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Post by striker on Feb 7, 2016 19:03:07 GMT -5
Trailbreaker listened, cocking his head to one side and tapping his chin in thought, "Mhh... more like 'I beat someone bigger than me up, I'm awesome.' I think.
"this is why I'm never having sparklings" Striker coughed to himself. TBII snickered behind her hand at her boss
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Post by smokedtoast on Feb 7, 2016 20:25:25 GMT -5
Cutthroat visually cringed at the name, before blinking and glancing towards Ambus... then Tim. He had been preparing for something like this, he had known his bastard coder was under investigation... but he hadn't been expecting to exactly find out this. "Primus..." was the only response he could come up with before burying his face in his hands. Ambus placed a hand on his arm, a small gesture but all he could give the adopted youth at this moment. "Yes... his time in the Maximal Council had given him ideas. We had a sort of peace for such a time before the pretender tore it apart with the War of the Spark-" Ambus attempted to explain briefly, before hearing the shriek and turning to the door. Cutthroat remained solemn, ignoring the sound. Kamikaze turned as well, tilting his head lightly as Trailbreaker explained the situation. He mulled it over in his head, considering the possibilities. A thought came to mind. "Oh slag... Felis never answered the comm hails I sent him Mamacat." He responded, standing up. "I can check it out, maybe calm down the situation if need be..." Ambus looked to Trailbreaker oddly for a moment, then back to Artemis as if suddenly noticing something. A slow near smile came to his mustache face but he says nothing. Chokehold glances at her partner before a smirk comes across her face. "Yet everytime one slinks into your office, we find you later playfully taking care of it with one hand and working with the other Striker?"
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Post by artemisprime on Feb 8, 2016 13:13:46 GMT -5
Artemis cocked a brow to Trailbreaker. "So it doesn't concern you why they're doing their tribute to Whirl?" To Kami, she pointed to his seat. "No, you sit down. Trust me, if they're that keyed up, you don't want to be near them." Returning her attention to her mate, she asked, "so, either I go and get into a scuffle with them or you go and they pretend nothing bad happened. Which is it going to be? Because seriously, dealing with that attitude is still the better griping about the political climate."
"Wonder where they get that from," Hound harrumphed. Louder, he suggested, "We could see if Hoist and Grapple are around, though knowing Hoist he's likely got his hands full keeping Grapple from 'improving' the architecture."
Tim, having maintained his stoic "Don't pay attention to me, I'm just a heavy" expression, cracked, a wide smile breaking through. His leg jittered as quiet little whirs escaping his throat. Looked towards Ambus, brow raised as though asking for permission.
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Post by striker on Feb 8, 2016 14:05:05 GMT -5
Trailbreaker winced, blushing a little bit, "well, when you put it -that- way. Yes, I am suddenly very worried. Even though 'Raj is with them... which was why I wasn't until you said that." He grinned, "well 'mamacat' you wanna be good cop or bad cop?" he grinned teasingly, "And put the fear of Primus into whoever put them into that mood in the first place, regardless?"
Strike sputtered, "I-- well, of course you would." She countered, "If I don't pay attention to it they'll either keep bugging me-- which means I'll get no work done-- or they'll wander off into a potentially dangerous area of the building. And we can't have that, after all." she hoped she wasn't blushing, because she was feeling very, internally, flushed at the tone her partner was using-- it didn't help that TBII was -still- snickering, clearly enjoying the scene
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Post by smokedtoast on Feb 9, 2016 20:49:12 GMT -5
Ambus looked to his spawn for a moment with a thoughtful look, pausing ever so briefly before giving him a slight nod of approval. Anything to lighten the mood at this point. Cutthroat meanwhile glances over in Tim's direction through his hands, one eyeridge raised in a confused manner. To be fair to the young Neo Terrorcon, it wasn't like he had the -best- of parental unit examples. Especially after finding out that his coder had a hand in convincing him to try to kill his own brother. Kamikaze blinked but relinquished into his adopted mother's command, slinking down into his seat. A part of him wished he had tried to establish contact with Felis sooner. But that was the way his adopted brother was and he had to accept it. "Yes ma'am." He responded as he sat back down in his seat, crossing his arms in front of him. Chokehold just smirks further in response. "Yeah, but you're the head of everything my dear... you have minions to handle keeping them distracted. And it's not like you keep your door closed either. Slag, you even offer to take care of Roadgrabber when Trailie needs a breather to herself despite again, having people to handle that." She laughs softly to herself. "Liking kids isn't a bad thing. I'll even admit to liking the idea in principle, if not in practicality." Kamikaze smiles briefly for a moment, though there's a tinge of sadness to it. "Yeah, kids are great...Sparkiller's been a handful at times, but eh... she takes after her carrier..." He comments, trying to get more comfortable. Theres a small spark to that sadness, but he struggles to keep it together. There were more important things at hand after all.
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Post by artemisprime on Feb 13, 2016 3:58:43 GMT -5
"Safe to say we need to break for recess," Artemis sighed, just as she was caught in a massive hug from Tim. "Umph! Primus, Tim!" She laughed, returning the embrace. "It is wonderful to see you, kitten!"
