Backbeat
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Post by Backbeat on Oct 21, 2016 21:26:50 GMT
Nevermore looks at Meltdown
" All the job calls for is cannon fodder. The job is open to you, seeing as you fit the description too. "
She adds with a smirk at Meltdown
" Can't risk anyone important can we? "
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ѕιℓνєямιѕт
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Post by ѕιℓνєямιѕт on Oct 22, 2016 14:22:18 GMT
"Greetings my Decepticon brothers. The Earth city is now ours. The Decepticon Empire has begun!"
Silver would hear the deception leader speak over the intercoms, and sounding quite pleased. So the mission had been a success? It was good news to hear, knowing the autobots weren't getting up on one on them. Nevertheless she couldn't help but still be in curiosity of the planet itself. Since back up hadn't been called , sliver had not seen much of the organic world except bits and parts. So far, she noted that her cybertronian vehicle would not cultivate well into this world without out being noticed. It was possible sooner or later she would have to look for new one. Would it be wrong to step out real quick, just to get a feel of her surroundings, and better equip herself with a less conspicuous vehicle form?
She saw no fault in her thought. Plus it'd only be for a minute, if she missed something, Silver would make sure to stay intact with the ship's comms. Her optics wandered over to Nevermore , who was still going on about her plan to another mech. There was no reason for her stick around, at the time, so she was sure no one would miss her. Quickly she walked over to the ground bridge control, selecting random coordinates before walking through. The bridge would close behind her.
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Post by Krovennan (Meltdown) on Oct 22, 2016 22:50:46 GMT
Meltdown was still for a moment, before a giggle slowly crept up in volume, before erupting into raucous laughter, throwing his head back as he laughed. This went on for a minute before he suddenly stopped, his grin still there as he leaned in close to Nevermore, his speech suddenly very different, each word sounding carefully measured, with an unmistakeable malice behind them.
"How funny. Guess you're right, not important enough to be approached by the great Backbeat himself, must be why he sent his little secretary out to plead on his behalf. Sorry little pigeon, but I have no interest in aiding you or your master's bird-brained schemes. Now, flutter along, find some grunt crazy enough to listen to a little songbird, and maybe your master will get you a new birdcage."
Patting Nevermore condescendingly on the head a couple times, meltdown stood to his full height and walked off slowly, only stopping to look over his shoulder at her, his toothy grin taking a far more sinister look as he walked on out. The sound of a slower, more stifled laughter could be heard from the entryway as he disappeared into the shadowed hallway.
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