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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Devastron » Sat Nov 22, 2008 8:22 pm

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Outside the Transport Room

It felt to Sunstreaker like he was being bombarded with Jazz groupies. It figured that he would be popular. He was always latching on to whatever popular fad was going on. Now he had latched on to Earth fads and music. He had no use for it himself. Who cared about what the hairy natives did for recreation. It’s not like they amounted to anything anyway. Just a bunch of little idiots stuck in their way, just like on every other world.

“He bit off more than he could handle and got his aft kicked by cons," he replied to the questions over what had happened to the intelligence officer. For as popular as the other Autobot was, he apparently couldn’t handle the fight he had gotten into. Of course, Sunstreaker himself wasn’t popular and was more than capable of beating just about any Con out there, or so he thought. ‘Just goes to show that popularity doesn’t mean scrap,' he thought to himself.

The Autobot warrior eagerly accepted the offer to dump off Jazz on someone else, namely Smokescreen and Windcharger. He had better things to do than drag the damaged bot around. “Pfh, I doubt Jazz did anything. He was probably running from the cons. I will tell you guys this though; Thundercracker won’t be forgetting me anytime soon." The Autobot smirked as he tapped his empty missile launcher.

He turned to his twin. “Come on Sideswipe, let’s go get some energon. I need to double check my systems and paint job too. I wasn’t built for offroading or teleporting through so much corrosive water."
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Ember » Sat Nov 22, 2008 9:07 pm

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Outside Transport Room

Sideswipe slapped Smokescreenon the shoulder and chuckled. The diversionary tactician sure had a way with words.

“Cons? Are you kidding me?! It was Laserbeak and Thundercracker… a flying bulls eye and a wannabe!"

Sideswipe turned to Sunstreakeras he placed Jazz’sinert form on the med berth. His twin’s comments about Jazz’s capabilities irked the crimson warrior, but not enough to correct his brother. Sunny was right in that Jazz should have been able to hold his own, but to bad mouth the mech while he was down and out, well that didn’t sit well.

Sideswipe lightly touched his opposite’s arm and smiled broadly.

“Well, let’s just say Jazz bit off more than he could chew…" He nodded at Sunstreaker and continued. “So Ironhide decided to send in the digestive´."

That said, Sideswipe made his way past Sunstreaker. “You did get nicked back there. And I need to refuel my pack."
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Smokescreen85 » Sat Nov 22, 2008 11:02 pm

Motto: "Transform and smoke 'em!"
Weapon: Twin Shoulder-Mounted Rocket Launchers
Outside Transport Room / Corridors

Smokescreen listened as the twins filled him and Windcharger in on some of the details of what amounted to a small skirmish. He smiled at Sideswipe’s comment about Thundercracker and Laserbeak, but he was none too happy with Sunny bad mouthing his friend, Jazz. There was something about Sunstreaker that irked Smokey to the very core of his spark. The yellow warrior often came off as condescending towards others and didn’t seem to care about anyone or anything but himself. The only exception was his brother and even that was a precarious relationship at best.

“I’m sure Jazz did what he could," Smokescreen assured Sunny as the damaged white mech was placed on the cart. The diversionary tactician then got behind the makeshift gurney, turning to Windcharger in the process. “Come on, ‘charger. Let’s get Jazz down to the repair bay so Ratchet can get him online again."

Smokescreen then made his way past the twins, pushing the cart and Jazz down the hallway and around the corner. When he was sure Sunstreaker was far enough away he turned to Windcharger again. “Sunny can be a real slaghead sometimes," Smokey said quietly to the minibot. “The way he spoke about Jazz just now really sizzles my circuits." It took a lot to get Smokey angry, especially at another Autobot. He was usually very friendly and easygoing, except when he was around Sunstreaker. No matter how hard he tried, Smokey just couldn’t warm up the the yellow mech and now he had even more reason not to like Sunny.

Repair Bay

Moments later, Smokescreen entered the repair bay. “Hey, Ratchet! I got Jazz here. He’s banged up pretty bad and in stasis lock. Please do what you can for him."
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Armory

Finally, Trailbreaker was finished. It had taken him a while, but the black mech had gone through the ship’s armory and took a complete inventory of every gun, every warhead, every laser cartridge and every bit of ammunition they had. He went down a detailed checklist on his datapad and made sure that everything was fully stocked and accounted for. ‘Breaker didn’t expect to be low on anything since there hadn’t been much in the way of action since the Autobots arrived on Earth four years ago, with the exception of a few minor skirmishes here and there. But he had to make sure nothing had been misplaced and everything was where it was supposed to be. Time to take the inventory up to Ironhide, the defensive strategist thought as he exited the armory.

Command Deck

The door slid open and Trailbreaker stepped on to the command deck. He approached Ironhide with the datapad in hand. “Ironhide, I just took a full inventory of the armory. Everything is as it should be. I even straightened the place up a bit." He then handed the checklist to his commander. “Now, if there’s nothing else, sir, I thought I might run a few tests on the ship’s weapon systems to make sure everything is up to spec."