Before she could do proper introductions, the large felinoid then faced the ursine and grabbed one of his hands with both of his. Pumping it furiously before moving to Hound and doing the same, Tim greeted, "Pleasure to meet you, sirs! My name's Intimidator Ambus, but everyone calls me Tim."
Hound, bemused, barked a laugh. "This one yours, Art? Just how many strays have you picked up in your travels?"
"Oh, I'm not a stray!" Tim corrected, oblivious to jest or jibe. "I'm a custom built MTO made from donor-on-file CNA...!" He frowned. "I could tell you how, but I don't quite understand the science behind it...that's more my brother's field of expertise."
Hound shifted his weight to regard Minimus Ambus. "Hate to break it to you, Magnus," he grinned, "but I think they may have mixed your CNA with Bluestreak's."
"Huh?" Tim shook his head. "That's impossible; I'm completely felinoid and besides, Bluestreak left for Hydrophena on a research mission before I came online." Hushed to Artemis, he whispered, "just don't bring it up to Az; he has a hard time accepting that."
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Post by striker on Feb 14, 2016 18:23:59 GMT -5
Trailbreaker blinked as his great paw of a hand was taken and shook, with a fairly strong grip too. He chuckled warmly, rubbing Tim's head, "good to meet you too, Tim." He gently elbowed the young bot, "Ignore Hound, he's just teasing you and Magnus." he explained, ruffling Tim's hair again, not at all perturbed his beloved had picked up "another stray" as Hound had put it.
TBII was curling up in her seat, arm wrapped around her legs, her other hand to her mouth as she tried to keep professional. At the moment it was damn-near impossible as she was currently -hurting- from trying to keep from laughing to hard-- both at Tim's antics as well as the positively tsundere attitude her boss had towards children. It was true, more than once, when she had to bring her child in, Strike had been there and happily took it upon herself to take care of the sparkling while TBII finished up the work that needed her attention. More than once she had come across the pair stretched out in the plush seat of the office, the tricera-femme's feet up on the best with her babe nestled against the large femme's gracious bossom, both having a quite content afternoon nap.
As it was now? Strike was flubbing and flustered, mouth gaping like some out-of-water animal needing to breathe. Cheeks bright red as her lover teased her, "I..well..." and turning even redder at Chokehold's apparent revelation about having a sparkling herself, "We... I... time, room...ghr..." she muttered, trying to busy herself with some datapads and trying to stay on task.
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Post by smokedtoast on Feb 14, 2016 21:38:57 GMT -5
Kami and even Cutthroat couldn't help but chuckle at strikes embarrassment. It really said something that this was the first time either had seen her so flustered. "Theres been a few, you'd be surprised how many punk kids Mamacat kept out of confinement- Az?" He looks on confused for a few moments before recognition kicked in. "Ah, right, sorry... he's been calling himself Felis for so long, kind of forgot." Slingshot just nodded in response, oddly in contemplation. He seems to be focusing his attention on Hound after the mention of Prowl... "A recess might be for the best. You may run into other Rivet's Fielders in the building, I'd just like to ask to keep an open mind if you recognize any of them. There are things we've all forgotten in the old days, information creep never went away." He pauses for a moment as if to choose his words lightly. "But as far as I've seen... it's not hostile, at worst we may have forgotten things that we had done that would have ruined this peace. I may not believe in the Oracle... but Primal is a part of cybertron's core. I can't help but believe he had a hand in this... He was a forgiver like Prime. I'm trying to be the same." Ambus glances in Slingshot's direction before turning his attention to the others. "Quite... I know for a fact it's the case Hound, though... a recess sounds good. I think we have time for people to get settled in before talking more about this. It's a lot to take in, especially when having been away from cybertron for so long." He notes Tims confusion abd replies. "Another bluestreak Intimidator... An old friend from the great war." He seems to take this as a precedent to speak up further. "The biggest shock might be when you meet one of our fellow predacon council members my friends... Functionalism... We have received back one that it took from us... and turned into one of our worst enemies." Chokehold smirks in response."What was that strike?" She seems amused by her reaction, until she noticed the others conversations. "Pfft, words words words... Senator Shockwave's back and fully functioning."
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Post by artemisprime on Apr 25, 2016 8:08:57 GMT -5
Upon mention of Shockwave, the mood died. Artemis curled her lip into a sneer, glinting fang. "How the hell is he operational?!" She snapped, hands balling to fists. "How did this get out of hand? We were supposed to have safeguards in place to prevent this brittle slag from happening again!"
Tim backed away slowly, ducking behind Trailbreaker. "This isn't gonna end well," he muttered, casting a worried glance to Ambus for help. Until this point, he only knew of one who'd able to talk Artemis down from a Wrecker rage; hopefully, there were now two who could tag team the now bristling jaguar Maximal.
It was Hound who spoke up next: "The last time we encountered Shockwave alive, he had broken through the Shadowplay," he reported. "And I do mean the last time alive; he was killed soon after. And if we want to go into hypothetics, even if his spark had survived, it should have reverted to its original programming...right?"
