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Post by Whirl on Aug 3, 2017 0:45:04 GMT
Whirl drew himself up, his single optic narrowing to a pinpoint. He wasn't satisfied with Hexcode's answer, but he'd bug him about it later. For now, he just drew the Shoomer, holding it apparently casually. At least one of Hexcode's protectobots started to raise a gun on him.
"Oh, please. All dese landin' pods, and I'm da one you is aimin' at?" he asked, "Prejudice against ex-convicts much?" He looked around, "Lot of people comin' down..." he gestured at the sky, "People gonna get hurt, or be hurtin', so dey head for a center of population, lookin' for help or people. Then, if dere's anybody left on Cybertron, dey'll be investigation-ating da crash site too," he shrugged, "Not all of 'em are gonna be Autobots, neither."
He looked at Overdrive, "You see what I did dere? I prediction-ated da future."
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Post by Compass on Aug 3, 2017 1:49:53 GMT
The approach of the other automaton was shadowed by the sheer weight of the crash and the realization of where he was. The sound of his vehicle mode didn't register in the Decepticon's audio receptors and even his loud metal footsteps were ignored until they were right behind him. Compass didn't even react, his optics locked on Iacon city, until he heard the other 'bot talk. The sound of his voice snapped him out of his reverie and made him turn on his heel, pushing away from the ashen escape pod and pulling his weapon on the poor unsuspecting stranger. The offer of help was lost for the first few moments as Compass struggled to get a bead on him. His weapon was steady but the visor made it like trying to aim at one-and-a-half targets. After a couple seconds struggling he lowered his gun, staring at the new arrival. As best he could he scanned over the other guy's entire body, looking for a symbol or some indication of his allegiance, suddenly very self-conscious of his own Decepticon symbols burned right onto his pauldrons. "Who..." Maybe it was Compass's own timid nature, or maybe the fact that he nearly fell over again that halted his sentence; either way the question wasn't quite formed, but maybe that was enough to get an answer out of this strange new 'bot. "Nngh... Who are..."hargablarga
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Post by hargablarga on Aug 3, 2017 3:25:54 GMT
"My name is Weld. I, uh. . . well, it's a long story." Weld scanned over the Decepticon's body, his left optic flickering on and off as he checked for injuries. "Well, nothing too serious, other than that cracked visor of yours." he said, "But this is Iacon, so those Autobot guys would likely be hostile if they discovered you." He suppressed a pitying look as the Decepticon seemed to shrink a little at the thought. Motioning for the Decepticon to stay where he was, Weld climbed inside the shuttle, and looked around for a few seconds. The automatic distress signal was still broadcasting, and at this point it was starting to get on his nerves. Besides, once he turned it off there wouldn't be any Autobots heading to this area. He glanced to his right and saw what he was looking for. A control panel of Autobot design, something the Decepticon probably wouldn't grasp. Weld could vaguely remember how to turn off the signal. He cut through a sharp piece of metal that had pierced the pod and was obstructing the panel. He fiddled around with the panel a bit, trying to turn off the signal. It didn't quite work. Weld put his hand on his face, then resorted to a more "brute force" style of turning the signal off. He cut through the metal and pried it open. Inside were a plethora of wires, and Weld slashed them all. The signal shut down abruptly. He breathed a sigh of relief. The annoying thing was finally quiet. He stepped out of the pod and smiled warmly and the nervous Decepticon. "Well, it's off. Now you won't have to worry about Autobots on your back anymore." Weld told him, "Although, we may want to get outta here. They might've heard the signal already. I have a workshop just a little bit away. If you want, I can take you there and try to get you fixed up, okay?" Weld just hoped that if the Decepticon accepted, they wouldn't run into anyone on the way. Oh well. That was just what came with helping people, he supposed. (( Compass ))
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Post by Compass on Aug 3, 2017 3:57:18 GMT
"I realize that," Compass said quietly as he watched Weld carefully. It was unclear to which statement he was responding, but the tone and sentiment were the same regardless. He observed, holding his weapon tightly at his side as he stepped up to the open escape hatch and watched Weld work the console. He saw the "delicate" way he handled the console, and immediately imagined him doing the same to his own delicate chassis. Compass shook his head and suppressed a shiver as the giant bulky bot turned back around to him and started talking again. It wasn't that he didn't appreciate the help, and in this case he was better off taking it because he didn't want to anger the bot that could easily rip him in two, but Compass couldn't help being suspicious. "Who are you?" he tried again. "You have no insignia, clearly aren't Autobot--" He stopped himself there. Questions could wait. Thinking that there might be something worse than Autobots headed their way, he'd rather be in fighting condition than have answers to those questions. "Never mind. Lead the way."hargablarga
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Post by Hexcode on Aug 3, 2017 4:18:56 GMT
Hexcode's A.T.R.D that was on surveillance near Compasses position was beginning to hear things. Although in this desolate are that can be a lot of varying possibilities. To check them all is simply tedious. It hovered even further ahead and away from where it's creator was. Buzzing along as its small frame weaved through or around anything in its pathway.
