Re: Egypt: Sands of Fate
Posted: Sat Feb 29, 2020 9:25 pm
[Autobot Research Outpost]
The shields and the projectors around the abandoned military base quickly gave way to reveal the multiple Autotroopers standing guard outside the facility. He hadn’t seen any other signs of civilisation from the air, and the technology that had been set up was certainly enough to fool most. A bit of a desert mirage in a way. The Autotroopers acknowledged their presence, knowing exactly who it was and why they were here, and gestured them towards the entrance.
The moment the ground underneath Silverbolt’s feet changed from sand to steel, he felt a pang of some kind in his circuits. That little jolt of determination that he had found aboard the Ark was seemingly fading, and doing so rather quickly. Suddenly, they were back in another laboratory, and it did not take much for Silverbolt’s circuits to start feeling odd.
Then we will proceed with the gestalt testing, Prowl had said. He had already known what would have become of their minds should things go wrong. He felt it. He saw Air Raid’s memories, Skydive’s experiences, Fireflight’s thoughts and Slingshot’s psyche. There was little room for doubt about the fact that they had likely done the same. For now, it felt as if they had all been brought together a little closer, and that was a feeling that made Silverbolt both slightly relieved and ever so strongly more worried.
Jetfire found Prowl just before he went over to Quickswitch, taking his datapad in hand and beginning to explain the process of the changes made to each individual, as well as the overall results from the first two mental tests. Silverbolt didn’t pay too much attention to it. His optics may have scanned the room, but he himself was out of it right now.
Silverbolt acknowledged Prowl’s affirmation, looking over his shoulder to Jetfire and the rest of the Aerialbots. “We can head inside,” he said nonchalantly, “Prowl wants some words with you, Jetfire. ‘A full briefing’, he said.”Prowl wrote:>>”Excellent, Silverbolt. We will begin the physical tests shortly. You and your team may enter the facility for now. Tell Jetfire that I want a full briefing on what alterations have been done to you. Then we will proceed with the gestalt testing.”<<
The shields and the projectors around the abandoned military base quickly gave way to reveal the multiple Autotroopers standing guard outside the facility. He hadn’t seen any other signs of civilisation from the air, and the technology that had been set up was certainly enough to fool most. A bit of a desert mirage in a way. The Autotroopers acknowledged their presence, knowing exactly who it was and why they were here, and gestured them towards the entrance.
The moment the ground underneath Silverbolt’s feet changed from sand to steel, he felt a pang of some kind in his circuits. That little jolt of determination that he had found aboard the Ark was seemingly fading, and doing so rather quickly. Suddenly, they were back in another laboratory, and it did not take much for Silverbolt’s circuits to start feeling odd.
Then we will proceed with the gestalt testing, Prowl had said. He had already known what would have become of their minds should things go wrong. He felt it. He saw Air Raid’s memories, Skydive’s experiences, Fireflight’s thoughts and Slingshot’s psyche. There was little room for doubt about the fact that they had likely done the same. For now, it felt as if they had all been brought together a little closer, and that was a feeling that made Silverbolt both slightly relieved and ever so strongly more worried.
Jetfire found Prowl just before he went over to Quickswitch, taking his datapad in hand and beginning to explain the process of the changes made to each individual, as well as the overall results from the first two mental tests. Silverbolt didn’t pay too much attention to it. His optics may have scanned the room, but he himself was out of it right now.