Misfire
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Post by Misfire on Jul 22, 2009 12:09:59 GMT -5
Happens, oh, let's say Day Four of Space. Open to Fleetwind and Skystrike, of course, and anyone else who may decide to wander by their room.
Misfire has done his share of space travel, so being on Ship- even a ship this large- doesn't really openly phase him much. He will admit, if asked, that he misses having open stretches of sky to fly. The sim rooms, while amazingly accurate, simply aren't the same.
And while yes, the ship is technically large enough for him to fly through, he doesn't think such a thing would be well looked upon.
He's been making rounds, more to have something to do than anything. It's only distracted him for a bit, though, and now he's heading back to his room. Gah, he really doesn't want to spend much time there. Fleetwind and Skystrike as his roommates are fine, more than fine. A stroke of good luck, really. But it's still small and cramped (to Misfire, anyway) and he can't see the stars. Being able to look out at the passing stars helps his mood.
Looking at that pastel Seeker doesn't improve your mood?
I am impressed by his flying ability and that's all, Aimless. Now shut up.
Misfire enters the shared room then, waving absently at whoever may be present, if anyone is.
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Fleetwind
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Post by Fleetwind on Jul 22, 2009 20:54:25 GMT -5
The pastel Seeker sits in a chair next to a desk, peering at a terminal. He looks bored, and looks like he's trying to hide it, tapping absently at the screen. Fleetwind is trying to use his time productively, but the same problems that are keeping Misfire from flying are keeping Fleetwind from it, too.
He'll probably end up flying on the ship after a time.
As Misfire comes in, he looks up and gives a faint nod in reply to the other's wave.
"Greetings, Misfire," he answers before looking back at the screen.
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Post by Skystrike/Skylar Stringers on Jul 23, 2009 2:07:39 GMT -5
Skystrike has taken well to being cramped up. Years and years with ground pounders travelling underground tended to do that to a jet. 'Doing well' of course, included gaining a number of odd hobbies. Mainly involving body art because there was hardly anything else to make a mess of without getting some people annoyed.
"Hrm." Skystrike rumbles distractedly to Misfire as she etches patterns onto her knee with a piece of scrap metal.
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Eye-fire
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Post by Eye-fire on Jul 23, 2009 2:40:56 GMT -5
At first its low and muffled, but steadily getting louder and louder (Perhaps worryingly so), a number of bangs, crashes and thumps can be heard from the vents. Eventually the noises fade, but soon return, getting closer and closer again until they stop at about where the vents are.
A few thumps, scrapes, and curses later, the vents off and half an Eye-Fire falls out, his mid section stuck in the vent.
"What are you all doing in my room and can somebody pull me out?" Eye-Fire asks, upside down and swaying side to side slightly as he points a finger at all of them. It should be noted that his voice is as calm and normal as if this were a perfectly casual conversation.
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Misfire
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Post by Misfire on Jul 23, 2009 11:03:32 GMT -5
Misfire at first turns as if to sit near Fleetwind, perhaps to ask what the other Seeker is not-so-eagerly researching. But Aimless's mental snicker checks that movement, and instead, Misfire finds his berth and flops, hands behind his head as he leans back flat. Tilting his head lets him see what Skystrike is doing to herself, and he frowns. Is that healthy?
"What are y-," he starts, before the banging and clanging he was trying to ignore becomes too much. Misfire sighs heavily when half an Eye-Fire drops in from the vent over Misfire's head.
"You have the wrong room, sniper. Good thing your aim is better than your sense of direction," Misfire quips, before reaching up to try and grasp Eye-Fire's hand.
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Fleetwind
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Post by Fleetwind on Jul 23, 2009 21:31:08 GMT -5
Fleetwind glances up, and gives Eye-Fire a nod as Misfire helps him out.
(Gee, there sure are a lot of fires in this room, aren't there? And not a drop of water to be found!)
"Wrong room, Eye-Fire." He tilts his head. "Learning the escape routes the old fashioned way?" he asks.
He doesn't say much to Skystrike because he hasn't said much to her all evening, and she hasn't said much to him. Up until now, it's been a very quiet room.
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Post by Skystrike/Skylar Stringers on Jul 24, 2009 13:27:04 GMT -5
"Roomful of fliers and we're in the wrong room." Skystrike mumbles before pausing briefly in her work to look up at Eye-Fire. Or rather, the vent that the sniper was stuck in as the seeker had more interest in weilding the thing shut than Eye-Fire himself.
... On the other hand, people falling in from the vents was amusing. Hm, what a dilemma.
