Autobot Ship (Nevada/California)

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Turbojet eased up in attitude a little from the time he spent watching the intruder. He looked at the door he came out of; with no signs of anyone else coming...yet. He sighed a little then rested his head on the wall. In about a couple minutes Turbo deployed a CLUTCH drone and, started practicing his hand to hand combat skills. He only spent a couple minutes doing this before he turned his attention back to the intruder continuing his guarding assignment.

[Mellow]

From out of one of the pods stepped a visibly shaken Steamwright. The last thing the mechanic remembered was their ship taking heavy damage, and he was heading for a pod. Still, he was awake and alive, if somewhat dizzy, and that was really all that mattered to him.

"I'm okay." he said to himself as he shook his head to try and clear it. He took a step forward and almost fell forwards. Not off to the best start, then.

[shadowcat9279]

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Jumpstart had briefed Sunduster on route up to the bridge, advising her of the ship's apparent status post crash - they'd made land on an evidently biological, carboniferous planet - and that was about as much as the medic knew at this point in time. He'd been starting basic triage and calling in reports when Towreck had commanded everyone on up to the bridge. Taking his leave on queue from Towreck, he nodded an apology to the femme and handed over her immediate care to Tecton.



Taking a brief stock of his onboard kit, the medic decided he had enough to deal with most eventualities and followed the lead of the other two with an irritable, "Let's get this slaggin' fiasco dealt with, I got real repairs an' real casualties t' deal with an' I'll stick chips this fraggin' 'Con's playin' us f'r a bunch've fragwit drones. Y' want my recommendation, level the fragger an' throw him in the slammer."

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Sunduster nodded to Jumpstart in understanding.  It sounded like things were a bit of a mess still so she would have to keep her urge to rush out and explore this strange new world.  She gave a smile to Tecton.  "Well I guess I'm all yours.  I'm Sunduster."

[Cutlass Rebooted]

"HOW THE FRAG DID HE FIND US?!" Cutlass storms over to a control console. "We're still cloaked!"
Tecton also runs over to a console leaving Volca to sit herself down in the nearest available seat. "We're only partially cloaked. The ship is attempting to keep us undetected but it appears there is something restricting the power."

The ship from the outside looks ghostly and translucent, but thankfully still keeping the occupants hidden.

Cutlass still quite mad follows Towreck outside.

Tecton sets up the ship's computer to find the source of the problem, setting up a task list for the drones to fix the damage once detected. He looks over to Volca who is sitting comfortably, then turns to Sunduster. "So what am I to help with?"

[Volume]

Black Hole was quiet, the medic she would be work with had sworn more times that she could count but she shrugged it off and followed the three mechs."Jumper sir, may I ask why you're so annoyed? You don't have to answer me if don't wish to..." There you go again Black Hole! You don't need to say sir and ma'am anymore!

[cartmantuttle]

Long Shot pulled out his sniper rifle, and set himself up on the bridge, as he was told to do. He found the perfect position to keep the entryway clear and keep himself behind cover. Levelling his rifle at the door, he toned back the zoom on the scope. The bridge was small enough he didn't need the full times eight zoom. He was kneeling there, waiting. He could wait for the rest of the century, if need be.

[mynamethenumber]

Setum had remained mostly quiet until now. He was patiently waiting for the rest of the autobots to get there while also cautiously aware of the inevitable approaching Decepticons. The autobot in front of him practicing his hand to hand combat with his drone amused for a little bit, but this was probably apparent because the bot eventually went on back to staring him down. Anxious to finally meet the group on its way to greet him, and to break the uncomfortable silence that had been going on for a while, Setum decided to speak in what could only be described as nonsense. Still, the unmistakeable grin on his face didn't help ease his aura of untrustworthiness that was already there because of the Decepticon insignia.

Tell me my autobot friend, have you ever felt fear? It's an interesting feeling. We've found it in nearly every race we've ever encountered, including ourselves. And I'm sure it's made its mark on this planet as well. And what a terrible feeling it is. Dreadful in fact. And yet, even though we've done our best to keep it at bay, it always rears its ugly head eventually. In the most unexpected of moments. When something isn't quite right. It always finds a way to return again.

But perhaps that's for the best. I mean, it's a good thing really isn't it? Necessary for survival. It weeds out the cowards and brings forth the conquerors. So maybe what we all need is to let a little little bit of it into our lives. After all, who would we be without fear?

[DarkXenith]

Jumpstart glanced over at the slight femme, arching an optic ridge at her question. The ship was slagged over, he had numerous casualties to deal with alongside other repairs to both major and minor systems across the board and he'd been called away by Towreck to deal with something else - something anyone with a micron of medical training could handle in his opinion. Was it any wonder he was less than amused?

Flatly, with a shrug, he responded, "We ain't been online a fraggin' quartex an' we got the opposition bangin' on the doors already? Somethin' don't sit right with me. By rights, they shouldn't even know we're fraggin' here, femme. Let alone be standin' outside. Now me, I got real work t' do...I need t' get the medical team organised, get the medbay straight an' deal with the casualties. I ain't got time or inclination t' waste effort on some slaggin' Con with an evident deathwish. Like I said, nuke the fragger an' throw him in a cell. He ain't here t' do us any favours, I guarantee it."

His tone was actually fairly neutral, if a little clipped but that was down to evident frustration. It was his accent that gave the impression he was annoyed. He had a natural low growl to his tone, indicative that he wasn't Iacon-native. In fact the medic hailed from a near derelict area a short distance from Kaon itself, so far none apart from Laser had given any indication they were aware of this or of his rather questionable past dealings thankfully. He was a gang-mech, he'd survived by running with some of the worst elements of his neighbourhood and making himself and his services indispensable to those around him. The language and mannerisms were all part and parcel of this, absorbed to ensure he was taken as legit and now so ingrained that he could no more change them than he could his calling as a medic.

[Volume]

Black Hole regretted even asking. It seemed like he was annoyed by her question. She was getting timid again. "I...I see, I'm willing to help you when this issue has been taken care of"

[DarkXenith]

"You got medical trainin' then?"  Jumper asked seeming a little surprised, "Must admit, wouldn't think it of ya... Medics usually got a bit more steel about 'em.  Got you placed as bein' scared-a y'r own shadow, femme." 

Smirking, the medic chipped in, "Gonna have t' shake that if y' wanna work with me. I don't bite... unless ya like it that way, an' I don't holler unless ya really grind my gears the wrong way. In which case, best place t' be is about half a light year away from me."

The joke, however lewd, was an obvious effort on Jumpstart's part to put the nervous young femme a little more at ease around him. He'd already registered that she wasn't overly enamored with his 'extended' vocabulary and he was making a conscious effort to moderate it as of now.