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Post by Taggon on Jan 23, 2015 1:43:01 GMT
Chaff stroked his chin as he spectated Black sun pulling herself together. From what he saw, she didn't have a bad chassis design. now he wasn't the creepy type, but he saw very few errorsin her design. She was an interesting specimen to behold, though she seemed to be a bit clumsy around mechs hanging upside down. Chaff normally would have commented this out loud, or maybe throw a coconut at her to test her reflexes, but he figured they were shape by how she had a slim yet warrior class chassis. Very interesting.
Chaff put his servo with the wrench to his side, which would be up, but he acted as if his force of gravity had been as reversed as his stationing, effortlessly holding himself the way he did. "Hmmm." Chaff noted, in a deep tone, and then listened to what she had to say. She was this new? Chaff couldn't be happier to be the one she ran into.
"Well," Chaff said, casual in his tone, "Right now, you're in the training halls. As you may have noticed Black Sun. I'm actually having a hard time dealing with the ship too--this rust bucket has so many needs for modifications that it isn't even funny. I think it's a miracle that it left Cybertron after the Arc, this place is chalk-full of bugs. Anyways, where do you hope on getting to? If you want to go to Shockwave's labs, I advise against it. The poor hexagon headed purple mech's demented when it comes to room decorations. Plus, things have a bad habit of crawling out of his lab after sentient beings go in---much like a few Autobots I knew." Chaff shrugged, still upside down. He was using Breakdown's voice today, since he felt like it.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Jan 23, 2015 1:51:51 GMT
Well THAT was comforting. Hearing him go on about Shockwave, from the shape of his head to the condition of his lab... She immediately felt like this guy was half-way out of his mind. he talked so- fast-.. She, yet again, took a few seconds to respond. Her mouth, yet again, took a second to work. "Um, I don't know how to respond to any of that..?" Black Sun wasn't sure if it was a valid answer, but it was the best her confused mind let her think.
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Post by Taggon on Jan 23, 2015 2:56:01 GMT
((Sorry for the long reply--I had work to do.))
Chaff just chuckled with Breakdown’s voice, he was feeling helpful, but he was also feeling a bit playful as well. He folded his arms and cocked his helm, gladly opening up a topic which he knew she wouldn’t know how to reply to either. “Well, you actually responded to my words just by hearing them did you not? Think about it. Your audio receptors caught the sounds emitting from my mouth, and then they decoded them and brought them right into your processor within nano seconds, your nueral circuitry doing it’s job like it does everyday; unnoticed, but effective.” Chaff pointed out, knowing he was sounding weird, but he enjoyed it a bit.
“Sorry, just getting technical with you. Okay, so help…you want help navigating.” Chaff muttered to himself, and then went to shuffling through his subspace. He was looking for something. Perhaps he could give her a visor that allowed her to have x-ray vision. No, then she’d be seeing more then her way around the ship. Chaff thought, “Well, I have no navigator with me, but I could scrap together something for you in a minute if you keep up some conversation. Gets a bit boring down up there, even when I’m upside down.” Chaff said, and then bended his form so that he was doing half a sit up, his visor facing the ceiling. He gave a shapr yank to one of the wires which was holding him up after subspacing his wrench, and more cables with chunks of mechanisms fell from the hole in the ceiling, loosely vibrating thanks to the half-finish seal-up job Chaff had done. Now surrounded by the ceilings mechanical parts, which were also suspended upside down now, Chaff set to work, creating something out of the wires he original had in one fist, and the surrounding cables.
Chaff’s servos went into blurs as he started to use the metallic wires and pieces to create something that looked like spaghetti noodles on a plate. What some would identiy as the ‘sauce’ was the amounts of grease and energon coating his servos, due to the hours of work. Chaff worked rapidly, but seemingly effortlessly, like an artist whooshing his paint brush across a sheet of paper, starting something that would be looked in awe of.
“So Black Sun, as you might know, I’m Chaff; Head of Engineering. Or if the name sdoesn’t sound right, my number’s C-187, though most have a tendency just to call me Chaff. We’re all similar to humans in that instance I suppose…everything must have a designation, and a purpose.”