It's search light illuminating in a small cone effect within a fifteen meter distance. It's rotating engines whirling a little faster to cover more ground. By now it was picking up on faith noises far beyond the simple ambience sounds around it. More direct and out of place. Like something was beating on something. With its programming it switched it's search patterns in a more cautious setting. Now moving towards the noise that seemed to come from withinthe distress signal's vicinity.
The drone unsure on what it may be discovering remained in flight mode, and kept moving. Completely oblivious to what it could actually be running into...
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Post by hargablarga on Aug 3, 2017 6:24:13 GMT
The small Decepticon was still jittery. Clearly he didn't fully trust the larger mech yet. Weld didn't care, though. It didn't matter what people thought of him so long as they got repaired. "Who are you? You have no insignia, clearly aren't Autobot--" the Decepticon began. Weld turned to him, the Cybertronian equivalent of eyebrows raised. Like most Transformers, the guy probably didn't realize that there were still survivors on Cybertron. He was about to explain when the Decepticon cut himself off and asked Weld to lead the way. The larger bot smiled. "I'll explain everything when we get there."A small drone came whirring overhead and Weld moved with surprising swiftness for his size, grabbing Compass and ducking out of sight. Once the drone had passed, Weld turned toward the Decepticon. Luckily Weld had been gentle enough that the guy hadn't sustained any accidental injuries. He glanced around. "Close one. Now let's get out of here."(( Compass ))
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Post by Overdrive on Aug 3, 2017 9:30:31 GMT
Overdrive was standing around with his arms crossed watching the others bots go about their business. He was mostly minding his own until one of them seem to address him. His door wings perked up out of curiosity as he listened. He waited until whirl was finished talking before responding.
"Cool, I guess. " overdrive said trying not to sound sarcastic." Um , I don't think prediction-ated is a real word. Anyways, you seem to be in charge of search and rescue is there anyway I can help?" The question was aimed to hexcode as overdrive moved over to him." Oh, by the way my name is Overdrive. I'm an autobot commando."
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Aug 3, 2017 11:08:09 GMT
Aquahaze was getting impatient now. His mother hadn't ackowledged that he was bored either, which made nothing better. He groaned again and looked at the newcomers. There were a lot of new bots, bots he didn't recognize or know. They looked weird, not like him at all. He wondered why for a moment but decided not to think about it anymore as it was too hard for him to understand. Instead, his curiosity once again began to peak and now he didn't want to be in his mother's arms anymore. He wanted to be down on the ground, explore the new setting. He wasn't used to anything like this, there were nothing above him, only black and a few bright dots. He giggled a little, it was pretty. He turned his very limited attention span back to the new bots, he wanted to go to them. Aqua began to wiggle out of Dia's arms, until he got free and fell to the ground. It hurt a bit, and he resisted the urge to cry, even though he really wanted to. The sparkling got up on his wobbly legs and began to "run" over to the rest, especially Hexcode and Scatterbeam, stopping once he stood next to them, looking up at them. They were both huge! Friendly as he was, he tried to hug Scatter's legs, still looking up at them with a big simle on his tiny face. Hi!(( RedOptics Hexcode @rollerjade ))
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Post by Whirl on Aug 3, 2017 12:32:06 GMT
Whirl was instantly distracted by Aquahaze. Nobody would ever have believed that the mutilated mech thought sparklings cute. The fact that Aquahaze was more interested in Scatterbeam didn't change that.
"Well, ain't dat da fourth most adorable-est thing I've ever seen," he said, crouching down until he was short enough to be on Aquahaze's level.