Trailbreaker then took a seat at a workstation next to Brawn. Using his security codes, ‘Breaker accessed the Ark-19’s weapon systems and began running a computer simulation that would basically gauge how well the ship’s automated weapons would respond to an attack. They would not actually fire, of course. That could potentially give away their position. It was all done within the simulation.

While waiting for the test to finish running, the black mech looked over at Brawn. “So, Brawn, how have ya’ been? I've not seen you around lately. You working on anything interesting?"
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby ashattack » Sun Nov 23, 2008 12:40 pm

Seaspray awoke with what could only be considered a shock, “where am I?" he thought to himself as his optic sensors took in everything in front of him. Then it all came back to him, he was on the Ark-19, he had been in one of the ships CR-Chambers, having been damaged just before they had left cybertron he had decided this was the best place to spend the journey as it would give him enough time to recharge. But something was wrong he checked his internal processor and found that he had spent way to long in the chamber, something must have gone wrong with the automatic timer inside it. “Oh well , a couple extra circles of recharge would do me no harm” but now that he was awake he eager for action, and this best place to do that was to report to the boss, and knowing Ironhide there was only one place he would be.

Seapreay moved along the corridors until he reached the entrance to the Command Deck, he paused outside the door to get his bearings, being out cold for such a long time was a real nuisance for him as a number of his internal systems where still coming online. It was almost like having a bad hangover from too much energon; he laughed at the thought, and then entered the command deck.

Command Deck

He looked around and saw his commander Ironhide in the middle of the room as well as two other Autobots at work on two the many computer terminals that lined the command deck he searched his memory for their names and after a micro second it came to him. Trailbreaker and Brawn where their names, he wished his systems would wake up already these delays where driving him nuts, not to mention making him look like a fool. He nodded to the two Autobots and approached Ironhide and said “Seaspray, reporting for duty sir!"
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Optimist Prime » Tue Nov 25, 2008 9:25 am

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Weapon: Static Laser Gun
Outside Transport Room/ Corridors

It was difficult for Windcharger to understand how an Autobot could act so callous toward one of his allies, let alone one like Jazz. Indubitably, Jazz was one Autobot whose value to the cause went beyond simply being a soldier. It was Jazz who had gotten them out of many complicated situations in the past with a certain flair that was unparalelled. There was a reason he was sent on special operations missions on a regular basis. He was almost certain to accomplish the given task, sometimes in an unconventional way. But he had one the esteem of most of the Autobots because though he was a great soldier he had the charisma to be able to relate well to his comrades. That was why the Autobots were flocking to help their fallen friend; most could imagine that Jazz would do the same for them.

Windcharger figured Sunstreaker was just having a bad day, but he wasn't about to confront him about it right now and he probably never would. It wasn't in his programming to try and upset the status quo. He figured if he was a friend to everyone, everything would turn out alright in the end. Windcharger was concerned about Smokescreen's reaction to Sunstreaker, though. "Slaghead he may be, but I'm glad he's with us and not the Decepticons," Windcharger addressed Smokescreen's comment. "He's probably just worked up over having to get his paint touched up. You know how sensitive he is. Don't let him bother you." Windcharger smiled hoping that his attitude might rub off and cheer Smokescreen up a bit. "Besides, I'll bet Sunstreaker's just miffed that he couldn't do more to help Jazz," Windcharger added musing about why Sunstreaker is the way he is.

It didn't take long before they had Jazz down to the med-bay. It seemed as if Ratchet was well prepared when they got there. Wheeling in the makeshift gurney, Windcharger helped transfer Jazz's inert body to a proper work table. Standing to the side, the wait for Ratchet's diagnosis seemed to take cycles. "So how bad is it?" Windcharger asked finally, unable to suppress his concern any longer.

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Command Deck

Brawn pressed a few more keys on his computer bringing up a file he'd previously saved, then turned to Trailbreaker with a sly grin on his faceplate. "I'm glad you asked, 'Breaker, he said to his old friend. "I found this place not long ago while processing data, kind caught my optic." He pointed to a map display on his monitor that was currently displaying a section of the western United States. "Check out the topography contours. The humans call this place the Rocky Mountains. I've never seen anything like this on Cybertron. All of it untouched by civilization." Getting more and more excited, Brawn pulled up a satellite view of the Rockies which showed mountains, trees, rivers, and plateaus. "Just look at it. Can't you hear it calling to you. We should check it out when we get some spare time. Whatdya say?"
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Jeysie » Tue Nov 25, 2008 3:05 pm

Motto: "Peace, Love, and Rock n' Roll"
Weapon: Dirge Gun
Command Deck

Skids watched as Seaspray stepped up beside him and Ironhide and gave a friendly smile. "Seaspray! And here I thought you were going to recharge the entire mission away. I'm quite glad to see you're finally feeling better." He leaned closer to the other 'Bot and stage-whispered, "Just wait until you have a chance to see this planet we've been stationed on, it's beautiful. Especially the lake we've taken up residence in."
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Smokescreen85 » Tue Nov 25, 2008 9:14 pm

Motto: "Transform and smoke 'em!"
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Repair Bay

Smokescreen assisted in placing Jazz onto one of the repair tables and then stepped away to allow Ratchet plenty of room to do his thing. Standing next to Windcharger, Smokey considered what the minibot had said to him moments before in the corridor regarding Sunstreaker and his not so pleasant demeanor. Perhaps ’Charger was right. Maybe the golden warrior was upset that he couldn’t do more for Jazz and his way of coping was to shift the blame off onto the white mech. This reasoning didn’t really sit well with Smokey, either. But, the red minibot was right about one thing. It was better to have Sunstreaker on their side and not the Decepticons.

