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Post by smokedtoast on Feb 10, 2011 21:54:30 GMT -5
Suzume sighed to herself as she started to rub her temples, looking at the news reports of the local planet. Things were just getting worse for the planet they had landed on. The two group's earlier confrontations had gone well, but since then their enemies had learned a great deal of their tricks. The bots had grown to utilizing the Rangers and Tracer's team far too much of late, barely managing to keep the slow increase of attacks at bay. A number of members of the group had to be sent home due to the increase in injuries... It still worried her that they had not heard back from those ships, especially after Wavebreaker had spotted signs they had sent a ship of their own back to cybertron. It was time to take a stand again, but that would require a more... strategic touch. A quickly breaking news story caught her eye as she swiftly made a decision. "Any available combatants, please report to the communications room. We may have a mission that's a go."
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Post by tearoness on Feb 11, 2011 20:57:37 GMT -5
Slag walked towards the galley for a good stiff drink it seems as of lately things have been moving way to fast and hte thenemy was like a shadow lurking around waiting to attack when they had a chance.
Slag and Strong were the few that were left after a small group of the team were sent back to Cybertron due to the injuries they required, sighing as she entered the galley to see that Strong was there and the only one and Strong sitting at the usual table stepping over to the table, "hey Strong it looks like you read my mind mind if I do?' she asked softly.
Strong had only been in the galley for a few minutes, looking over to Slag one could see the increasing attack were wearing everyone down, "go right ahead Slag think both of us could use a stiff drink though you might like one," Strong smiled.
She poured two shots of the liquor in the shot glasses raising it for a toast or whatever," Here's to a little peace and quite,"
Slag raised her glass, "Primus do we need a little peace and quite it's been a zoo around here lately."
"Agreed," Strong said as she downed the shot and refilled it.
Slag quicly downed her and Strong refilled her as well.
No sooner they had their second shot over the comm. Came Suzume's voice saying any available warriors report to communication room for a possible mission.
Both girls just moaned, "well there goes that down the drain," Strong said standing up and setting the shot glass down on the table.
"No rest for the wicked as they say," Slag said setting her glass down and both girls headed to the communications room once there they took a seat and waited for anyone else that was not doing something or were not out on a mission already.
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Post by smokedtoast on Feb 16, 2011 10:43:01 GMT -5
Suzume smiled for a brief moment as the two entered. 'I was hoping you were one of those to respond stronghug. We have a situation with Halfshell thats come up.' She explained as she brought a viewscreen over. 'No sign of the other seacons yet... But I would send back up with you just in case.'
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Post by tearoness on Feb 19, 2011 21:19:07 GMT -5
Strong saw that Suzume was happy that she had responed to her request, she smiled at her commander, as Suzume was saying that there was a situation with Halfshell that has quickly arisen.
Seeing Halfshell on the screen, Suzume saying that there were no sign of the other Seascons at the moment. Strong knew all to well Halfshell wouldn't be alone for long it would only be a matter of time before the other Seacons would show their ugly faces. and that Suzume would send back up just to be on the safe side.
Slag listend adn watched the screen, "I'll go with Stronghug as back up unless you have someone else in mind Suzume," Slag said with concern.
Slag also knew that Seacons were more trouble together as a team than most teams she has seen together and the Seacons fought like the devil very dirty.
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Post by hare on Feb 21, 2011 21:20:01 GMT -5
While Suzume was summoning any operatives, an IM appears inside Suzume's computer. It was an IM from the team's resident long range elimination expert Tracer. ~I gotten your message. I accept the mission.~The text simply said.
Meanwhile in her quarters, the Greyhound femme was quietly sitting in the barely lit room, putting the finishing touches on her rifle. Tracer should be relaxing after that breakout from the Neo Decepticons' holding cell and being constantly on call. Should is a keyword. The Neo Decepticons made their move in a big way. And now their paying for it. Because of that, she and her team and the Rangers were contastly on call because of that.
She had some minor dents and bruises but nothing that couldn't be fixed. However, that femme she met. The one that they called Discharge. There was something about her that rubbed her the wrong way. Maybe it was the tactics that they're much missed former squad leader taught them. Or maybe it was the fact that she LOOKED like their much missed leader. She felt a connection there. Whatever it was, it had to wait. She had a mission to complete.
