Peruvian Valley, Central Andes Mountains - Skies
Rewind had been spending his time dutifully mapping out the valley, constructing a three-dimensional holographic version of it at the same time. He was doing the best that he could anyway. With Silverbolt
largely unresponsive to any of the tiny archivist's attempts at conversation, Rewind had grown quiet and simply carried out his duties with a small nagging concern that something was wrong with Silverbolt. The tiny archivist would have normally taken the Aerialbot commander's silence in stride, considering that Silverbolt probably had a few things on his processor. However, considering their non-existent proximity to the ground and the fact that Rewind lacked any flight capabilities whatsoever, the tiny archivist tried once again to break the silence.
? You doing alright there?"
Before the Aerialbot commander had a chance to answer him, Prowl's voice crackled over the comm lines.
>>”Silverbolt, Rewind, this is Prowl. I need you to do a fly over at the following coordinates ASAP. It is the location where Nova Strike and Freeway are currently scouting amongst some ancient human ruins at the northern end of the valley. They’ve located a new ore that has the potential to provide us with enough energy to power our future Autobot City. Conduct a thorough aerial survey of the area and provide Nova and Freeway with a detailed map. This will aid them in locating any further crystal deposits that may still be the region. Is that understood?”<<
A new ore? Perceptor would have a field day with that back on the Ark 22
. The Aerialbot commander and Rewind had done a few passes within the proximity of that area before, but as of now, Rewind only had a rough image of the landscape. They would need to fly over there once or twice more. Circling it would be even better!
"You hear that, Silverbolt
? Let's make tracks! Or...whatever the appropriate term is for aircraft. Vapor trails?"
Rewind was enjoying his role in this venture. There were terabytes of data and information to store into a whole new section of the Archives. It wasn't long before Nova Strike sent the airborne pair a communique as well.
"Nova Strike to Silverbolt. Glad to hear you are back to operational status, though flying semi solo. I am sending you and your passenger a complete compressed data packet of the readings and text we've collected down here. If we can get a translation from Rewind and combine that with the maps Prowl requested, we might be able to dig out the original vein."
"Semi solo?! What am I, spare parts?" Rewind huffed. The tiny archivist actually didn't mind the comment. He was all too eager to set his processor to work translating the text from the data packet Nova Strike had transmitted. Rewind loved a challenge like this. Accessing the archives, Rewind began cross-referencing the text with some other early human writings. It was slow going, but the readings slowly started to come together. A few letters evaded Rewind to the archivist's frustration. The tiny archivist was so absorbed in his work that he almost missed Prowl's communique about going into the mine shaft to look for Bumblebee. Pausing, Rewind frowned and hoped the scout would be alright.
Rewind decided to send a progress report in to Nova Strike and Freeway, opening an open link between the four of them. >>"Nova Strike, Freeway, this is Rewind. I'm almost done with the translation, and the map'll be done once I and Silverbolt here do a couple flyovers."<<
That done, the tiny archivist dove right back into the meticulous task of translating the text.