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Post by npc on May 3, 2009 0:33:34 GMT -5
JadeCrusher had forgon the chair, the damned things never fit her right anyways, and was crouched in a resting, half sitting, position watching the monitors. A red flag went off as her optics traced over one of the sensors and she leaned over ta-taping a couple of keys, frowning, Something, not exactly an enemy? Was on the move. She opened up the comm and in her rather deeper than normal voice, "Amphibitron? Got something I think you should see..." Her optics never left the screen.
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Post by Amphibitron on May 17, 2009 19:42:28 GMT -5
It was a few moments before Amphibitron made it to the bridge. It was hard to tell exactly what he had been doing before; the grease on his face could have been fresh or old and he looked over-tired. He approached JadeCrusher from behind, rubbing his right eye a bit.
"Alright, what's the situation?" He asked, sounding more exhausted than annoyed or anything negative.
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Post by npc on May 24, 2009 12:12:36 GMT -5
She motioned to the screen, the odd reading showing up on it still, "This was what I wanted you to look at, situation unknown currently." She said, frowning from the crouch she was in. "Been gathering what information I can, but the sensors so far...they are calling it both a friend and a foe...."
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Post by Amphibitron on May 25, 2009 12:48:15 GMT -5
"Hmm. Probably best to treat it like the former but prepare like it's the latter." Amphibitron leaned over JadeCrusher's shoulder to get a closer look at the readings. "Can we establish contact? Is there anything that might determine just what it's capable of if it is in fact a threat?"
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Post by jadefallon on Jun 14, 2009 10:48:47 GMT -5
Her hand skimmed over the panel, as large as she was, she had an odd sort of grace about her as she worked, with her superior present, she frowned. "It defiantly has decepticon all over it, but...." She rubbed the back of her head and looked over at him, "It seems to be sending a cease fire broadcast..." Her optics narrowed at the screen, "Possibly a defector, sir?
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Post by Amphibitron on Jun 14, 2009 19:30:43 GMT -5
"Possibly." Amphibitron stared at the readings for a moment as he thought.
"Go to yellow alert or whatever it is this thing has. Shields and weapons at the ready, general quarters. But for now we'll see what it is they want. Can you get a communications lock?"
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Post by jadefallon on Jul 1, 2009 19:32:16 GMT -5
"Let me....." S/he tapped a few keys and nodded, "Communications lock aquired sir, I have hail available at your request" Her/his hand hovered above the button as s/he looked over at him.
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Post by Amphibitron on Aug 26, 2009 18:35:40 GMT -5
"Open hailing frequency." Amphibitron said before heading for the Captain's chair, sitting down. It didn't feel too different to him, much like how he sat behind his desk at Deva Corp.
"Ahoy. This is Acting Commander Amphibitron of the Neo-Autobot ship Magmatron. Our sensors have detected your vessel and received your cease-fire broadcast. Do you require assistance?"
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Post by tearoness on Sept 7, 2009 21:52:20 GMT -5
C> This Octane from the Neo-Decepticon ship, matter of fact I do need assistance I would like to request to speak to Blitzwing if this is possible Commander Amphibitron. this was Octane's reply to Amphibitron's message.
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