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Post by hare on Feb 21, 2011 23:30:32 GMT -5
In the hallways, two teens are making way towards the communication room. One was a tall femme with black feather wings and appears to have some characteristic of a white tiger and a young male with beast mode that was a mix of a Ferret and a Mustang was walking next to the femme, with a can of Energon cold in his hand. "Finally, we get some action around for once, cuz! Night patrol was getting boring anyways!" Darkwing said excited. Silverwing just nonchantly drinking the cola. "I don't about you, cuz. I been wanting to bang some skulls in for the longest time!" Silverwing just rolled his eyes in annoyance while he's finishing the last of his energon cola.
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Post by smokedtoast on Feb 22, 2011 23:21:58 GMT -5
"I was thinking the two of you going in myself... with some of the newbies as long range backup." Suzume responds calmly, leaning forward and resting her chin on her hands. She couldn't help but think about what had happened to the others they sent off... she wasn't going to take any chances this time. "If need be, they move in... but they have to have your ok, understand?"
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Post by tearoness on Feb 26, 2011 18:18:37 GMT -5
Both of the girls listen to what Suzume had planned out so far for the mission, that she would be going on the mission and a few of new arrivals and Long Range as back-up.
Both see Suzume rest her chin on her hand, they knew now exhausted Suzume was and with her sending alot of the original members back because injuries and getting new soldiers and they had to be broken in and quickly and brought up to speed as quickly as possible of what is happening and that was a huge task for Suzum. It also look like to both of them that Suzume wasn't going to take any chances and they couldn't blame her one bit.
Suzume speaks again saying if need to be they would move in but they have to have their okay and asked if they understood.
Both of the girls looked at each there were no words exhcanged but the expression in their eyes showed their answer, they both understood the situation, they look back to Suzume, "we fully understand the situation when do we depart for the mission?"
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Post by smokedtoast on Feb 27, 2011 0:46:05 GMT -5
"As soon as possible." Was the quick and simple reply Suzume gave, before typing a simple reply onto the desk to Tracer. ~Understood. Team will be meeting to move out in a few microcycles.~
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Post by tearoness on Feb 27, 2011 17:17:37 GMT -5
Slaf and Strong were surprised that Suzume wanted to move out this quickly not having the team assembled, they both understood and nodded ot their commander standing up, "meet you in the docking bay in 20 minutes."
Both girls step out of the command center and walk towards their quarters to get the needed gear for the mission.
"Strong need to head to the armory to get a few weapons, I have a feeling that my daggers are not going ot be enough for this missioin and I will also pick up a first aid kit just incase," Slag said as she vered off to the left and headed to the armory.
Strong headed to her quarters all her weapons were there plus the extra supplies to go with them. Once inside she colleceted her weapons loaded them and tucked them aways along with the extra ammo for them it only took her about 10 minutes and she stepped out of her quarters and headed to the docking bay waiting for the team to meet there.
Slag quickly reached the armory she quickly went through the laser rifles and picked out a couple laser rifles, went down the photon cannon isle and picked out one photon cannon and then picked out two laser pistols one for her and one for Strong, not that Strong needed any more weapons she had a some pretty heavy weapons to begin with but it wouldn't hurt to have a spare on hand just incase one of her other weapons got jammed.
Quickly filling out the paper for the weapons she was taking and then signing it she then leaves the paperword for the bot that was on duty and left.
Quickly heading to medbay she moved to the back and picked up first aid kit then left Medbay and headed to her quarters picking up her daggers a whole lot of them stepping out of her quarters and headed to the docking bay.
After reaching the docking bay she stood next to Strong, "thought you might need this I know you have enough weapons don't hurt to have a back up," Slag said with smile and handed the pistol to with 4 extra clips to Strong.
"Thank Slag it will help as a back up," Strong said taking the pistol and storing it away.
"I see that you made a few good choices you ar eright about your feeling about the extra weapons those daggers probably are not going to be enough especially if we are going up against Halfshell and his lot. Most likely the rest of Halfshells team is out there waiting to jump in to help Halfshell."
Slag just modded as she quickly loaded the weapons that she had in hand.
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Post by hare on Mar 8, 2011 0:50:53 GMT -5
Tracer was silently walking through the corridors, with her trademark modified sniper rifle slung over on her back, looking calm, professional and focusing the mission at hand. She sends Suzume another IM. ~Who am I partnered with?~She simply asks.
