, 2015 19:19:44 GMT
:: I would use cold fusion rockets and stick them at the bottom and use it like a rudder. And that's fine for both. ::
*She continues as normal.*
"I am the Primal here Wind, tell me, how are you and your sparkmate settling in? And Wings corp. is a group I set up for the students to go on missions that aren't on simulated, aka, real battles."
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Post by Deleted on May 24, 2015 20:38:44 GMT
"Yeah, some one else already told me...Mistress I accept the invite to the Corp by the way would you like to explain when you last saw the Corp?"
Tire starts healing up quickly from the small wounds even with or without Medical help, Tire notices this and wasn't surprised because he came from a family of healers not Medics because the family were never occupated for anything related to Surgical or Recovery work then turns back to Feenixfire paying attention to her
" And,not that I want to reject this proposal but why do you want me to join them?"
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Post by Sparkflare on May 24, 2015 21:05:40 GMT
Bumblebee: :: Right, I'll make sure to remember that. Bumblebee out. ::
As soon as Bumblebee ended his commlink to Feenix. Another came in. This time it was from Sparkflare.
Sparkflare: :: Feenix, it's Sparkflare. I'm waiting here at the terminal just like you asked me at New York. It was on the topic of the supposed Cyber-Key. ::
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windchime
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Post by windchime on May 24, 2015 21:24:49 GMT
Wind starts tending to Tireburn's wounds they were nothing serious...as she worked she spoke to feenix"...oh...ah....fine that's....erm....I need to present something to you as....well.... I think the medical bay lacks safety if we were to be attacked here....I was hoping to ask you if we-hexiden,celestial, system and myself do a project of making some in built drones......for the medbay and other wards as well.....we could program them to defend and assist us.....in here you know?....I think it may be a good strategic move..." she says getting out a mini wielder.
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Sydrone
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Sky's little helper.
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Post by Sydrone on May 25, 2015 10:15:58 GMT
Sydrone relaxes, That's good. Prime, I have something... important to tell you. It's about my brother. I don't mean Blackjack. Permission to speak? Sydrone asks, the bot was obviously troubled. Troubled like he never had been before.
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Sideswipe
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Post by Sideswipe on May 25, 2015 17:24:40 GMT
Sideswipe came in, sitting down as he waited to be fixed. There were many wounds on him, few from actual Decepticons.
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Hexiden
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Post by Hexiden on May 25, 2015 17:32:03 GMT
Hexiden blinks at Windchime, wondering if she's talking about his old Guardian drone program. He lets her talk to the Primal about it. He takes a bite out of his old servos, shredding the bite into bits in his mandibles, his old energon leaking from the decapitated limb. He hears a new bot walk in and sees Sideswipe. He figures he might as well help since everyone else was busy. He walks over to Sideswipe. Any certain injuries you need treating, -ting, -ting?
He holds a dead servo in his intake as his actual servo shifts into a plasma welder.
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Post by Deleted on May 25, 2015 17:51:43 GMT
"Well now that I'm patched up lets say we get to the duty."
Tire gets up slowly
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Post by Feenixfire Lockheart on May 26, 2015 5:11:14 GMT
"We need a spy student to complete the merry band. And that sounds a really good idea Wind, if you and Systemcheck can get a prototype working then I'll give it a look over. And permission granted."
*She receives a comm from the Maximus and raises an optic ridge.*
"Ladies and gents, we have a problem in the Sahara desert, Maximus is in trouble, those that can go, can you please go and sort this out? And I know Spark, trying to sort everything out right now."
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Sydrone
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Post by Sydrone on May 26, 2015 7:50:31 GMT
Sydrone sighs If you've read my file, which I'm sure you have, you'll know that I have another brother, besides Blackjack, truth be told, I'm not even related to him, his name is Dynamite... and he's the first Decepticon in my family's house. Sydrone clenches his fist, he was obviously reliving painful memories He killed our father first, leader of the Assassins then, when my mother took over, she was slaughtered too. Then I took over. We went to an abandoned, but still active Nucleon Plant and Dynamite and myself fought. Quickshot, you've met him, managed to detonate the plant, I was out of the blast radius by Dynamite... anyway, no body was found, thought he had been blown into nothingness but two days ago, this was found Sydrone taps something on his Assassin Gauntlet and a holographic picture comes up, it was of an Assassin lying on the ground, spark exposed... and a Templar Cross carved into his very spark. This is how my parents were left. You'll notice the clean stab wound on his neck. Those come from hidden blades, like mine, I tell you this in case he tries to get me exiled by framing me for a kill with the hidden blade. Sydrone vents, this was hard for him You may remember the battle of San Francisco, you had an ice beam shot at you? One that was strong enough to snuff your fire beam? Only one Cryomancer is capable of that. Dynamite. So I had Blackjack pull up this picture the holo picture changes to a shape fighting Dashside Dynamite leads the Templar sub-faction, so he has the Templar Cross on his shoulder as I have my Assassin Insignia the image zooms in on the shoulder and a line is drawn around the cross on his shoulder and sword hilt. My point is, Dynamite's back. He going to try and kill me, and if I stop him... Then he's coming for you, Feenix. Sydrone says, gravely
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Post by Deleted on May 26, 2015 20:21:16 GMT
"Feenix, again if I can ask...Where were the Wing corp last time, they should've had any traces or clues some where incase they were kidnapped or worse tortured by those mangy Cons."
