The High Commander of the 2nd Fleet eyed Cipher suspiciously as the scribe began to seek their attention again after wandering away earlier. The scribe had began offering insight towards an issue that had already been solved. Obviously because Cipher had missed the exchange of words between Scorponok and Hun-Grrr. But the cause of it? That was far more difficult riddle to solve. Scorponok had had his suspicions regarding the mental health of the small Decepticon researcher for some time now but it was beginning to seem that Cipher's mental ability was deteorating. As if the linguist was peridiocally disconnected from the reality - seeing and hearing something no one else was able to witness. It was apparent that maintenance with additional invasive circuit inspection was to be scheduled for the scientist. Perhaps even a meeting with a mnemosurgeon. Cipher's mind was simply too valuable tool to let it fade away.
"The six were already identified Cipher. Did you not listen to us?" The gargantuan warlord stated with some level of irritation clearly present in his voice and continued, "Nevertheless, if what you suggest is true they had been released from whatever penintary they were closed into before the war began or during our raids to Autobot controlled citystates. For all six enlisted to our ranks."
"The only relevant question is whether or not they are alive now and if so; where?"
"I see nothing more, mighty Scorponok. Cipher, as expected, has carried out his function deliciously."
Mindwipe's reply to his earlier question made Scorponok shook his head in slight disappointment. It was not a surprising answer and given the staggering revelation they already had been subject to - there was simply no way around calling the mission a monumental success. Now, it was time to move forward and leave this planet behind. With new found determination, Scorponok sent the activation signal to the portal machine back at the Semper Tyrannis
and turned to face his troops as the portal reappeared where it had resised a breem ago.
"The answer we seek now is not here. Hun-Grrr, gather your men and return with the dropship. Mindwipe and Cipher, take all the datapads you can find, broken or not - and follow me through the portal."
Having said his piece, Scorponok reached down to close his claw around the computer terminal they had been looking the security footage through and tore it off the floor with little effort. While he doubted there was nothing more to find from the terminal, he wanted to examine Jhiaxus' technology more closely. There was always a possibility of finding a new or a long lost tech to exploit through studying these ancient machines. But for that he needed his equipment on board the Tyrannis
and so, the black and gold warlord entered into the whirling vortex that would take him into his destination.