![]() I've been disembodied before but I'd hate to loose the phase system." Tone distant as fingers connect cable after cable to the available input ports, a veritable web of connections tying her to the mainframe, glinting in the light. "Be sensible." Honorific dropped, those protocols going offline as she furthers her delicate feeling out of the system. Ghost smiles faintly, attention already split between the outside and the inside. Good thing no one else is around to hear.Īutobot City Sensor> Autobot Security Forces guard the Autobot trench, keeping optics out for Decepticon patrols overhead.Īutobot City Sensor> Marissa stands outside her tent in the trench, watching the city with a pair of high-powered binoculars. I will not leave your side, or allow anyone else to harm you." Megatron sounds almost. I would miss being able to dance." She plucks a cable out of her wrist and jacks it into an input port, beginning a gentle 'ping-check' again." Optics glimmer silver as she looks over her shoulder, "Granted, this would make a fine vessel for temporary housing. "Please see that my frame isn't disturbed. She rests both hands on the console, leaning forward to balance and then lock systems down. "It will be a challenge, my lord." She's not one to candycoat things. A nod to Megatron and the dead-gray femme paces towards the master computer, wings fan folding in on themselves, compressing into housings on her back as she approaches the system. It's an interesting view and one she hasn't seen in some time. Megatron rasps, "From my understanding, it should be all there - the data, the controls for transformation and weaponry - ours for the taking!" Megatron is practically giddy - or, at least what passes for giddy in an evil monstrous killing machine. "It has been some time since I've danced with Teletran." She rests a hand on a panel. "As you wish, my lord." Voice fading to a more professional timbre, footfalls taking her towards the console. Ghost gives a tiny nod of her head, optics slitting, dimming as she looks inwards, internal diagnostics kicking off. Megatron laughs at the mental image of blasting Autobots to scrap using Metroplex's own weapons. I want to be able to use its full resources against the former tenants." Plunder Teletraan II of all its secrets, and find me a way to subvert Metroplex's will to our own. Megatron rasps, "I bid you to do what you do best. What is thy bidding?" Glint of lightness to her tone. Ghost gives the wall a rather friendly pat before padding towards Megatron, pausing three steps out and dipping into a bow. ![]() Just the person I wanted to see." His rasping voice is almost warm in comparison to its usual grating hate. Megatron relaxes as soon as he recognizes Ghost's voice, lowering his cannon slightly. ahhh yes, over here as she steps out, tiny whirlwinds of shadow spinning off of her frame, pooling about her feet. "My lord." lilting alto emitting from nowhere, perhaps everywhere, perhaps. Then amused smile almost shifts into a smirk before her expression slides back to that light amusement. Ghost's attention widens, perception picking up on movement. Megatron senses Ghost's presence, and looks up and around, tensing slightly. GAME: Megatron PASSES an INTELLIGENCE roll of Average difficulty. She takes a few steps in and pause, resting a hand against a wall, smile crooking slightly. Ghost pads into the command center, a bemused smile creasing her features, optics a flicker of silvers-lavender. Megatron stands in the Autobot Command center, looking over what city plans he's managed to crack and collect. October 15, 2014: Command Center - Ground Floor - Autobot City 4 Monday October 20, 2014: Command Center - Ground Floor - Autobot City.3 Oct 18, 2014: Command Center - Ground Floor - Autobot City.2 Thu Oct 16, 2014: Command Center - Ground Floor - Autobot City.1 October 15, 2014: Command Center - Ground Floor - Autobot City.
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