Tire would mention after upon hearing Sydrone's little chunk of life about Dynamite coming to decimate Feenixfire as well as killing her
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Sideswipe
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Post by Sideswipe on May 26, 2015 23:28:53 GMT
Huh? Oh yeah, go ahead. Cool. Are you an insecticon? Sideswipe held no negative emotions for Insecticons. They were Cybertronians, just from a bit of a bad background, and that was the minority. He respected that. If he went off judging everyone that was different, well, he'd be slap out of friends.
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Hexiden
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Post by Hexiden on May 26, 2015 23:43:16 GMT
Hexiden nods as he flips his visor down over his four optics and runs a physical scan on the mech. For the most part it seems to be simple shots and cuts and a few dents, which is good cause it's all the wounds he knows how to heal. He continues scanning his systems just to make sure there is nothing major.
He walks to Sideswipe's side and starts welding some of the larger cuts shut. His second arm splits into two and the second half of it grabs onto the arm in Hexiden's intake and pulls it out as he takes another bite from it. His shredding of the bite can be heard to those close by.
He can't help but find it fortunate that so far most of the bots here don't have any bad blood with his kind, with the exception of Seabell. Once he was done with the bite he glances at the young mech.
What's your name, name, name?
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Post by windchime on May 27, 2015 4:33:31 GMT
Wind nods and smiles "thank you and I sure will !" she bows at her and then turns her attention to hexiden's patient. "anything to help you my dear...?"
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Post by Feenixfire Lockheart on May 27, 2015 17:26:02 GMT
*Feenix listened as the antidote and the oil worked and her joints no longer hurt, she nodded her large bird head as he spoke. Taking in everything.*
"I see. I'll put out an alert and tell the bots not to take him as prisoner. And their in the Academy, grounded due to disobedience. Well... if my plan worked they should be crawling about."
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Post by Gearchange on May 27, 2015 19:08:48 GMT
I reckon Burnout's got it all figured out, that boy knows every crawl way in and out through The Arc like the back of his servo.
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2015 20:01:11 GMT
"Well I guess im off the Academy then.."
Tire gets up and walks slowly to the Groundbridge and sets old coordinates to the Academy from the GB library, after that it opens a vortex then Tire looks back giving a wave and leaving to the Academy
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Sydrone
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Post by Sydrone on May 28, 2015 17:52:00 GMT
Sydrone nods One more thing, Dynamite is probably the most powerful Cryomancer in Cybertronian history. He's pulled out sparks, frozen them into a spear, and stabbed bots in the head with them. He can make all sorts of weapons and shields, even armour. Tell the Autobots not to engage him unless necessary, or else we'll be picking up ice shards from a frozen battleground. The only bots who stand a chance would be a Pyromancer of your calibre, Feenix, or someone who knows him well, like me. Sydrone warns Dynamite is no average Decepticon or fighter Sydrone says and suddenly zones out, as if thinking something over ...Where do you need me? he asks, slipping out of his trance
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Post by Gearchange on May 29, 2015 10:00:58 GMT
Gearchange works on his data pad, a servo sometimes lowering down to pet Feenix on the beak, however his optics were mainly focused on the data pad, several bleeps sounded in succession as he worked his digits over the screen.
I would love to be back in the field right now, but I can't go unless you or a medical officer gives me clearance.
Even if I could, I would need a new set of armor... The City Commander suit's down for repairs, overhauling the body plate's composite armor, reducing the likelihood of me getting shot in the chest by a giant head laser cannon. Kinda hurts, especially when you have a bounty hunter take you in with another one squabbling over sharing my bounty. Then you see them a vorno-cycle's later and they're trying to make friends with you and relate to your mental state because someone jabbed a cable into the back of your head and made you into a killer...
Gearchange sets down the pad.
Does anyone actually care that Watchman's dead?
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