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Jan 23, 2015 3:20:44 GMT
Black Sun nearly had to take a step back, just because Chaff's confusing personality was so.. strong.. "I just need a map or something, a basic outline of the hallways.." Black Sun then stated, which it was her first clean sentence since she'd met Chaff. "I guess I'll call you Chaff. I'm not to good with remembering things lately.."
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Post by Taggon on Jan 23, 2015 3:33:50 GMT
Chaff just chuckled again behind his mask, still using Breakdown’s easy going, friendly voice. The mech was a great chatter when it came to it, and Chaff actually hoped he could talk to him some day or another, not just hear him across the hall and mimic his voice. Chaff kept working on the object, twisting things andmaking screwing motions on the small makeshift project as he listened to Black Sun. What she was thinking? Chaff wasn’t sure, he couldn’t read body language THAT easily. He could tell he was over loading with his way of thinking, but he was just being a bit playful. That was all.
Chaff kept working on the piece of machinery, pulling a few more scraps of metal out of his subspace to make more adjustments to the design. He was using the countless wires to create a small delicate pattern, with the wires, as he interweaved them just a bit here and there. Chaff had quite a bit of Junkion running through his viens, and thus some of his nature was the way it was.
“Remembering things…” Chaff trailed off, “Yes. It is hard to remember things. Especially the important ones. Then there’s the kind of memories which you know you should have known, but it’s on the tip of your tongue, and you can never figure it out. I experience those every now and then…they’re annoying.” Chaff said, calming down since his servos were occupied with a small task. Almost done.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Jan 23, 2015 3:43:28 GMT
"Say that when you don't remember ANYTHING." Black Sun grumbled under her breathe, which she soon began to reply. "So- uhh- Chaff. What are you exactly building?"
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Post by Taggon on Jan 23, 2015 4:00:59 GMT
Chaff caught the bit of the murmur, and he furrowed his optic ridges behind his mask. He finished the little device, and then attached the very small machine to one of the wires that suspended him. It was a small bug-like device, it seemed to have the design of a wasp, and the small delicately interwoven wings fluttered for a moment before the incredibly tiny machine was air born. Chaff switched voices, speaking in a small and short hyped up tone, with various clicks and whistles; Get working up there. I need a moment down here.
The insects tiny programming was to be his small helper, even though the insect would only last about twenty minutes with the small battery Chaff had made for it. “I thought I’d get a helper while I was at it. Repairs don’t fix themselves you know.” Chaff said, and then started working on another small project, with the remaining parts hanging around him. He had more trinkets in his subspace, so he would apply them to the new gadget he was making. Plus, he had saved all the good parts.
“NOW I will make you your GPS,” Chaff said, “Just stand by for a little longer.” Chaff’s servos set to work, expertly tapering with the metal resources around him. “So you’re having memory problems eh? Nasty stuff. Could I hear more about this?” Chaff asked, Breakdown’s voice displayed curiosity, and some concern.
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Post by Raiza on Jan 23, 2015 20:27:11 GMT
A red femme walked into the hallways and noticed two 'cons chatting. One sounded like a femme and the other sounded like....Breakdown? Oh great, where has he been for Knockout or her? Raiza was a little curious to why Breakdown's voice was in the body of another mech. She began to hide herself in a corner and listen to what they were saying.
Breakdown was Raiza's 'old' pal back after she was activated. She always thought of him as helpful and somewhat jokey but a bit reckless. Not that she minded anyway. But she would tease the big mech with a bit of seduction but as always, Knockout had to 'break them up'. But again, she liked the big mech and he was the shadow of both the femme and the medic back then.
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Post by Starscream on Jan 24, 2015 3:28:40 GMT
That fool, he was completely unaware of everything, finally, it was about time things were following in his own favor. The red seeker patrolled the hallway corridors, scanning around to see where Black Sun might have drifted off too.
