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Post by Cryptic on Oct 29, 2007 11:05:51 GMT -5
Cheetara nodded to Streetwise. "Dispatch them then."
Ravage rolled his eyes and went back to being the good kitty in little Meg's lap.
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Post by smokedtoast on Oct 29, 2007 14:04:23 GMT -5
Streetwise nods lightly, tapping his com-link and contacting his friends. “Hotspot, Groove, First-Aid. Cheets says to meet up at the location I sent you… we’ve got some civilians that need evacuation going on now.” He pauses for a moment, before looking over at Meg and Ravage… before adding. “And watch out, Decepticon cuteness is on an uprise.” He couldn’t help but say it, it just so fitted the situation at the moment and he knew it would help relieve some of the tension in the room.
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Post by tearoness on Nov 4, 2007 11:43:00 GMT -5
IC: Jazz ::Quitley slipped into the Council Chambers as he listened to coversation he would later get filled in as to what he missed. I waited in the corner for Blaster and the others::
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Post by smokedtoast on Nov 5, 2007 12:04:16 GMT -5
Blaster followed Jazz in suit, though he manages to head over to the group still talking before his friend can notice. Streetwise blinks and looks down, before picking up the younger autobot and looking at him carefully. Blaster waves lightly and responds. "What's up yall?"
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Post by tearoness on Nov 14, 2007 19:53:30 GMT -5
IC: Jazz ::Waved backed to Blaster:: "listening up on the conversation. I'll get more info after the meeting is done as to what we have missed so far,"
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Post by Cryptic on Nov 18, 2007 22:26:03 GMT -5
Cheetara looked over the gathering and sighed. /I so need a drink right now./
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Post by hare on Nov 19, 2007 10:01:01 GMT -5
Scaletalon and Huffer were in one of the council member's office, playing some video games. "Dude, use the Grenade Launcher!" Huffer said while eating the Reuben Sandwich. Scaletalon was really hitting the buttons with reckless abandon. Blades looks at the two stoners. "Besides that, we'll be off now, Boss lady," Blades said as she prepares to leave. "Com'on, big guy. And before we go, check your pockets one more time."
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Post by smokedtoast on Nov 19, 2007 14:10:27 GMT -5
~I wish I could ablidge.~ Came the inklings of a telepathic message, one very familiar to Cheetara through her memories of cheets. ~Optimus Feral, I'm about to transport you and your fellow council members to a better hub of communication and organization.... Prime has managed to activate Teletran-1 and utilize it in correcting many of the computer problems caused by this crisis, but they need staff to utilize and protect it while they take care of the more metaphysical aspects of this crisis. Are you and your council ready?~ Primus responds calmly and with a tone of ease in his voice.
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Post by Cryptic on Nov 19, 2007 22:56:37 GMT -5
~As ready as we can be. Just... make sure some one has somethignt o entertain them with. I sware some have ADHD or something.~~ Cheets replied closeing her eyes just becore she doubled over shifting again. This time the change was acompanied by a primal scream as she shifted TM2. ~Slag that hurt worse the the first time it happened.~
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Post by smokedtoast on Nov 20, 2007 9:55:46 GMT -5
Primus replies calmly over the telepathic channel. ~Indeed, I could feel it from here... something strange is definitely afoot, I cannot tell why you are having these shiftings at this time.~ A few moments later there's a flash of light as many of the council members present are transported to Teletran-1's location. ooc: over to in the city of Iacon guys!
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Post by Cryptic on Nov 20, 2007 18:15:46 GMT -5
~Don't worry about it, i'll work through it. least my head seems clear of the feral mode this time.~
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