Nightbeat
Minor
Lord High Instructor, Duke of Snack
Cybertron's Greatest Detective
Posts: 373
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Post by Nightbeat on Oct 2, 2007 21:50:03 GMT -5
"We weren't getting anywhere, Boss. We were just goin' 'round in circles. He didn't know enough to give us any real information."
With a grunt, he gets to his feet. "And frankly... I hate being lied to. Don't mind lying myself, but I'll be slagged if I'll tolerate being lied to. Maybe we could've fed him some misinformation... Maybe. We ain't talking about zealots like Thunderwing or headcases like Straxus. This is Starscream we're talking about. Unless our lies were damn good... We weren't gonna really get anywhere."
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Oct 2, 2007 22:47:29 GMT -5
Emirate Xaaron notes bitterly, "If you're well enough to complain, you're well enough to chase Hardwire."
He has no sympathy for Nigthbeat, not when the smoking holes in his own armour are Nightbeat's fault.
Emirate Xaaron thinks he can trick Starscream. He had a great plan lined up, too!
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Nightbeat
Minor
Lord High Instructor, Duke of Snack
Cybertron's Greatest Detective
Posts: 373
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Post by Nightbeat on Oct 3, 2007 22:11:14 GMT -5
"Yeah, yeah. Chase scene time, I know," Nightbeat groused, before transforming and racing off in the direction he saw "Hardwire" going.
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Oct 4, 2007 15:29:09 GMT -5
Emirate Xaaron is all alone now. Wouldn't it be fantastic if Hardwire came back now and shot him, since Emirate Xaaron doesn't have anyone to protect him?
He crosses his arms and sighs. Medical is fairly close, but it's also under quarantine. Knowing that he's useless for chasing, Emirate Xaaron decides to track down Firebolt, who wanted to see the candidates. He'll just be careful.
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