Making a side step to enter a different section of the quarters, it was there where he saw the SIC. Just as he was about to speak out to make his presence, he saw somebody talking to her. Who the scrap was this? He didn't really care actually, this mech needed to go somewhere else, he had valuable information to share with the femme meant only for her audio receptors alone. Setting his walk through the hall path, Starscream gazed off to the side to see a particular red femme. The Air commander released a huff, approaching Raiza.
Hey, you. It isn't polite to stare at other's, you know. Bah! Doesn't matter, just leave. Retreat back to whatever post you hold, that is an order.
Putting his attention back on the main femme, Starscream walked over to Chaff and Black Sun, forming happily grin on his faceplate.
There you are! Good, I've been looking for you. Apologies, I had to go assist one of the other seekers, Thundercracker to the ship. With all due permission, I need to speak to you in private. It's important.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Jan 24, 2015 5:18:49 GMT
Black Sun had opened her intake to answer Chaff's last question before being interrupted. Black Sun had heard Starscream's somewhat high pitch voice from behind her, which she turned her helm. Black Sun was a bit angry that Starscream had just left her in the hallways, which she was lost for at least an hour in a half. "So you left me in the middle of the hallway, knowing that I'd get lost- to help someone else?" Black Sun pinched her words as if she were confused and a little angry, but the emotions didn't show on her faceplate. She was confused, but she attempted not to show it. Her optics only formed an element of the feeling.
"With all due permission, I need to speak to you in private. It's important."
That was interesting. Two important things in one day...
Black Sun silently nodded, as if to say 'okay' before her actual response. "Okay then." She said simply. Black Sun turned her helm to the side to look at Chaff, which she shrugged a sighed. "Nice to meet you-- Chaff?" She said, still trying to remember the vehicon Head of Engineering's name. "I hope to see you around.."
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Post by Raiza on Jan 24, 2015 15:46:10 GMT
Raiza was still watching the two cons until she heard a male voice behind her and she turned around to see Starscream, the commander. She stood her ground as he told her to walk away to her post. Her post was in the med bay obviously.
Yes sir, commander Starscream she sighed as she walked down the hallway and away from the three.
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Post by Starscream on Jan 24, 2015 17:13:21 GMT
Placing a servo on her shoulder pad, Starscream guided her to a different section of the corridors, looking from left to right at certain sections of where Decepticons had already made their quarters. Eventually spotting an opened room, which appeared to be empty, the Seeker waved for the second in command to follow him inside. Peaking out of the room to make sure no one had followed, he pressed the button to slide the door closed shut, placing his helm against the metal solid. Good, it wasn't hollow enough for anyone to really hear them talk inside. Turning around, he sarcastically changed his expression to seem like he was holding consider emotions towards Black Sun.
I had feared the worst. He's corrupted you. I hope I can now gain your trust, I have evidence you really will want to see.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Jan 24, 2015 18:03:33 GMT
After being directed to a vacant quarters, Black Sun had began to think of what Starscream probably had to say. If it's this 'corrupt' crap again, I'll probably pop him in the mouth. she thought, which she was uncertain where the aggressiveness came from. But she slid the thought along, which she turned her attention Starscream and his words.
"I had feared the worst. He's corrupted you. I hope I can now gain your trust, I have evidence you really will want to see."
No, no,nonononononononononono She thought. Not only was Starscream bringing up the subject again, but now he had proof. She wasn't quite sure what to think, which she kept her thinking side calmed, which were followed by her expressions. But she began to move around uncomfortably, almost as if she startled. Black Sun refused to show it though.. "-And what evidence is that--" She asked, letting her words drag just a tad bit.
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Post by Starscream on Jan 24, 2015 18:33:02 GMT
Starscream's amber colored cockpit slid open, ejecting out a voice recording device. As tempted as he was, he couldn't allow himself to fall victim for another smile and chuckle, the act had to be believable. Pressing a button with one of his digits, a mech's voice started to play.
Predictably, you have failed to see it on your own, Starscream. The cortical psychic patch. Their is a reason why she is unable to remember anything from her past. Her thoughts could jeopardize the designation I had set upon her. She was a femme named Nightfall. Shortly after Megatron's disappearance, she had claimed the leadership title. However, when I had intervened, she defied me, refusing to acknowledge me. For that, I had terminated her, alternating her processor and setting her spark into what you see now.
