[Original RPG] End of the Line: Riptide (Nemesis)
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"Yes, commander" Sixshot replied over his comm-link as he slowly got up, then hurried out of the Annihilator and moving to board the Nova.
"Yes, commander" Sixshot replied over his comm-link as he slowly got up, then hurried out of the Annihilator and moving to board the Nova.
"So now I'm asking more of you than I have before. Maybe all. Sure as I know anything, I know this, they will try again. Maybe on another world, maybe on this very ground swept clean. A year from now, ten? They'll swing back to the belief that they can make people better. And I do not hold to that. So no more runnin'. I aim to misbehave" - Captain Mal Reynolds
Private Meeting Room
After a long and seemingly directionless trek through the ship's myriad corridors, Gigatron finally stopped at an indescript door among a row of others. The metal slab slid away, the lights within came up, and Gigatron strode in. The Decepticon leader sauntered around to the back of the room's single fixture, an empty table with a lone chair facing away from the door. Gigatron motioned Soundwave and Nightracer to follow him into the room, then extended a palm toward the chair with his gaze on Sunstreaker.
"Sit," he said plainly. "And let's hear more about this proposal of yours."
After a long and seemingly directionless trek through the ship's myriad corridors, Gigatron finally stopped at an indescript door among a row of others. The metal slab slid away, the lights within came up, and Gigatron strode in. The Decepticon leader sauntered around to the back of the room's single fixture, an empty table with a lone chair facing away from the door. Gigatron motioned Soundwave and Nightracer to follow him into the room, then extended a palm toward the chair with his gaze on Sunstreaker.
"Sit," he said plainly. "And let's hear more about this proposal of yours."
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Hatemonger got onto his com to the Nova and Black Heart.
"If you are ready make leave for the Autobot bases and begin your missions we need the cities to be defenseless before we arrive and attack. Remember your mission window." He said as he watched the Nova's engines begin to power up.
"You got it!" Cryotek said as he saw Sixshot found his way into the shuttle. As the Nova lifted off Cryotek activated the stealth unit and the shuttle took off towards the Autobot Cities.
"If you are ready make leave for the Autobot bases and begin your missions we need the cities to be defenseless before we arrive and attack. Remember your mission window." He said as he watched the Nova's engines begin to power up.
"You got it!" Cryotek said as he saw Sixshot found his way into the shuttle. As the Nova lifted off Cryotek activated the stealth unit and the shuttle took off towards the Autobot Cities.
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Sunstreaker had made sure to keep a close eye on all of his surroundings. He had to remember the way back to the exit just in case of his plan not running ever so smoothly. He stepped into the room and took note that it was more than likely an interrogation room. Made sense though, he was a former Autobot.
Sunstreaker moved past Gigatron and sat down in the chair and looked out of the corner of his optics trying to figure out what tricks this room had, if any.
"The proposal is simple. Our planet is being held by invaders. I don't like it, and the Autobots don't seem to care. They also don't want to let me go back. I need a shuttle, by any means necessary." Sunstreaker's tone was cold, almost uncaring even towards his new cause.
Sunstreaker moved past Gigatron and sat down in the chair and looked out of the corner of his optics trying to figure out what tricks this room had, if any.
"The proposal is simple. Our planet is being held by invaders. I don't like it, and the Autobots don't seem to care. They also don't want to let me go back. I need a shuttle, by any means necessary." Sunstreaker's tone was cold, almost uncaring even towards his new cause.
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Spyglass couldn't help but get sucked into Bugly's prying optics, and a trembling hand moved to tug at Viewfinder's arm. The latter batted him off, keeping his optics to the floor and simply waiting for the journey to end...
(OOC: To the warzone then?)
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Private Meeting Room
When his escorts and guest had entered, Gigatron snapped his fingers to shut the door. The room was silent (except perhaps to Soundwave, who could likely hear the distant generators humming and conversations beyond the virtually soundproof walls), empty, and a bit stuffy. The single ceiling light was far from comforting. Gigatron clasped his hands at his back and paced slowly and casually in front of the table while Sunstreaker spoke.
"And you're willing to sell out your former comrades to have it," he concluded. "You certainly understand the logistics of this endeavour. In order to effect such a transaction, your end of the deal must be fulfilled first."
Gigatron stopped in his tracks and turned to face the table. He leaned down slowly, bringing his arms forward to place his palms on the table's edge and sneer at Sunstreaker maliciously.
"So let's hear what you have to say, hm?"
Spyglass couldn't help but get sucked into Bugly's prying optics, and a trembling hand moved to tug at Viewfinder's arm. The latter batted him off, keeping his optics to the floor and simply waiting for the journey to end...
(OOC: To the warzone then?)