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Eye-fire
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Post by Eye-fire on Jul 25, 2009 16:20:18 GMT -5
"Wrong room? Blast it all." Eye-Fire says as he lets his arm fall, and his optic sink as well. He is disappointed. He tries to help push himself out when Misfire begins to to tug, but he's well and truly stuck.
"The escape routes, yes, but I'd also like to know where someone could hide who isn't suppose to be on the ship, you know, like an assassin, or a lasercore devouring monster, or gnomes." He says, being apparently entirely serious.
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Misfire
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Post by Misfire on Jul 25, 2009 18:50:33 GMT -5
"Oh for....," Misfire dissolves into muttered curses as he tugs as hard as he can, and yet Eye-Fire refuses to budge. Really, they might not have been in for the most exciting afternoon (evening, morning?), but this is not exactly what Misfire would call a welcome distraction.
"Well, I'm not cutting you out of there. Hook'll have my plating if I tear up his shiny new ship. Maybe we can push you hard enough to stuff you back in, and you can either transform into you tiny gun self, or wriggle your way to a larger exit."
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Fleetwind
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Post by Fleetwind on Jul 26, 2009 0:47:56 GMT -5
Fleetwind frowns up at the gunformer who is apparently /stuck/ in his air vent.
"What's stopping you from transforming into gun mode now, actually?" he asks, then he looks at Misfire. "Maybe you can cut him out without cutting the ship. I mean, his limbs have got to be easier to put back on than welding a new plate to the vent would be."
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Post by Skystrike/Skylar Stringers on Jul 26, 2009 14:33:24 GMT -5
"I have a saw blade if anyone needs it." Skystrike offers nonchalantly. Dismembering hapless fellow Decepticons was a good cause, after all.
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Eye-fire
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Post by Eye-fire on Jul 26, 2009 16:09:53 GMT -5
"The fact that I'm bent into an L shape in a vent that was already too small, that's what. I expected there to be a gun rack for me under this vent, not a bed." He says calmly, but then perks up at the talk of sawing bits off him off. Or just cutting him in half.
"Lets operate on the assumption that the mech trapped in the vents isn't capable of blasting hands off faster can you can grab your own weapons. Trust me, this will go much, much smoother." He continues, plainly and flatly. He hasn't transformed his hand yet, but it looks to be a distinct possibility in the future.
Assuming they don't all suddenly rush for weapons or hacksaws, he'll get around to his own ideas for getting out of this jam soon.
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Misfire
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Post by Misfire on Jul 26, 2009 21:02:56 GMT -5
Eye-Fire seems to be forgetting that Misfire is still grasping one of his hands. And that he is sitting on the berth directly below him, just inches from Eye-Fire.
So while yes, Eye-Fire could transform his hand and try to shoot them all rather quickly, Misfire- who is also quite quick and agile-can shove Aimless directly under Eye-Fire's optic casing. In such a situation, accuracy is no longer an issue.
As Misfire is not in the best of moods, that is exactly what he does.
"Let's also operate on the assumption that people foolish enough to go blundering about in too-small spaces should not quibble over the method by which those he has so rudely interrupted are attempting to remove his irritating presence."
Misfire is not one given to idly threatening his fellows. But Eye-fire's logic is lacking, and Misfire does not like his friends being threatened. Misfire had no intentions of cutting Eye-Fire up till then. Now, he is more inclined to go with the majority feeling on the subject.
OOC: Eye-Fire, you've reached an ICA=ICC (In Character Actions=In Character Consequences) point. I need to point out now that while Misfire and Eye-Fire are equal in agility, Misfire has a greater strength. He also has the advantage in leverage and positioning. Eye-Fire can most certainly attempt to shoot Misfire, or anyone else in the room, but Misfire will be struggling with him and throwing off his aim should he do so.
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Fleetwind
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Post by Fleetwind on Jul 26, 2009 23:38:37 GMT -5
Fleetwind looks down at the guns attached to his shoulders. You know, the ones he wouldn't have to draw because they're already in place? The ones that he doesn't even need hands to use?
"You know, Eye-Fire, for a sniper you're not very observant sometimes."
He doesn't actually aim his weapon, but that's mostly because Misfire is in the way.
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Post by Skystrike/Skylar Stringers on Jul 27, 2009 7:43:37 GMT -5
Skystrike inclines her head to properly peer up at Eye-Fire and give him a most flat look. Stuck in a vent and outnumbered was apparently a fine time to start threatening people. People who already had weapons attached to them in the first place too, how quaint.
He just had to go make a group of relatively sane fliers grumpy, didn't he?
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