“I suppose you have a point, Windcharger," Smokescreen began. “Regardless of how he acts towards others, Sunny more than makes up for it on the battlefield. He is a great fighter and a good comrade to have by your side in the thick of things. I just wish he showed a little more concern for others instead of being so obsessed with his precious paint job. I mean he’s worse than a femmbot!" Smokey chuckled as a smile spread across his faceplate. The thought of Sunstreaker being like a femmbot was too funny for him not to smile at. “Oh, well, Sunny will be Sunny I guess."

Smokescreen’s attention turned back to his friend who lay motionless on the repair table. The sense of helplessness began to creep back in to the diversionary tactician’s circuits. Now all he and Windcharger could do was stand and watch to see if Ratchet could bring Jazz back and hope that whatever information he had stored within him was still intact. At least then all this wouldn’t have been for nothing. “If any of my parts or gears will help I’ll be more than happy to donate them. Just let me know, Ratchet," Smokescreen said, falling into a concerned silence once again.

Command Deck

Trailbreaker gazed at Brawn’s monitor. The green minibot had apparently thought this idea through having done so much research on this area called the Rocky Mountains. Normally, ‘Breaker would have scoffed at the idea of going out and wasting valuable energy on a mere sightseeing excursion. It was bad enough he was sent out on minor scouting missions from time to time, but to simply go out for the fun of it made no real sense to a fuel guzzler like himself.

However, things were different now. Wheeljack had given him a new gizmo that Trailbreaker was eager to test out. It was a capping device that would hopefully help to curve the black mech’s heavy fuel consumption. And this idea of Brawn’s might be the perfect opportunity to test it out for the first time. It would certainly be better than initially testing the device in battle and finding that it didn't work.

“Looks good to me, little buddy," Trailbreaker replied to Brawn in a quiet tone. “That rough terrain would make a fun challenge for us. You think we could convince Ironhide to let us go out? Maybe if we played if off as a scouting and information gathering mission, he’d go for it. What do you think?"
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby ashattack » Wed Nov 26, 2008 3:16 am

Command Deck

Seapray optics glowed even brighter as Skids mention the Beauty of the planet, especially when he mentioned that the Ark 19 was stationed on a lake. It must have been destiny that he would awake now, since he was one of the few Autobots to be built to travel across water. "Skids you’ve made my day, I can’t wait until I can get out onto it and experience this lake and the planet in all its glory." He glanced at Ironhide and then continued “Of course I expect to do that in my free time, after I have finished any orders you have for me." He turned again to Skids and asked in a more serious tone “Any leads about what the Dicepticons are up to on this planet? Seeing as I’ve been out of it for the entire mission so far, I kind of want to get up to speed."
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby MaP_Prime » Wed Nov 26, 2008 9:16 am

Command Deck

There was a certain sense of tension in the air of the Ark-19, or at least it felt that way to Bumblebee. The yellow minibot had felt a growing sense of dread, like a lump of ice had formed in his fuel processor, once word of Jazz's condition had reached to him. Back on Cybertron, when Bumblebee was still convinced he had to prove himself to the other Autobot's Jazz was always one of the 'bots that was there to give him that little bit extra encouragement when he did a good job, and usually the first after Sunstreaker had decided to put him down. Jazz was a close old friend, and one of the 'Bots Bumblebee had looked up to, such as Ironhide, Prowl and even Optimus Prime himself. Knowing that such a good friend of his was in such hard shape, and that he couldn't do anything to help only put the Autobot XO into an uncharacteristic emotional funk.

Bumblebee looked around the command deck, several other Autobot's had made their way up there already. Skids was waiting to speak with Ironhide and Seaspray had finally emerged from the CR chamber to and was now talking with the Skids. Brawn and Trailbraker were also engaged in a discussion and from what Bumblebee could tell it was about some mountain range Brawn had mentioned exploring. Wanting to think about anything but the current situation the yellow minbot walked over to them.

"Hey guys." He said as he stood just behind them. "Watcha' lookin' at there?" Bumblebee asked as he tried to get a good look at Brawn's screen. "Thinking of taking a trip off the Ark?"

Computer Lab

Sitting at his desk, engrossed in one of his current back burner projects Wheeljack was lost in his work and thoughts. His vocalizers glowed softly from time to time as he muttered in thought, barely audioable to himself or anyone else who could of been around. He thought he had finally developed an effective tracking shell that used a mico-gyro jet to propel itself through the air and adjust its direction as it homed in on its target. The only problem he had now was to increase its speed so it wouldn't run out of fuel before it hit.