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Post by Compass on Aug 3, 2017 15:05:15 GMT
Had he the ability to see straight, Compass might have just shot the thing out of the air. It was good that he did not. That would have definitely drawn attention to his position, and unless it was Whiteflier, Livewire, Pulsewave--hell, even someone like the unfortunate Empress or treacherous Starscream he would have preferred to any Autobot. At least Compass knew how to deal with them even if he didn't know them too well. "I said, lead the way," Compass said, markedly miffed at having to repeat himself yet again. Not a fan of being touched, he tugged his arm free. He still fell in line beside Weld, vaguely remembering the sound of tires scraping against the metal ground that made Cybertron's crust layer. He frowned a little, eyeing the bot before him a second time. He was able to make out the large distinct shape of tires on Weld's shoulders. Though the lines between Decepticon and Autobot transformations had blurred significantly, he couldn't help himself holding the prejudice against land vehicles. To him they were somewhere between being inferior to fliers and being utilized primarily by the enemy. Though he had doubted Weld's intentions before, he now doubted his abilities too. For the time being, he kept these thoughts to himself, willing that he remember to take the help given freely before making any rash decisions. "I'm ready. Go."hargablarga
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Post by Deleted on Aug 3, 2017 16:50:57 GMT
Scatterbeam nodded. “Excellent. Do you have any place in particular in mind? If I may make a suggestion, though it's been awhile, I remember there was a place just North of here…” She tried to twist on that direction, but something heavy was clinging to her leg. Her first reaction was to reach her weapon. But she was relatively slow about it being caught so off guard. Because of this she had time to notice that it was just Aquahaze. Furthermore shooting the sparkling of a grieving mother right in front of her was probably a good way to get yourself killed. Luckily no one seemed to notice the horrible mistake she almost made. Not even the sparkling, that now looked up at both her and Hexcode with a large grin.“Hi!”“H...he...Hello there, little…” she was going to say thing but stopped herself, “...little guy.”Her eyes darted between the others. First to the big blue bot, whom she still didn’t know the name of, who was trying to get the sparkling’s attention.Next to Hexcode and Diamond, shooting them both desperate glances that hopefully conveyed her message:Help. Please, someone help. It was then the new bot introduced himself to Hexcode. At this point she had to snap her focus away from the toddling, sparking mess of a bot on her leg. She focused on what he said: Overdrive. Autobot Commando. Though still mildly distracted by the sparkling, so she had no idea if Hex already responded or not. Though her question was directed at Hex as well.“Do you think he could be of any assistance? I might need an escort.”(( Hexcode Skyspray (Aquahaze) RedOptics Whirl Overdrive and anyone else I forgot in this mess))
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Post by Dashside on Aug 3, 2017 17:52:54 GMT
Among the falling wreckage, debris and pods, was a shuttle. Not an Autobot shuttle, but a Decepticon one. But it's occupants weren't Decepticons, not the alive ones anyway. No, this shuttle had been hijacked by a small group of Autobots, and it's transponder would be telling everyone below ground on Iacon that. At first, the shuttle was coming in for a smooth landing, near to where the Autobots seemed to be gathering - right up until a piece of stray scrap struck the wing, sending the ship hurtling out of control and into a crash. Scraping along Cybertron's metal surface, the shuttle came to a halt, though it far more resembled a flaming wreck than a shuttle. Out of it, three autotroopers and a femme appeared, stepping into the crater they had made. They only had minor injuries from the crash, except for the femme, who had one of her swords shattered in the landing, her greatsword. "Let's get to the base camp." Dashside commanded, receiving nods from the three autotroopers. The drive wasn't long, only about five minutes in their alt-modes. As they arrived on the outskirts they reverted to their robot modes, when Dashside heard something that stopped her dead in her tracks. Beep.The Autotroopers moved a few paces forward, but Dashside remained still, not a single motor in her entire body moving an inch. Her venting became shaky, as she slowly raised a hand in front of her chest, opening it and then slowly squeezing it closed. A piece of plating on her chest began to shake, slowly crumpling. It was at this moment the Autotroopers stopped walking, noticing