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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Jul 6, 2010 22:54:39 GMT -5
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Post by Springer on Jul 6, 2010 22:57:22 GMT -5
The music is curious! Springer did not take Xaaron to be the type to jam to music.
//Sure thing, on my way!//
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Post by Springer on Feb 9, 2011 16:20:14 GMT -5
OOC: Concurrent with Wrecking Ball.
Springer's voice crackles over the radio - it sounds rather strained, from a combination of stress, guilt, and pain.
//...we need to rotate broadband frequencies, yesterday! Also send any spare hands to <location of Wrecking Ball>, Impactor needs to get to Medical, and --AAaaah!-- I need to be restrained!//
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Feb 9, 2011 18:54:52 GMT -5
Well, Xaaron's taken care of the order-giving, so Rodimus asks the obvious.
//What's going on?//
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Post by Springer on Feb 9, 2011 19:33:31 GMT -5
//Nothing!// The word is fast, defensive.
Then much straining is heard, and the next lines sound like it's difficult to even say them.
//There...there's another me in my head, and he's been working with Shockwave!//
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Feb 9, 2011 19:37:27 GMT -5
Rodimus has about a thousand questions, but right now, every answer is suspect.
So instead, he has only one word.
//Acknowledged.//
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