Wheeljack was just starting to work on finding a way to solve that potential issue when he herd some sort of activity in the ships corridors. To him it sounded like a number of the others were talking about something that had gotten them very excited and he heard what sounded like a lift to move something rather heavy. He got up and walked to the door. The others had moved on bu there was a trail of energon that appeared to be from someones leaking fuel pipes.

Repair Bay

Wheeljack followed the trail of energon to the repair bay. He figured that one of the others had someone managed to damage themselves bad enough to cause their fuel to start leaking. in the repair along, along with Ratchet Smokescreen and Windcharger were standing by one of the operating tables.

"Hey guys, I heard something going on in the hallway and I saw this trail of energon leading here and I was-" Wheeljack had walked up to where the other 'bots were standing as he spoke and then stopped when he saw the battered Jazz laying on the table in stasis lock. "Whoa... I had no idea he was in that bad shape."
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Jeysie » Wed Nov 26, 2008 12:32 pm

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Command Deck

Skids smiled at the thought of his news making Seaspray's day. "Perhaps I can give you a primer at some point, and show you around our general area - I've found this planet quite fascinating." Though he chafed a little that his chances to see it and the humans in person as opposed to on a monitor had been scant few thus far.

His smile faded as he thought about Seaspray's question, however. "As for what the Decepticons have been up to... most recently Jazz embarked on a fact-finding mission up on the planet, but..." He glanced at Ironhide and looked a little sheepish before continuing, "I'm afraid I missed out on what the details of said mission are. I only know that he was badly damaged and is likely currently being treated in MedBay. Whatever information he has we won't know until he recovers."
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby ashattack » Thu Nov 27, 2008 4:14 am

Command Deck

Seaspray looked at Skids trying to digest what he had just said, although he was not as close to Jazz as other bots, he knew him and respected him for what he had done for the cause. He also respected him and trusted him in battle, as he was one of the few bots who could get you out of sticky situation. “This is Terrible news, why those stinking Desepticons have got to pay for this!" he said in a rush, deep down he thought this was not like him, seeking revenge, then he thought back to Cybertron and what the Decepticons had done to him, just before leaving for Earth. But it did not matter this was not his style, revenge was for the weak and rash...

Then in a more clam voice he said “Sorry about that, just lost my temper a bit, must be all the time I spent in the CR chamber. Anyway so how does it look for the guy? Maybe I should go see how he’s getting along. Although I’d probably just get in the way” he looked again at Ironhide, and felt a sting of pity for the bot, he knew it wasn’t easy to be a commander let alone when one of the bots under your command got himself injured. He looked at Skids again and asked “Anyway so how are our defensives holding up? Being as where on a lake maybe I could help in checking them out?"
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Jeysie » Fri Nov 28, 2008 10:14 pm

Motto: "Peace, Love, and Rock n' Roll"
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Command Deck

Skids gave Seaspray a friendly pat on the back. "Don't worry about it; we've all been upset at what happened to Jazz. As for the defenses... they're holding up fine right now as far as I'm aware." He gestured with his datapad in the direction of the yellow Minibot over by Brawn and Trailbreaker. "I think Bumblebee would be the one to ask about details; he's been handling the security details so far. I'll bet you could talk him into recommending that you patrol regularly. I suspect Sunstreaker would be happy to not get his paint job wet any more, at least."

He says that last with a slightly disdainful tone, then stares down at his datapad contemplatively and continues in a more normal voice, "I should likely talk to Bumblebee myself, actually, if it turns out he isn't too busy."
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Optimist Prime » Mon Dec 01, 2008 9:21 am

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Command Deck

Brawn smiled broadly. He knew Trailbreaker would be interested in this little excursion to the Rockies. Brawn was certain that his long time friend shared his desire to be outdoors and challenged by the diversity of terrain on earth. It was a welcome diversion from the was with the Decepticons, and it afforded Brawn the opportunity to truly feel alive. Collating data was all well and good, but it was becoming more and more difficult for his processors to keep up with the flow of data. He felt more and more confused as he worked, but he didn't want to admit he couldn't do the job. Those who knew Brawn knew that he wasn't one to give up on a task. However, he definitely needed to get away from his computer terminal for a few cycles.

"Sure Ironhide will go for it. He's had us working non-stop since we got here. We must've earned a few cycles of R an' R by now."

Other Autobots might have made up a story about having to do geological survey or some such thing to convince Ironhide to let them go. It never occurred to Brawn, however, to use any other approach than the blunt truth. Brawn would simply say what he wanted. There was never any games or subterfuge in dealing with Brawn. Some had trouble with his direct approach, but at least all Autobots knew he spoke only what he believed. Most of the Autobots would likely have a good idea of Brawn's opinion of them because he would tell them flat out.