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Post by striker on Apr 27, 2016 22:54:00 GMT -5
Trailbreaker was there, an arm wrapped around his mate's waist, "Love... Art..." he whispered to her, "If he did die after you saw him last and if he's back now and it IS -that- Shockwave... I've heard about this Rivet's Field phenomenon... and Hound may have a point. It may not be the Decepticon Shockwave but the old Senator Shockwave that worked so hard FOR Cybertron Against the Functionists.
Strike just gave Chokehold a glare, seeing 'Tera's reaction. She did NOT feel like needing to tranquilize a guest and wasn't even sure she'd be able to
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Post by smokedtoast on May 17, 2016 22:58:17 GMT -5
Magnus considered his words carefully. "Artemis, Hound is correct on a number of levels... the last time that Shockwave was alive was the Dark Cybertron debacle. His last actions before ressurecting in the modern age were to convince Optimus and Megatron to execute him and destroy the time collapsing technology he had been using. This isn't the logic obsessed monster we've fought for so long... Shockwave is fully functioning and fully aware of their actions both good and bad over the last few centuries. And primus knows we needed the good to save part of this generation..." He takes a moment to look over to Cutthroat and nods lightly to him. Cutthroat clears his throat before speaking. "I don't know all he did during the great war ma'am, but I can say that the Shockwave I've met... she's helped me and my teammates a lot. There's no one else who knows more about outliers on the planet. Hellscream made sure of that before he started on his experiments... Until she started working with them, Sinnertwin couldn't utter a word without rupturing audio receptors... Unless you were one of us, you couldn't even stand in the same room as Rippersnapper without feeling the effects of the Fools Energon his body naturally excretes. I do know there's a lot of guilt there, more then anyone can ever live down. But still she helps out." Slingshot spoke up next. "She didn't come out of her 'disappearance' by her own intent... I asked her to come out of it for help. The onset of the Enhancers combined with the mutagenic nature of techno-organics... there's more Outliers then ever. I can only do so much and so can the others... we needed her expertise to make sure the weapons hellscream tried to turn these kids into could disarm themselves."
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Post by artemisprime on Jul 5, 2016 13:53:58 GMT -5
Lip still curled and fur bristled, Artemis squared her shoulders. "Primus, this got too complicated." To Hound and Trailbreaker, she growled, "this was a mistake. Gather the crew -- " and punctuating her next remark to her conjunx " -- get our sparkling -- the hell off-planet ASAP. Someone get me a sniper rifle; I'll finish this off."
With that, she pulled away from Trailbreaker, storming out of the room.
"Fragging hell, she's serious," Hound muttered.
"She can't be," Tim looked over at his sire. "Can she?"
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Post by striker on Jul 14, 2016 18:58:53 GMT -5
Trailbreaker frowned, following Artemis. The look he gave Hound and Tim, it spoke volumes, especially to Hound. She was never one to joke about things like this.
However, through all they've been through... something about this felt wrong. Shockwave had died, was this Shockwave -that- Shockwave? or was it reincarnation... memories aside, recycled spark aside... a new person... innocent of Shockwave's horrible crimes.
One thing he agreed on, it was all too confusing too quickly. ==== Strike frowned, getting up from her seat, "No one alert Security. I don't want them hurt, I'll handle this myself." she said, stomping heavily off after Trailbreaker and Artemis.
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Post by smokedtoast on Aug 31, 2016 22:47:34 GMT -5
Slingshot grimaced, not sure what to say at this point. Things had gotten out of hand so quickly, but he couldn't fault Chokehold's words. It was something that Artemis would have found out one way or another in time. He couldn't help but worry what this meant about their chances of stopping another war. He just nods in Strike's direction as she left the room, heading after Artemis. Ultra Magnus rubbed his jaw as Artemis left, before turning in Tim's direction. "She very well could at this point... Shockwave is a sore spot with anyone who remembers the great war Tim." He responded, looking in his direction. "His deeds as a Decepticon long outlived his deeds as an Autobot Senator. The Amnesty Acts for Rivet Fielders is likely the only reason that... she still walks amongst us. Of course, the same could be said for a number of cybertronians." He explained with a slight nod. Kami covered his own head with his hands, disheartened by the whole situation. "Felis is with Bedlam... if anyone can get through to her, it's him right?..." He suggests meekly, trying to keep his cool. He did not expect things to go pear shape so quickly... but few would in his condition. He was an optimist at heart. He takes a moment to look at Tim, a look of realization before his face sags in disbelief. "Slag it Deva..." He manages to mutter to himself and no one in particular. "Teeb, are you sure you want to be here for this?" He asks, looking to his newly discovered to be sibling in law. It was getting worse after all. Singshot finally spoke up, addressing Hound. "My apologies Hound, I did not mean for things to come off this... confusing. We really were trying to handle the situation ourselves. Even stepping down and allowing Magnus to take my place as head of the council only hindered the progress made." Cutthroat just watched Striker head after
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