that their squad leader was a few metres behind them. One of the Autotroopers, Reekmaru, stepped forward, inspecting the femme and slowly lowering her hand. "You okay, ma'am?" He asked, seemingly snapping Dashside out of whatever trance she had been in. Recovering her breath, she gave him a sharp nod. "I'm fine." Skyspray was dead, at least, that's what the beep had signalled. Even if it wasn't obvious to the Autotroopers, nothing was fine in that moment. But Dashside knew that even if Skyspray was dead, she didn't have time to grieve. The Autobots had just crash landed on Cybertron, and she had a job to do. Immediately moving to the front of the group at a brisk pace, she soon came across the small gathering of Autobots, and dismissed the Autotroopers that were with her to go about their tasks. Diamond was a femme that Dashside recognized, as was her son, Aquahaze. Dashside had been in a brief encounter with Scatterbeam, the femme who Aquahaze was now hugging. Whirl was a war criminal and an ex-Wrecker, the femme knew that much, and the other two were complete blanks to her. But that didn't matter, she figured they would be introduced soon enough. Quieting her movement, and slowing her pace to avoid detection, Dashside outstretched her hand, and Aquahaze would feel a sudden force enclosing around him that yanked him off of Scatterbeam and into the air, where he hovered for a few seconds before landing down in Dashside's arms. With a smile on her face, she greeted him with a hug, continuing to hold him up in her hands. "Hey Aqua." The femme asked in a gentle tone, walking forward to present herself to the other Autobots present. "What did I miss?"(( Skyspray (Aquahaze) RedOptics @rollerjade Hexcode Overdrive Whirl ))
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Post by Hexcode on Aug 3, 2017 19:05:37 GMT
Hexcode hadn't noticed at first, but one of his proxies was still reading Whirl as an enemy. Something that only took a second or two to correct which prompted it to put its gun away. That said Hex, couldn't help but admit Whirl was bringing up good points. Despite some maybe thinking he is just throwing around his jibberish again. Not in this case. Hexcode understood him clearly. And for what he brought up. He was right. Before he could tell him that he agreed though Overdrive introduced himself to him. All of this sudden attention was getting odd for him, but he'd welcome it with open arms for now until someone of higher status comes by. Seeing that this one was seeking to know what he could help with, that super computer of a mind began calculating more plans of action which involved more and more people. The further things went, and the more readings that he got from his drones sending live feedback to him the more he could comfortably set up the next move. Though as usual, right when he gets thinking once again his attention had to be diverted somewhere else. Scatterbeam finally getting back to him on what he briefed to her. And well before the conversation even started little Aquafaze wanted to see what was up too. Hex, peering down just to see the little lad hugging on Scatter's leg. It made him smile as his presence looked to have spooked the femme into going on the defensive. It certainly is a good thing she was wise enough to correct herself as her slip of hand could be costly. Just looking at Scatter looking around for help was enough to lift Hexcode's spirits. And in turn cleared his head of the stress that was making this planning harder than it needs to be. And well, just before he could attempt to help the femme with her leg-hugger problem another Autobot that he hadn't seen before walked up taking that matter out of his hands. Along with a few more AutoTroopers at that. The more forces the better. Although Hex knew they were coming before hand. He's always watching... Now considering the routine that has been copy pasting itself so far Hexcode had better start talking now, before Omega Supreme or someone just as big barges in next. He cleared his windpipes loud enough for those to tell that he was planning to speak. Still didn't keep him from gesturing that idea with his hands either, wanting everyone to gather around. With that settled he could share what he had on his mind. "Greetings, everyone. Listen before anything gets out of hand I'd like to get something underway. First off for those that don't know me, my name is Hexcode. We'll have plenty of time to know each other later. But right now as much as it's going well right now this current position is still too dangerous to stay in. It's way too open, and obvious. By now Like Whirl said it won't be just Autobots coming by to check on crash sites. We need to find a better location to set up camp, and then hopefully a full fledged base. Now. Two things of great importance that need to be addressed.