For instance, Brawn had a great deal of respect for Ironhide and gladly followed whatever orders he was given. He admired a no nonsense commander with the lug nuts to deal directly with a difficult situation. Ironhide had proven on numerous occasions that he was one of the toughest warriors in the Autobot ranks. Because of this respect, Brawn had little trouble telling their commander what he wanted. He knew that if Ironhide thought it was a bad idea he'd get a good explanation why. He also knew that Ironhide was as likely as anyone to understand his need to get out for a bit.

Just as Brawn was about to see if they coud go, Bumblebee appeared behind them asking about their plans. Brawn was gald to see Bumblebee was interested as it could only help support their cause.

"Matter of fact, Bumblebee, we were planning a trip. Scan this with your optics," He indicated the topographical map of the Rockies. "It should be interesting for a couple of tough bots like me an' Breaker." A mischevious gleam flared in his optics. "You interested too?"

Brawn had an interesting rapport with Bumblebee. Initially Brawn didn't care much for the yellow mini-bot. He was one of the weakest physically of the Autobots and smaller. Brawn had always assumed he couldn't contribute much to the war effort. However, over time and many missions together, Brawn had seen how his little buddy had an uncanny knack for surviving some of the harshest situations and showed no fear of anything. Now his admiration for Bumblebee overshadowed any lack of strength, and he had to admit the little guy was just darn likeable. Brawn knew he could probably goad Bumblebee into participating in the adventure he was planning with Trailbreaker. Brawn loved when he could push his friends to the limit to see what they are capable of. It was good to know their capacities as well as his own. That way he knew who he could count on in desperate times.
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby MaP_Prime » Mon Dec 01, 2008 10:04 am

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As Bumblebee listened to Brawn describe his planned trip with Trailbreaker the yellow min-bot grinned and crossed his arms over his chest. He had already been out once this solar cycle with Smokescreen to deploy the new monitoring equipment around the lake. Though the little bot had to admit the idea of talking Ironhide into yet another excursion was tempting. If anything Bumblebee felt it would be good for the other two 'Bots to get out for a little while, to relax their gears and unwind. Being couped up in the Ark all this time was obviously starting to strain the crew from the inactivity. Also considering how Jazz had managed to get himself slagged have to death also had added to the stress.

"Well I'm not sure if I can talk 'ol Ironhide to let me out again today, since I am sure he might want me around once Jazz is operational again so we can get the intel he gathered. But I'm sure I can convince him to let you two go, it would be good to let you guys out and get some in recreational time. Though, I will admit, I would more then enjoy another outing." The minibot thought for a moment before looking back to Brawn. "Alright, let's ask Ironhide and see if we can get you two out, and maybe if we're lucky we can get my aft out there with you."
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby ashattack » Tue Dec 02, 2008 12:48 pm

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Seapray nodded at Skids, “Thanks I think I will just go and see him now” He looked back at Ironhide and saw that the commander was still busy. Oh well I guess he has more important things going on now especially with the Jazz situation , to worry about giving me order, maybe Bumblebee might help me out in that department, he taught as he approached the yellow Minibot. Bumblebee was currently discussing something with Brawn and Trailbreaker, although he hated to but in he was getting a bit frustrated in not being in the loop of things. Slaggin CR chamber he cursed once again, if the autotimer had worked he would have been out and about long before now.

He walked up to the yellow Minibot and stood at attention, although he was nearly the same size as Bumblebee he felt he should show some respect to him, since his record in battle and success in tricky missions far surpassed his own. He nodded a greeting to both Brawn and Trailbreaker, then looked at Bumblebee and said “Excuses me Bumblebee, I was wondering if I could help out in any way, now that I am finally fully functional again."
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby MaP_Prime » Wed Dec 03, 2008 6:59 am

Command Deck

Bumblebee had been waiting to hear Brawn's response when Seaspray spoke from behind him. The yellow minibot turn to face the blue and white 'Bot who was standing rigidly at attention. The Autobot XO smiled broadly at his fellow minibot who was now up and about from an extended stay in the CR chamber. Although he had been roughed up pretty badly before they left Cybertron, it wasn't bad enough to require any major surgery on Ratchet's part, just a longer then normal dip in the tank.

"Hey Seaspray, good to see you up and about!" Bumblebee said as he patted the other minibot on the shoulder. "Relax, no need to get so formal around me, I'm not that big on protocol. now is there anything you can do to help?" The yellow minibot rubbed his chin as he thought. "Well right now we are all just waiting on getting the intelligence from Jazz so we can finally start moving against the Decepticons, but other then that we are just attending to our regular duties while we try and fill the time. Though I think I can use you. Me and Smokescreen recently deployed extra surveillance gear around the lake, but I can use you to make regular patrols around the lake surface for anything out of the ordinary. Though I should tell you the lake we are submerged in sees a far amount of human maritime traffic so you might have to be careful not to act out of the ordinary, though I am pretty sure you can handle it." Bumblebee grinned. "So just patrol the surface of the lake a few times a solar cycle and keep an eye out for anything that might be unusual and report it back."
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby HardHead » Tue Dec 09, 2008 2:07 pm

(bloody hell, talk about in at the deep end :p)

Command deck

Since the news broke about Jazz, Ironhide had been seriously brooding. One of his best down, potentially for a long time to of been placed in stasis lock and whatever he had found out locked up in his data banks, inaccessible to them. He'd honestly hope the mech would pull through, but failing that, he'd had the good sense to transfer the data into a secondary processor they could easily access should he be placed out of commission for a long time.