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Private Meeting Room
When his escorts and guest had entered, Gigatron snapped his fingers to shut the door. The room was silent (except perhaps to Soundwave, who could likely hear the distant generators humming and conversations beyond the virtually soundproof walls), empty, and a bit stuffy. The single ceiling light was far from comforting. Gigatron clasped his hands at his back and paced slowly and casually in front of the table while Sunstreaker spoke.
"And you're willing to sell out your former comrades to have it," he concluded. "You certainly understand the logistics of this endeavour. In order to effect such a transaction, your end of the deal must be fulfilled first."
Gigatron stopped in his tracks and turned to face the table. He leaned down slowly, bringing his arms forward to place his palms on the table's edge and sneer at Sunstreaker maliciously.
"So let's hear what you have to say, hm?"
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Black Heart:
Bludgeon: -hits control on console, bringing the shuttle's cloaking device online-
Fangry: -fur tingling as the cloaking systems come online-
Black Heart:
Bludgeon: -hits control on console, bringing the shuttle's cloaking device online-
Fangry: -fur tingling as the cloaking systems come online-
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Sunstreaker just gave Gigantron a half grin and nodded towards Nightracer.
"Get the Fem-bot to run and get me a list of available ships. Before I talk I want my choice of ships. I will need something to run through any Quintesson planetary defences." He spoke calmly, not responding t the fact the Decepticons were going to try and treat his as an interrogation. He was walking a tight-rope over a smelting pool, but he could pull it off, he hoped anyhow.
"Get the Fem-bot to run and get me a list of available ships. Before I talk I want my choice of ships. I will need something to run through any Quintesson planetary defences." He spoke calmly, not responding t the fact the Decepticons were going to try and treat his as an interrogation. He was walking a tight-rope over a smelting pool, but he could pull it off, he hoped anyhow.
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Soundwave decided that Autobots were not to be trusted. His very instincts cried out to him that this one was treacherous - Autobots seemed to be guided be illogical desires and needs. This one would be no different.
He began an analysis of Sunstreakers voice patterns - searching for the tell-tale discrepances that occured in speech patterns when an indiviual was telling lies...
He began an analysis of Sunstreakers voice patterns - searching for the tell-tale discrepances that occured in speech patterns when an indiviual was telling lies...
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Private Meeting Room
"The femme-bot," Gigatron spat, "is far more qualified than secretarial duties."
After taking a moment to glare at Sunstreaker, Gigatron turned and walked to the wall, on which he tapped a secret spot that slid away to reveal a computer terminal. Following a brief string of commands, Gigatron removed the terminal (in fact an implanted datapad) and slid it across the table before Sunstreaker. On it was a brief list of four ships, all blockade-runners. One was a confiscated human smuggling ship, one was an ancient Second War model, and one had contracted a rust disease.
"Our fleet is stretched thin presently," Gigatron stated unapologetically. "Most of our vessels are undertaking complete overhaul."
Gigatron glanced at Soundwave from the corner of his optics while Sunstreaker perused the list. He considered asking the comm officer to initiate a brain-scan, but he decided he'd play the Autobot's game for now. Besides, he wasn't entirely sure yet he would trust the results...
"The femme-bot," Gigatron spat, "is far more qualified than secretarial duties."
After taking a moment to glare at Sunstreaker, Gigatron turned and walked to the wall, on which he tapped a secret spot that slid away to reveal a computer terminal. Following a brief string of commands, Gigatron removed the terminal (in fact an implanted datapad) and slid it across the table before Sunstreaker. On it was a brief list of four ships, all blockade-runners. One was a confiscated human smuggling ship, one was an ancient Second War model, and one had contracted a rust disease.
"Our fleet is stretched thin presently," Gigatron stated unapologetically. "Most of our vessels are undertaking complete overhaul."
Gigatron glanced at Soundwave from the corner of his optics while Sunstreaker perused the list. He considered asking the comm officer to initiate a brain-scan, but he decided he'd play the Autobot's game for now. Besides, he wasn't entirely sure yet he would trust the results...
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The femme- Con gave no outward sign ( besides a brief light up of the optics) that she heard Sunstreaker's comment, inward was another story. While she wouldn't call what she felt anger, it was general dislike.
" It doesn't matter if you win or lose,
it's how much damage you cause to
the other party."
it's how much damage you cause to
the other party."
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Sunstreaker could only stop most of the grin, but it still crept onto his face. Better judgement told him to hold his vocoder But you're not? he thought, aware that maybe Soundwave could pick it up.
"Ah, my apologies." Sunstreaker quietly said as he took the data pad. "As long as they get through, I don't care. I won't need it for a return mission." He immediately noted to take the second one, since he knew how to atleast pilot it and looked up.
"What do you need to know?" He asked Gigatron
"Ah, my apologies." Sunstreaker quietly said as he took the data pad. "As long as they get through, I don't care. I won't need it for a return mission." He immediately noted to take the second one, since he knew how to atleast pilot it and looked up.
"What do you need to know?" He asked Gigatron