Number 1: Prime...is dead. I am sure most of you already can tell especially when the beep went off. However, I personally saw the blast from the dropship used to get here. Which means the chain of command is a little wonky, but right now that doesn't matter yet. Number 2: Communications are at a zip right now. Cybertron's ping fields are still too weak to be used and will need to be rebooted manually which I'll handle later. So, for now, we need to make a temporary one which I and Scatterbeam have already made a plan for. The dropships and shuttles have limited resources, and any injuries at this point will have to be serviced later. All other Autobots that aren't here when we move will be in the dark until we get that relay up. So here is my plan." He paused for a moment, taking a pad from out of his Tech Wheel gauntlet, then placed it on the ground in front of him. To avoid any technical issues he'd rely on the signal from his Tech Wheel alone to get the 3d map hologram overlayed from the pad he just placed. An overhead view now visible to everyone. A larger blip on the map showing their overall current location. "Okay so. We are here. And thanks to the recon from my drones I was able to get a good read on the structures around our current position. From what this portrays apparently we are not far away from a key defensive location that was once used here. Something that goes by the name of "Metroplex". He'd make a quick gesture with his hand, to make the map pan out larger. Then touched three points on it to outline three tall structures that were previously hidden. "And these are three old Autobot radio towers which we will need to fully put comms back online. Which means there should also be a radio station that can be connected to them, which in turn can be connected to where we will set up the base. However, we need to scout out a place to put our temporary relay station which...thanks to Scatterbeam's suggestion I can assume will be somewhere up North right about....here." He'd say as he made a quick outline with one digit on the map so everyone can see. Overall with this information given he can only assume that hopefully mostly everyone knew where he was going with all of this talking that he didn't want to do. But whatever gets things moving along he always says. But now was to close his proposition. "So. If you all have stayed with me so far... The best way to do all of this will be to travel via convoy. We can use the two ships to transport our equipment, but most of us will have to move by ground unless you can fly and provide overwatch. My drones will help guard our perimeter at all times. We should also gather whatever else we can get from any crashed shuttles along the way. But whatever can't fit or can't be carried will have to be left behind.
Scatterbeam, you will be escorted by Overdrive and Killswitch in the front with me as we push up north. I'm giving you a scanner to keep an eye on the signal levels to make sure we get the best possible place we can. They should be more than enough firepower to keep you safe. Whirl...if you could be so kind. I know you don't like me much, but it would be a help if you provided overwatch if you can. I'll owe you one if it helps any. Diamond I don't know how you want to go about this with the little one and all. But I assure you someone will always be close by if you need anything. I want my squadron packing up supplies in my dropship, and take off as soon as it's ready. I need to continue to watch the map, and let you all know if anything odd is happening until we get there. Lastly; before we start...any questions?" He'd say. Honestly wanting to know before he would even attempt to say anything else. If it looked like everyone understood. Then he would simply nod, and give the go to move out. Skyspray (Aquahaze) RedOptics Whirl Overdrive Dashside Killswitch
A small drone came whirring overhead and Weld moved with surprising swiftness for his size, grabbing Compass and ducking out of sight. Once the drone had passed, Weld turned toward the Decepticon. Luckily Weld had been gentle enough that the guy hadn't sustained any accidental injuries. He glanced around. "Close one. Now let's get out of here."Had he the ability to see straight, Compass might have just shot the thing out of the air. It was good that he did not. That would have definitely drawn attention to his position, and unless it was Whiteflier, Livewire, Pulsewave--hell, even someone like the unfortunate Empress or treacherous Starscream he would have preferred to any Autobot. At least Compass knew how to deal with them even if he didn't know them too well. "I said, lead the way," Compass said, markedly miffed at having to repeat himself yet again. Not a fan of being touched, he tugged his arm free. He still fell in line beside Weld, vaguely remembering the sound of tires scraping against the metal ground that made Cybertron's crust layer. He frowned a little, eyeing the bot before him a second time. He was able to make out the large distinct shape of tires on Weld's shoulders. Though the lines between Decepticon and Autobot transformations had blurred significantly, he couldn't help himself holding the prejudice against land vehicles. To him they were somewhere between being inferior to fliers and being utilized primarily by the enemy. Though he had doubted Weld's intentions before, he now doubted his abilities too. For the time being, he kept these thoughts to himself, willing that he remember to take the help given freely before making any rash decisions. "I'm ready. Go."