The decepticons certainly knew they were here now, and no doubt would begin ramping things up into high gear. Damnit, and here he though they had the luxury of time, and discretion. Now he knew that they'd lost the latter, and if he wasn't careful they would lose the benefit of large amounts of the former. Well dang typical.

He needed to know exactly what the hell had gone on out there, and to do that, he was going to need reports, fast.

“Ironhide, I just took a full inventory of the armory. Everything is as it should be. I even straightened the place up a bit. Now, if there’s nothing else, sir, I thought I might run a few tests on the ship’s weapon systems to make sure everything is up to spec." said Trailbreaker, breaking his line of thought. Giving the other bot a grunt and nod of acknoledgement.

"Right.. do what ya 'ave ter do TB, just make sure i have a list of your findins' once yer done.." he replied, his wizened faceplate breaking into a slight smile as the other made his way back into his station. Right on cue. Hell, he was tempted to see if they couldn't find a way to temporarily increase their energy supply, incase they needed to disengage their weapon inhibitors and fight at full power for a time. He wasn't going to take any chances, hell no. Having taken the datapad from Trailbreaker, he set about making a brief inventory. Good, whilst they didn't have enough to equip an army, if there was a sudden upsurge in engagements, he figured they'd have enough ammunition and spare weaponry to last them a few mega-cycles worth of conflict. He was even considering perhaps sending a message back to Optimus Prime for resupply. Hell, perhaps even reassign some more front line mechs to reinforce his position.

He didn't notice, as he once again fell deep into thought when the various Autobots, including Seapray came into the Command center. He was too focused upon deciding on ammunition quotas, potential needs for the reserves to be resupplied. However, he finally realised that, once again, there was a party going on around here.

"Dang it, dont you lot have anythin' better to do?" he asked, his optics scanning the lot of them. However, at that point he looked over to Seaspray, and his hard expression softened slightly. About dang time, was the general thought that flashed across his circuits.

"Well well, look who's up an' out after their trip ter elsewhere eh? Welcome back.." he said, slowly rising from the command chair for the first time in awhile, placing Trail breaker's data pad down on the side.
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby MaP_Prime » Wed Dec 10, 2008 11:55 am

Command Deck

When Ironhide had bellowed his irritation across the command deck Bumblebee turned to look at his commander. The yellow minibot did agree that the command deck was a little crowded at the moment, it looked like half the crew was up there. Though he had a few options to help cut down on the current crowd that had gathered, clamouring for their CO's attention. Bumblebee carefully approached the larger, red 'Bot, although they were old friends the minibot knew it was always a good idea to be careful when old Ironhide's processors were overheating.

"If you're interested I think I got a way to cut down on the cramped space we got going on around here lately." Bumblebee said said as he stood before his commander. "I've been thinking lately that itm ight be a good idea to create a rotating patrol scheduale, that way it gives us a chance to let the guys get out and stretch their wheels so to speak. With the way things are most of the crew has been cooped up in here since we arrived and most of them are climbing the walls waiting to get off their afts and get out and do something."

Bumblebee gestured over his left shoulder with his thumb in the direction of where Brawn and Trailbreaker were sitting, studying the map of the Rocky's. Seaspray was also standing close by as he and Bumblebee had just been speaking.

"Brawn was just telling me he had the idea of taking Trailbreaker out on a patrol in a moutain region on this continent to see how well they can handle extreme off road conditions. I think it is a good idea to let them test out just how far they can push their earth alt-modes. Also, I have given Seaspray permission to conduct daily sweeps of the lake just to keep an optic out for anything suspcious. So if it is alright with you Ironhide I will go ahead and give them permission to head on out."

Bumblebee then grinned a bit at the old 'Bot.

"And if it isn't to much trouble I wouldn't mind going out to see if I can keep up with Brawn and Trailbreaker."
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby HardHead » Wed Dec 10, 2008 1:25 pm

<i>Command Center</i>

After speaking to Seapray, Ironhide could of almost predicted Bumblebee to jump in with another suggestion. Well, the yellow bot was right: there WERE some cranky gear shafts getting clogged up. He turned to him as he continued to deliberate this, and after a few moments, nodded.