The sniper opens her hip compartments to check on something. She put some spare ammuntion in both of her hip compartments. On her right, she have a case that yields traditional high caliber bullets and her left, a case that holds energy cells. Just in case if some of the Neo-Decepticons are entirely mechanical and regular bullets won't be enough. If things starts to get really rough, which she hopes won't be the case, she have some explosive bullets safely stored in her hip compartment as well. But knowing this, it's probably going to get a bit worse. Tracer decided to make a quick detour towards the armory and infirmary to get some first aid kit. This is going to be a long day.
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"Halfshell?! That would mean the Seacons may not be far behind." Silverfang noted while he was following his cousin to the armory "What the frack we're going to do when they decide to merge? We don't have Rangers and Trinity to help us out right now!"
"We do what we always do," Darkclaw told her cousin as she cocks her shotgun loudly. "We hit hard. If that fails, we hit even harder. And try not to get slagged. Wash, rinse, spin, repeat, cash the fucking check. It's not like we took on gestalt crew before by ourselves." Darkclaw sounded confident about dealing with Halfshell and the rest of the Seacons. She maded it sound so easy.
"One, we had plenty of people. Two, we had high powered transectors. Three, we barely dented them in merge form. Four, we were lucky. And by lucky, I mean we almost got slagged!" Silverwing reasoned with his cousin as they make way towards the armory.
Darkclaw smiles at her cousins and lightly patted on his armored shoulder. "And that's why Rocket Launchers and Fusion Cannons were invented." Silverwing sighed and starting to wish he was in quarters right now. **************** "I'm one-hundred percent, guys! I'm fine! Let's go bust up those walking Red Lobster entrees!" Landsaurus shouted trying to force himself through the door but his siblings, Skysaurus and Seasaurus were forcefully restraining him. "Let me go! We should be out there!"
"You just broke out of the Neo Decepticons! Windwhisper says you should be resting!" Seasaurus grunted while trying to restrain her brother, but was slowly failing.
"And going out there getting yourself bang up again won't help anybody. If you get slag up, our tailpipes will be in the fire as well!" Sky told Land while trying to restrain him, but like his sister, failing to do so.
"Dammit!" Land howled.
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 16, 2011 23:10:52 GMT -5
ooc: Psst, Hare... I was hoping not to get overwhelmed by 15 characters to 1. XD bic: ~Stronghug and Slagcruncher are your main offense force Tracer. Silverfang and Darkwing are to be laying surpportive fire, unless evac is needed. We don't want to send more bodies home.~ Suzume responded as she started to rub her eyes, hearing the outcome outside as she walked into the hallway. "Land." She responded softly as she walked over, placing a hand on his shoulder. The two had shared a close friendship as Land had often let her goof around with him, including periods of suzume having a moment to act the parent she wanted to be. "We need to do this strategically... you need to rest. I don't want to have to send you home as well, ok?"
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Post by hare on Mar 18, 2011 0:09:51 GMT -5
He knew she was right. She sent a lot of people after what happend with their last encounter with the Neo Decepticons and he was barely 100% himself. That jailbreak and fighting through the Horrorcons drained him. Substaining some physical injuries didn't do him a lot favors too. "Sure." Land agreed with Suzume. He also added "But make sure they're still some Decepticreeps left for me."
Tracer received the IM. ~Understood~She simply responded.
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 27, 2011 23:39:45 GMT -5
Suzume just smiled as she pats her friend on the chest. "I'm sure there will be plenty left for you Land. They keep crawling out of the woodwork." She thinks for a second before sending a private IM over the communicators to those assigned to the mission. It contains the coordinates for the latest incursion, something that should make it that much easier for the group to head to the location. "Now lets get you some rest, ok?"
ooc: I'll set up the thievery thread tomorrow.
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Post by smokedtoast on May 6, 2011 0:05:27 GMT -5
TIME SKIP A BIT Something about the robberies still bugged Suzume as she headed to the Med bay. It was obviously technology used to treat someone of their race... but she just didn't have the intelligence needed. Luckily, she knew of at least one well trained medic on staff from the team they took back onto their ship. She takes a moment to knock before asking. "Windwhisper, you in there? Got something to talk to you about." ooc: that's right, Darkstatic's coming back.
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