The drone simply because it was hearing things kept its position immediately. The two of them if they didn't keep quiet would be found out. However, for the moment they were only narrowly escaping. The search light very much near them. Slowly creeping closer and closer to its position. The drone having odd feelings about its surroundings. With the signal from the pod being out of play, it was highly concerned as to where the assumed Autobot went. Perhaps they already were at camp? The drone did not know. Lucky for them it couldn't see the tracks that they had left on the metallic ground because it was so dark currently. Hexcode hadn't given them thermal scanning yet. Which was to their benefit as well. To only make matters worse the drone, in fact, was nearly on to of them as its rotors were by now much easier to hear. However, it suddenly jolted forward as a loose metallic structure that was damaged from Compass's pod crash fell over. The uneased machine locking in on the sound, and the sight of movement. Not taking any chances, and activated its weaponry with a menacing click. The tracking laser following the movement with pinpoint accuracy looking for the kill shot. Although considering what it could only somewhat see, it decided to go all or nothing. And they would witness it fire its machine gun, and let loose a single volley of three missiles on the falling object. The multiple small explosions were enough to lay waste to its weak target and put the structure in a heap of rubble once the smoke cleared after its attack. The drone had to make sure though. Getting closer, and scanning it a few times. Once it knew it was a false alarm, the drone was calmed. Its red lights signaling so once it turned white. But shortly turned yellow as soon as Hexcode's return to sender signal reached it. The drone jolting again looking towards its creator's direction. Making a few noises as it processed the new orders that Hexcode was giving it. And no moment later the drone quickly scanned the inside of the pod Compass was in before it would then fly off, no longer posing a threat to the two hiding from it. What they will gather from that is up to them. But it's best they know to be careful. You never know when those things might show up... Compass hargablarga
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Post by influx on Aug 3, 2017 19:28:48 GMT
The mech transformed at a safe distance, safe ish distance from the group of what were definitely autobots. He was blue and black, with purple optics, pretty short, just 18 feet high. But he was also visibly armed with at least three swords, one of which was a Great Sword he carried in his back. Another thing that was visible on his chest was the neutral insignia. He wasn't sure hat the autobots would accept help, or that they wouldnt respong aggressively to himself. But it was worth a try. "HEY, Hello?!. " he yelled, Waving his servo at them, since no one had noticed him so far. RedOpticsHexcodeShatterbeamWhirl and anyone else with that group
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Post by Whirl on Aug 3, 2017 19:55:44 GMT
"You owe me one fer lookin' out fer Decepticons out ta kill us?" Whirl asked Hexcode, bemused "If you say so, Hex."The rotary stood up and transformed, "Man does that feel good!" he laughed. It had been a good decade since he'd been allowed to transform. From a height, he watched influx arrive. Whirl didn't exactly hate NAILS, but he did think they were cowards, "Whadda you want, NAIL?" he asked the mech, looking down on him, "Dis party is for Autobots, not glory-supporters an' cowards an' losers."
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Post by hargablarga on Aug 3, 2017 20:43:35 GMT
A short drive, or in Compass's case, flight, was all it took to reach Weld's workshop. He climbed up the rubble to the door, watching it slide open, revealing a slightly darkened room. He flipped a switch, and a quiet hum was heard as flickering lights turned on. This was, unfortunately, the best he could do. On one corner was a metal desk with various bits of junk littered around it, little inventions that Weld had made then discarded. A couple meters away was a table with a deactivated drone sitting next to it. Weld walked over to it and pressed a button on its back. It turned on with a whirr, and looked up at Weld. "Grab the toolbox." Weld told it. The small robot drove off into another room. "Now, let's take a closer look." he said to Compass. He looked over the Decepticon's body, then walked around to inspect the wings and back. Thankfully there was no serious physical damage, except for a cracked wing strut and the aforementioned visor. The drone had since returned with the toolbox, and he grabbed a welding tool and small rectangular device (used to heal smaller wounds) out of it. Acting slowly and carefully, he welded the center of each strut to each other, then went over it with the healing device. The strut showed a small ring of rapidly cooling metal around it. "Well, that should do for the strut. Now, about that visor . . . you got a face under that thing?" he joked. "I think I might be able to fix that." He walked over to yet another table, but this one had bins built into it where spare parts were arranged. He picked one up and walked over to Compass. "You can take that thing off, right?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 3, 2017 21:31:50 GMT
Scatterbeam paid close attention during Hex’s briefing he gave to the group, taking special note of her orders. Though they weren’t technically orders, she was just happy to have an objective to be working toward instead of wasting time doing nothing. Somewhere toward the end she had a feeling they were being watched. She passed it off as paranoia. That is until she heard the one-eyed blue mech, whose name she assumed by this point as Whirl, start to shout off into the distance.
She turned around and saw the blue and black mech that he was referring to. Immediately she made her weapon visible, but did not raise it. She saw the Great Sword and could tell that if they engaged in battle, she would lose.
In an attempt to avoid that and appear less of a threat, she smiled and waved back to them.“Hello there!” She shouted, assuming the mech was further away than he actually was. She was not used to seeing bots smaller than herself.