"Sounds like a plan Bumblebee. However, i've got a bit of another thing fer everyone ter do on top of that.." he said, as he idly picked up the data pad he'd left on the arm of his console, placing it in a hip compartment for future analysis and eventual placement back in the pad bin for reassignment. "I've bin lookin' at our energy reserves, and i 'ate ter say it, we're getting 'ter the point where we're runnin' a lil' on empty. Now, i need 'ter nag Skids about some of that intelligence he's been gatherin', but i reckonin' if whilst you lot are out there, an' i'm figurin' yer choosin this place 'cause it's remote, that it might be a good place ter try and harvest some energy. Hell, might even set up a small outpost if you lot figure we'll have some room up there. However, that 'aint gonna happen until Jazz is back online and tickin' like a well oiled machine, so i 'aint lettin' yer out just yet. I'm not seperatin' the team when we dont even know what sorta party the 'cons are plannin' fer this thing called 'Christmas' " The evident disappointment was evident on the other Autobot's face, two which he added; "an' don' worry, we'll get that little trip of yours up and over before you 'can say decepticons.."

He paused for a minute, and infact, noticed Skids was around on the deck. Good, perhaps finally his incessant focus on what the meatbags outside listened to and watched could potentially come up trumps, what with what he'd been considering. However, Jazz's information came up first and foremost right now.

"As fer the patrols, send me a rota and i'll look inter it. May even 'ave ter split the Twins up. They 'aint gonna be too happy about that, i reckon.."
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Jeysie » Thu Dec 11, 2008 12:08 pm

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Command Deck

From where Skids had been standing and waiting patiently to speak with Bumblebee, he jumped in surprise at Ironhide's outburst and looked a bit sheepish. He had noticed himself how busy the Command Deck was, but since he rarely came up here, he wasn't aware that it wasn't always this busy. He filed that new revelation away in his processor and listened in quietly and curiously to Ironhide and Bumblebee's conversation.

When he head Ironhide starting to talk about him, Skids straightened a little instinctively and felt slightly nervous. He was always glad for a chance to have his information prove useful, but having to make a report to a non-scientist was always at least slightly daunting. After all, a fellow scientist would often be willing to listen and think about any bit of data you shared just solely out of sheer curiosity, even if there was no other reason. But people who weren't scientists many times needed as much persuading that the information was worthwhile as they did explaining (and often needed more of that explaining than a scientist would, as well).

"Feel free to 'nag' me about my findings all you need to, sir," Skids responded in a polite tone, when he noticed that Ironhide had both registered his presence and stopped speaking to Bumblebee, at least for the moment. "I actually have a possible project regarding that intelligence-finding that I wished to speak to you about - and to Bumblebee, also - whenever we have the chance."
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Ember » Fri Dec 12, 2008 7:50 pm

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Command Deck

It was beautiful to watch. The nonsense that went on between everyone and the way they acted with the command Bots. The cavalier chuckled to himself as he watched Skidsstiffen with the mention of his name. It certainly was a laughable sight. The mech had nothing to worry about, he was one of the foremost scientists on the team and for him to think he wasn’t one to be taken seriously was simply insane.

He had listened idly for far too long. Now was as good as any to make himself known.

“Hey guys, shouldn’t someone be in the med bay with Jazzand Ratchet. I mean he is the one with the vital info we need to make a move."

Hot Rod stood up after switching his station to standby.

“If I were any of you guys I’d be more concerned about what, if anything , the Cons know that we don’t. Now, I…" Hot Rod moved nearer to Iron Hide and Bumblebee as he continued. “suggest that Iron Hide myself and Beehead down to the med bay to be there when Jazz wakes up, and the rest of you hold down the fort."

Feeling good about his suggestions, the young Bot crossed his arms over his chest and smiled as he waited for Iron Hide to agree with him.
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Smokescreen85 » Fri Dec 12, 2008 11:33 pm

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Repair Bay

Smokescreen stood quietly as Jazz lay inert on a repair table. His friend was in bad shape after that skirmish with the ‘cons. However, if any ‘bot could fix Jazz and bring him out of stasis lock it was Ratchet. The white medic was the best of the best and the only one capable of repairing the kind of extensive damage that Jazz currently had. Smokey knew this better than most, his spark having been saved more than once by the medical officer.

Smokescreen remembered one time in particular. On a planet called Darius-7, the diversion expert had been caught in a Decepticon ambush and was severely injured, losing his entire arm during the battle. Like Jazz, Smokey had fallen into stasis lock where he remained for many cycles before Ratchet was finally able to get him back online. The first thing the red and blue ‘bot saw when he awakened was the white medic’s wide smile gazing down upon him. From that moment on, Smokey considered Ratchet to be a miracle worker and would trust him with the spark of any Autobot, including his own.

The arrival of Wheeljack awoke Smokescreen from his daydream. The inventor had been led to med bay by a trail of fluid that was leaking out of Jazz’s severed leg. “Yeah, the Decepticons messed Jazz up pretty bad," Smokey replied to a shocked Wheeljack. “He’s stuck in stasis lock, but at least his spark is safe, which is one thing we can be thankful for I guess. Windcharger and I were just standing vigil, waiting for Ratchet to finish working on him."

Command Deck

Trailbreaker continued studying the topographical map of the Rockies on Brawn’s monitor as Ironhide shouted to the others about loitering around the deck. It was never wise to agitate the old red mech. He was a no nonsense kind of ‘bot who expected you to be working and not just standing around doing nothing. Thankfully, ‘Breaker knew this all too well, and had quickly found something to do before being distracted by his buddy, Brawn.