She is my creation. Do not use this as an excuse that she is not worthy of such rank. I assure you, I had encrypted her mind so that she possessed the same level of intelligence and power.
When it finished, the aerial Decepticon shook his helm in disappoint, trying to make himself look like he was pitying and feeling sorry for her.
Surely anyone could agree you were treated unfairly, Black Sun. Or should I say, Nightfall. You were rightful leader of the Decepticons and he stole that from you by killing everything that made you. If that wasn't bad enough, he gave you a false name. Can you really accept him as your master?
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Jan 24, 2015 19:06:58 GMT
Black Sun listened to the recording in silence, taking in the tone in which the Scientist spoke. He- Shockwave- sounded emotionless and cold. She listened how he mentioned the name Nightfall and 'leadership'. She also heard information on how she'd taken command after Megatron, which led to her demise after defying Shockwave. She managed to keep it together, until two more words struck her: My Creation. Black Sun turned her helm away and closed her optics.
"Surely anyone could agree you were treated unfairly, Black Sun. Or should I say, Nightfall. You were rightful leader of the Decepticons and he stole that from you by killing everything that made you. If that wasn't bad enough, he gave you a false name. Can you really accept him as your master?"
Black Sun didn't respond, which she kept quiet. The room fell so quiet that you could hear the lights buzz, and hear time passing by. However, the two words Shockwave had said kept rushing through her processor. My Creation.
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Post by Starscream on Jan 24, 2015 19:32:03 GMT
Starscream took a sit on the side of a free berth, waiting for some kind of reply. Not something he actually expected, dull silence. Surely she must have been angry and boiled with hatred to him now after what he did to her. Perhaps it was just a lot to take in at the moment and maybe she was just needing to think about it for awhile. Yes, that must have been it. Want to know what I think? Shockwave must be scared of you. That's why he couldn't let himself let you be the leader. Come now, you know I'm right, this is outrageous. The rightful action to do now is to claim what was yours to begin with.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Jan 24, 2015 20:07:20 GMT
"You would think there'd be more to the story." Black Sun stated mildly after Starscream's comment. "I wouldn't want to do anything rash before I knew the story. That's something I'd have to do-- research wise.." Although she didn't exactly want to think about it, Black Sun had a feeling that she could the small task of finding out more by herself. By just knowing a name to search, she could find more things. A history, family records, and inauguration records. And if possible, death certificates.
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Post by Starscream on Jan 24, 2015 21:51:29 GMT
Primus, how much proof did she did? Here was the voice recording, that's all she needed. This is absurd, he was sure he'd see a raged reaction to go confront Shockwave. He didn't think he'd keep the old files of her former self lying around for prying optics to anyone.
Putting the device away, Starscream pressed his pedes on the ground and stood up from the side berth. Then I am certain a data pad can be found somewhere around here. If he kept anything about your true identity, we should be able to find it through the history records of the Decepticons.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Jan 24, 2015 23:35:59 GMT
Black Sun took a seat in one of the empty chairs in the room, which she placed her digits on the side of her helm, then began to rub the temple-like areas. "You may be right, but if we want to find the real good stuff, then it might be in a- uh- what's it called, an archives? There's bound to be something like that on the ship, right?"
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Post by Starscream on Jan 25, 2015 2:13:37 GMT
Primus, it was like every single detail he spoke out about, she had something missing in her memory banks. It almost made it look like she made Brawl look like he was a genius. Walking over to the door, Starscream pressed a button and allowed the door to slide itself open for them, in which he'd then step out a few steps, before turning back swiftly to see if she would come. If he remembered this place correctly, counting off the control room's software, their was a small archive somewhere in the quarters where some information was held for Decepticons and their basic backgrounds in the faction. Then let us depart there, shall we? If their is anymore undeniable evidence of who you really are, it should be there. Come.
Taking a few strides, he started to search around for any labeling that could pinpoint it being as the archive area.
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