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Post by striker on Mar 10, 2011 10:48:12 GMT -5
Striker chuckled, "I wouldn't know what to call it, I don't keep up with names or fashion trends" she blushed a bit. "All I can really say is that I've had this form since the 'beast wars' and was reformatted along with the others who fought the 'Battle of the Spark' before the planet itself was reformatted. I've been this way since, though... ah...boss lady here is responcible for my frames latest alterations..."
"Wow you go that far back?" Trailbreaker asked, her protoform latched onto T2's extended arm and tugging gently on it.
Striker nodded, "yup. I'm an 'old hat' you could say."
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Post by hare on Mar 10, 2011 10:54:21 GMT -5
As if on cue, there was a knock on the door.
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Cooper was behind the door, drinking a mug full of Energon. She appeared to be a little bit exhausted. She spent the last few days running around the company. Those last couple of days were very hectic. She barely had time to recharge her batteries and almost forgot to meet their new co-worker.
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Post by striker on Mar 10, 2011 14:31:03 GMT -5
Striker opened the door for the newcomer, "cooper, I'm guessing?"
The new head of security took in the femme at the door. Small, looked like a fox for an altmode, and very very tired, "you don't look to well--"
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Post by hare on Mar 11, 2011 1:28:14 GMT -5
The fox bot yawns and uses her free hand to cover her mouth. "Hole in one, sir. Cooper one of main guards here. We were dealing with a boatload of crap a couple of weeks ago. Dealing with a Brotherhood attack, training a couple of our interns and employees and send them off to the Neo Autobots and...the floor looks mighty comfortable right now." Even though it sounded like a joke or cheap quip, she meant every word of it. That's how tried she is. Cooper looks at the new head of security. "How's the place treating you?"
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Post by striker on Mar 11, 2011 1:55:57 GMT -5
"I dunno. I just got her and met you, T2 and Trailbreaker" Striker said, "And no "sir" I work for a living" she raised an optic ridge, "... primus, you ARE tired."
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 11, 2011 23:03:09 GMT -5
Transmutate smirks at the last comment by Striker. "Better now then later on. I know from experience, if the little interns can get away with it... they'll prank you. I used to be one of them. Biggest mistake of my spark-life... and I don't regret a thing." The last part sounds final, as if this is something she's debated on a long time. The hand tugged by the protoform moves closer... before tickling the young one in her pouch.  Chokehold nods as she walks up, places hand on cooper's shoulder. "Yeah... one of the reasons you're here is to give Cooper a break Striker. Even with her enhanced endurance, working as a guard and coordinating us is pretty bad. We found her asleep in the locker room last night... she hadn't made it out of the building without passing out." |
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Post by striker on Mar 11, 2011 23:06:49 GMT -5
"... oh, that is gonna change" Striker said simply, crossing her arms over her torso, "-- this just won't do. Looks like I really am gonna shake things up just so I can take care of my Minions."
She cracked a grin, "I am a beneficent Overlord, you see"
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Post by hare on Mar 14, 2011 23:17:57 GMT -5
"That's great. I didn't know how long I would hold up. Thanks, boss." Copper said before yawing once more. "Thanks for letting this lackey get some rest." After she said that, she falls facedown onto the floor. She started to snore. Meanwhile, the interns heard of the regime change. Or the change in security. The employees and interns decide to welcome Striker into the fold. In their own special, warped way.
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Post by striker on Mar 15, 2011 23:06:29 GMT -5
Later that day ---
Striker was leaning back in her seat and reading a data-pad, her feet up on her desk, one foot tapping to a wordless tune she was humming
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 16, 2011 23:04:50 GMT -5
As Striker continues to read through his datapad, a smaller green, orange, and purple transformer peeked his way around the entrance. Delta had also heard about the newcomer and wanted to get his feel of just how well they were going to get along, even as he slinked into the room. "Striker, right?" He speaks up, likely shocking the gruffled veteran with how easily and silently he's slipped into the room.
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Post by striker on Mar 16, 2011 23:07:49 GMT -5
Striker looked over the top of the data-pad she was reading, nodding.
"I am. You are--" she looked at the newcomer, not actually surprised at all. Probably due to her background or something.
Or, maybe the data-pad had a small vid-window keyed to a camera watching the door so she could read but see anyone coming in
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 20, 2011 6:58:28 GMT -5
The skinny lizard bot bowed lightly in response. "Delta, head of medical R and D. I've heard some good things about you, figured I'd stop in and introduce myself since my department gets the most trouble." He responds with a light soft chuckle, even as he offers a hand. "I've heard you've even agreed to fight in a match in a couple cycles. Some of my assistants are already taking bets on the fight. How'd she do it so quickly?" He asks with a soft smile. Between his build and the neon colors of his alt mode, if not for his tone and body language it would be quite easy to mistake him for a fem bot.
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Post by striker on Mar 20, 2011 19:12:40 GMT -5
Striker took Delta's hand, shaking it firmly, "Honest? Not exactly sure myself at this point. It's all been kinda a blur since this morning." She took in Delta's form, giving a little smirk, "So, what have you heard of me? I gotta keep on top of any nasty rumors"
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 26, 2011 7:01:51 GMT -5
"Heard you got drafted in by some nerdy friend out of the academy. Some of the interns are saying he's the one who kagirled you with an experiment or two. Things tend to go overboard when you mention those types around here, they've seen too many of the mad scientists screw someone's spark up." He can't help but reply with a chuckle. "At least one of the previous vehicon captains from the old days works in pharmaceuticals nowadays after a personality adjustment and gender bending from one of the others. Did ... 'him' a load of good I think, couldn't let go of megatron's tyranical enforcement of the 'law'." Delta replied again as he finishes shaking his hand.
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Post by striker on Mar 26, 2011 20:28:48 GMT -5
Strike laughed, surprisingly pleased at the "girly" sound that came out
"I was the nerd, he was the Slamball jock, actually." she corrected, "and just between you and me and the walls? Deva did this so I wouldn't be attacked by some idiot intern or something. Again, just between you an' me"
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