Trailbreaker then turned to listen as Bumblebee asked Ironhide about letting them out on their little excursion they were planning. The Autobot commander seemed receptive to the idea, but ultimately rejected it for the time being. This really didn’t come as any surprise to the black mech considering the state Jazz was currently in and since the Decepticons seemed to be up to something.

“Well, looks like our little trip will have to wait awhile," ‘Breaker said quietly to Brawn. “Shame, too. I was looking forward to getting out and testing my new fuel cap." The defensive strategist then turned his attention back to his own computer terminal where the test simulation was still running on the Ark-19’s weapons systems.
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby HardHead » Mon Dec 15, 2008 7:41 am

Command deck

Ironhide sagely turned and listened to Skid's response. Well, he figured the mech would be eagerly jumping on any opportunity to put his long hours of seemingly 'useless' research to good use. Not that he considered it as such. Right now he would take whatever information he could get, from whatever source. That was how desperate for information he was.

It was at that point that Hot Rod voiced the opinion he had been considering for some time. He had to wonder, how [i]was[i] Ratchet doing down there?

Slowly easing his creaking chassis out of the command chair, he steped down and onto the main deck, giving himself a brief stretch to ease his creaking joints.

"Noted Hot Rod. I also want a strike team assembled in case we need ter go in fast 'an hard, an' i want you to lead it. Get the twins, i'm sure they won't mind a scrap. Be ready to deploy at a moment's notice. Bumblebee, i might need you with 'em as well for reconnaissance"

He then turned and stomped towards the main doors to the Command center.

"However, i say we go down and see if Ratchet's worked one of his miracles again.. Skids, keep me posted about yer findins'. Bumblebee, give Seaspray the lowdown on what's 'appenin right now. Everyone else, get back ter work. Hot Rod, you're with me..."

As he opened up the doors, he also figured that perhaps they'd need to do something rather.. drastic to get the information from Jazz, probably before they could get him out of stasis lock. Time to call in Wheeljack.

>>>Wheeljack, report ter the medbay, and bring yer kit..<<< he stated simply, before walking out into the corridor.
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby MaP_Prime » Mon Dec 15, 2008 8:25 am

Command Deck

"Sure thing Ironhide, I'm ready and able to go as soon as you say so."

Bumblebee said with a nod as he watched his command 'Bot leave the command deck for the medbay with Hot Rod in tow. The yellow minibot then turned to Seaspray, who was still waiting near by.

"Well not a whole lot has happened since we got here. We've mostly been conducting our regular operations of keeping ourselves hidden, observing the natives, and scouting for the Decepticons. I managed to locate their main base not long after we arrived, and Jazz followed up by infiltrating the 'Cons. He managed to recover some intelligence, but before he could be recovered the 'Cons detected him and sent Laserbeck and Thundercracker after him. Ironhide deployed Sideswipe and Sunstreaker to rescue him, but they were only able to reach Jazz and get him back after he had gone into stasis lock. Now we are waiting for him to recover so we can learn what he got from the 'Cons. Until then I guess the ball is in their court, to use a human phrase."

After giving Seaspray an update of the situation Bumblebee crossed the command deck to his station and took a seat. He was starting to feel on edge, he had a growing sensation of uneasiness since Jazz got back. He had a buzzing in his processor that told him the Decepticons were going to try something soon.

Medbay

>>>Wheeljack, report ter the medbay, and bring yer kit..<<<


>>>Got it Ironhide. I'm already in medbay, but I just need a few astroseconds to get back to the lab and grab my kit. Anything else I should get while I'm there?<<<

The Autobot engineer said into his communicator as he turned and walked back out into the corridors of Ark-19. He wasn't sure what exactly his commander was going to have him do, but Wheeljack had an idea. If his hunch was right he wasn't sure if it was a wise move, but at the same time the engineer knew Ironhide wasn't one to make risky decisions recklessly.

The lab was still empty when Wheeljack walked back in. He made his way over to his work bench and grabbed his work kit, and he was about to leave again when he stopped. He turned back to his work area and grabbed an empty kit and filled it with a number of other tools and devices he used very rarely and thought he would not have to. Wheeljack then left the computer lab once again and returned to medbay where he waited for Ironhide.
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby HardHead » Mon Dec 15, 2008 1:13 pm

Corridors

>>>Anythin' fer tappin' into laser cores an' memory banks Wheeljack. Yer know i'm not a tech head besides from jury riggin', get creative!!<<< Ironhide barked back into his comm link sighing and shaking his head. This really wasn't going to be pleasant. He didn't like poking inside bot's heads, least of all when they were stasis-locked, but he figured that if need be, if Jazz was going to remain out of commission for some time, it would be necessary to extract the information whilst it was still valid. It didn't sit well with his spark, but he considered it a necessary evil.

Jazz would understand, he hoped he would be able to explain it to him later, whilst the bot had more cognition than what the humans called a 'vegetable'
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