It's not that she was completely trusting of neutrals, that’s why she made her weaponry known in the first place. Of all the common Autobot schools of thought about the topic, she landed very much in the conversion camp. Whether or not she consciously remembered it, Scatterbeam was not forged an Autobot. “Nevermind him, come on over here and tell us what you want. Don’t be shy or we might start shooting.” She was only half-joking, because of his coloring one could easily mistake him for a Seeker from this distance if they weren’t paying attention. Plus it was not wise to be acting so suspicious around this group with tensions high as they were. “What is your designation?”(( Hexcode Whirl influx and company- Skyspray (Aquahaze) RedOptics Overdrive Dashside Killswitch
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Post by RedOptics on Aug 3, 2017 21:45:53 GMT
Once repairs were done, the femme was left standing taller and much stronger than she was not long ago. There was no way she was letting the death of her beloved Prime tear her down. The only thing she could do now was be brave for him, and fight in his name and for what he believed. A peaceful era. And she'll be sure to get it for him. She allowed littl Aqua to escape, knowing he couldn't do much if any harm, but flinched when a force tore him away. It was only Dashside, and she was thankful for that bit. Don't get cocky... just because you feel tougher, doesn't mean that you're invincible you wretch. Dia made a movement that shushed the voice in her helm that spoke ill of herself. She hated it, with all her spark. "I'll. be fine. Traveling with a sparkling is nothing compared to all that we've been through. Let's get going. This place isn't exactly one to put anyone's mind at ease... it's got a certain scent and sound." The femme spoke as she calmly strode over to Dashside, nodding in respect to her before gently taking Aquahaze. "You little scoundrel..." She murmured to the sparkling, tapping her forehelm with his before drawing her rifle. Hexcode Dashside Skyspray (Aquahaze) etc
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Post by Hexcode on Aug 3, 2017 22:32:52 GMT
As the circumstances shifted to help progression only minor changes really were of concern. The biggest was the oddly suspicious arrival of what looked to be neutral. Something that had Hexcode on edge, to be honest. He never likes people suddenly walking in right after a briefing ends. It reminds him way too much about the cheeky ambushes both factions used to pull on each other back in the old war. Still, his rule was to keep calm and keep alert if he felt this way. If anything else suspicious happened out of nowhere there are no promises that Hexcode may not pull out a weapon, and start threatening. He didn't want to let anyone realize that though. Best to stay looking confident in this sort of situation.
For now, Hexcode's mind was running on a clock. He had an estimated time that he expects everything to be packed and ready to go. That is counting his drones too. He kept watching the Autotroopers mainly track of their progress, then every now and then took note of other things. One drone made it back okay, and was deconstructed back into he tech wheel. Half a minute later, another one came. So it all relied on the third one which he knew had flown a bit more outward than the rest. By then the Autotroopers were halfway done. Hexcode made one last check of the map, before sending them the coordinates for when they told him that they were ready to go five minutes later. With no moment to lose, the Autotroopers took Hexcode's dropship and would join Whirl in the air along with the ship Whirl had taken also filled with supplies. Both ships pushing on up ahead towards the path given making three airborne vehicles in total.
Hexcode himself would now plug a cable into his radio. Two antennas, one on each shoulder rose upward which immediately allowed Hex to try to listen the best he can to the communication channels that were currently gunked up with static. Nothing good, so he'd have to switch to a local fix, and communicate with everyone for now. Especially Scatterbeam. It was only now that the third drone finally made it back to him, which was unsettling. The timing was off by some seconds than what it should have taken it to get back. This was concerning, and Hexcode didn't want to take risks. He'd have to look at the recorded video's later but for now, he'd anticipate that the delay was due to Decepticon interference of some kind. With that on his mind, he would take extra care to pay close attention to the things around him. If one thing is for sure, there better not be any more neutral planning to sneak into the group...
For now, Hexcode began moving with the group. The convoy officially is a go.
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Post by influx on Aug 3, 2017 23:05:30 GMT
Influx looked back at the flier who insulted him with a tired glare, but he didn't do more, or answer him for that matter. He had been called a coward by innumerable mechs for the duration of the war, but they were the ones responsible for the destruction of Cybertron, and he didn't yell at them about it.
When the second one to answer him was much friendlier, he smiled softly and approached the moving group. "I'm Influx, a Neutral... I had just seen your err... rough, landing, and thought you might need some help. I have some medical knowledge if you need anything. I used to be a mne- a Neurosurgeon before the war, and before that I was a medic" He said, a bit wary and tense as he came closer, but trying his best to remain relaxed, and calm, and welcoming.RedOptics @scatterbeam Whirl Hexcode( Hexcode could you please, as courtesy, tag the people affected by your posts. Please? : )
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