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Post by Kick-Start on Jun 17, 2016 15:32:45 GMT
"You brought in a Wrecker," Kick-Start stated.
"Yes."
"And after less than an hour of work, he says he's willing to tell you everything and join us."
"Yes."
Kick-Start picked up an oil can and a screwdriver, and gestured Reaper to the table, "Genorix, he's a Wrecker. You do realise that he's probably having you on, right? Trying to make you look like an idiot? Go back, and start over. Oh, and I'm not the one you should be coming to about interrogations. Report your prisoner to Lord Death Wish. Or Nevermore."
(sorry about the 'yes'; just saving time)
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Post by Osprey on Jun 17, 2016 16:28:40 GMT
Genorix just nodded. For now, I just let him be in the cell. He left the room.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 17, 2016 17:29:54 GMT
Reaper sat down on the table at Kick-Start's gesture. He listened intently to Genotix's and the medics exchange, but said nothing of it. While he would like to interject, he knew better than to do so.
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Post by Kick-Start on Jun 17, 2016 17:31:31 GMT
"He left a Wrecker alone in a cell..."
Kick-Start sighed to herself as she started to work on Reaper, retuning his joints.
"The Mindswipe may make a mech more loyal, but it sure don't make them smart..."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 17, 2016 17:52:28 GMT
"I suppose even if he left vehicons with the wrecker, it still counts as leaving him unguarded..." Rearr muttered to himself, getting caught in a train of thought.
"The Mindswipe? Is that a new advancement in technology?" With an amused sigh he added on, "You'll have to forgive my naivety, I've been absent quite some time."
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Post by Kick-Start on Jun 17, 2016 18:06:39 GMT
"Just something I invented," Kick-Start replied. Reaper didn't need to know the details right now - most people didn't. She finished with his elbow, oiled it, and moved on to his shoulder, tuning that too, "Good grief! When was the last time you oiled your joints? You're creaking and rattling worse than a box of old bolts!"
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Post by Deleted on Jun 17, 2016 18:19:20 GMT
The mech shrugged, sending left over particles of rock raining down on the table. He then winced upon realizing his mistake. Reaper took a moment to try and remember but came up blank.
"Most likely sometime near the start of the war, my memory is still a bit foggy."
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Post by Kick-Start on Jun 17, 2016 18:26:20 GMT
Kick-Start completed the arm and moved to the other side. It wasn't a hard job, but there were a lot of joints in there that needed a little assistance.
"When did you get here, anyway? And what are you hauling that body around for?" she pointed at the dead Decepticon.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 17, 2016 18:35:09 GMT
((By the dismantled decepticon body I was referencing the rooms description, sorry if it wasn't clear))
"At the ship? About half an hour ago." Reaper rotated the completed arm, pleased by the fact that the inconveniences were being taken care of.
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Post by Kick-Start on Jun 17, 2016 18:50:37 GMT
"Interesting," Kick-Start continued her work on Reaper's left side, "New soldiers are always welcome. Old soldiers are even better," she tightened something that had been slowly unscrewing itself, "I can't say I've heard your name, but that isn't always a bad thing. Good fighters have lots of scars. The best fighters have none at all..."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 17, 2016 20:40:44 GMT
"I'm more so a guardian than a soldier. Most are unfamiliar with my name due to a prolonged absence... And incompetent record keepers." His sentence ended a small snarl. "Speaking of names, may I ask what yours is?" Reaper flicked away a shard of stone that had wedged itself in the plating of his knee.
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Post by Kick-Start on Jun 17, 2016 21:20:25 GMT
"Kick-Start. Captain Kick-Start, Chief Medical Officer," Kick-Start replied, "Among other titles. Hmmm. Had a run in with a cliff-face?" she asked him as she started to brush away the pieces of stone, "Maybe a rough landing? That wouldn't do anything for your plating."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 17, 2016 22:53:24 GMT
"Captain and Chief Medical officer? Both very respectable titles. How long have you been in the medical field for?" With an amused tone, he replied, "It would have been preferred to have run into a cliff face, but that isn't the case. I happened to be 'one with the earth' you could say."
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Post by Kick-Start on Jun 17, 2016 23:43:21 GMT
"A few million years. I began my studies long before the war, but I also spent lengthy time as L- as Shockwave's student and later became his... well, I suppose he would say 'primary lab assistant'. I like to think of him as my greatest inspiration..." Well, a statement like that has both its pros and cons.
Kick-Start wipes off some of the oil and moves to Reaper's right side, repeating the tuning and oiling process.
"One with the earth? Bad crash landing? Or should I interpret it in another way?"
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Post by Deleted on Jun 18, 2016 0:05:08 GMT
Interesting. It is always pleasant to have an inspiration." Reaper spoke distractedly while examining his left arm. After rotating his wrist, he opened and closed his servo, examining his digits. The movement was a bit rigid, but he didn't seem bothered by it, after all it was common in old age.
"It would be better to interpret it differently." Pleased with how the repairs were going, he relaxed his arm and rested his servo on the table. "I've been on this filthy rock since before the humans began to roam it. Sent to protect some ridiculous artifact. For a time altering device, it certainly couldn't handle the passing of time... I had been standing guard for so long that the environment eventually claimed me as part of itself."
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Post by Kick-Start on Jun 18, 2016 0:53:05 GMT
"Hmmm. I should very much like more detail on that," Kick-Start moved down Reaper's right side, testing out his foot, "Trapped in stasis in some way, you mean? Wrapped around by a rock?"
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Post by Deleted on Jun 18, 2016 3:29:19 GMT
"Stasis. Slumber. Either or works." He drummed his digits on the table top in an attempt to jog his memory. "Stone happened to develop on my plating. Dust and sand began to settle and layer over the years. It remained undisturbed and continued to layer, creating a solid mound of stone on top of myself."
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Post by Kick-Start on Jun 18, 2016 12:20:18 GMT
"Ah. I guessed at that, but... gotta get it from you. Now... you're in fair shape for somebody who hasn't been moved for millions of years, but I'd advise taking it easy on the joints. Stretch them out for a bit before you run out on any big missions."
She starts checking his weapons, unloads them and throws the old cartridges away. Then she started checking their internals.
"Hmmm... Your weapons are a touch out of date and that lack of maintenance is... worrying. Perhaps you should upgrade with something new?"
She comms Lord Death Wish.
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Post by Lord Death Wish on Jun 18, 2016 13:20:56 GMT
A comm comes back to Kick.
*"Thank you for the update Kick. I shall take care of it personally."*
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Post by Deleted on Jun 18, 2016 16:08:22 GMT
"Will do, Miss. Although I'd rather be in battle at a sooner time, I can't go against your orders." He gave a slight chuckle at the end of his sentence.
"My weapons out of date? No, no, no. They're just old fashioned." Reaper reached for one of his short blades to assure himself that it was still there.
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