Shortround
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Breaker of the Fourth Wall
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Post by Shortround on Apr 11, 2008 1:33:22 GMT -5
Shortround took advantage of his larger size to deliver his parts first, but Shortround prefers to be unnoticed, so he instead focuses on painting the mining worm.
Painting with claws for hands is hard. Especially if the thing in question is a rather small worm. But Shortround will persevere, and then maybe sell it on uBay as an unreleased prototype or something.
OOC: Skippable
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Post by Starfighter on Apr 11, 2008 9:05:07 GMT -5
Starfighter, already getting the heebies from seeing Duskwing's condition, has moved straight through jeebies and into fragging terrified. To his credit he keeps his hands from shaking and his vocalizer from stuttering, but his trembling wings clatter a few times against the table.
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Duskwing
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"What the slag happened?"
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Post by Duskwing on Apr 11, 2008 9:33:51 GMT -5
Duskwing froze and stared at Hook for several long minutes. Then he stared some more.
"Is dat like bein' stuck in your head and knowin' what you want to say, only the words won't come out of your vocalizer when you try to talk? Like hearin' people say stuff to youse and you know you oughta understand it, but it just don't quite make sense--or maybe it almost makes sense, but the sense gets all mixed up when youse try to put it to-- to-- together into words? Dat like being trapped by your own bad CPU into being not much more than an ex--exp-- expend-- slaggit!! I mean, a combat drone dey can lose?"
Duskwing's gaze snapped over to Starfighter. "What the slag is your problem? Don't you go cuttin' my wings up shaking like dat!"
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Post by Hook on Apr 11, 2008 12:13:15 GMT -5
While Duskwing is working through his thoughts on what Hook said, the Constructicon finishes closing up the jet's wing. He glances at Starfighter's progress and makes a disapproving sound.
Well, there are some tweaks that need to be made in Duskwing's chest. Since that is already conveniently opened up...
He listens as Duskwing talks, hands wrist-deep in the Seeker as he works on replacing and adjusting any Perceptor-modified spars, wiring, or tubes.
That was... very interesting. Hmm. "Yes, Duskwing. Something like that."
Closer than some might think, even.
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Post by Starfighter on Apr 12, 2008 13:31:42 GMT -5
"I don't have a problem!" Starfighter snapped back, nearly cutting down too far. He composed himself quickly and went back to doing his work, precisely and neatly and possibly a wee bit faster than he'd been going before.
Again he feels a twinge of shame at Hook's disapproval, but it's hardly his fault. Duskwing's being a big meanie, anyway.
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Duskwing
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"What the slag happened?"
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Post by Duskwing on Apr 12, 2008 17:21:27 GMT -5
Duskwing, on the other hand, considered himself much put upon. He was the one who had been shot up, beaten, and was being repaired for the second time in a matter of hours with live pain sensors. Starfighter merely had to follow Hook's orders.
He glared at Starfighter, then turned back to Hook. "Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, dere Prime--the guy what looks like a clown-wagon. He winds up my turbines bad--I said stuff I shouldn't, but couldn't help it, he made me so mad. Made me crazy, made me hit guys who I knew could take it out on me so wasn't a smart thing to do, see?"
While Hook and Starfighter worked on him, Duskwing continued to talk. "Anyway, dat Prime likes to hurt people, and he likes to watch other people hurting people. You know guys like dat. Dunno if he's the type dat would let it distract him from somethin' more important. Oh, he can do some funky thing, give you a nasty zap with his hand."
"Yellow and black wasp-face guy--'Bee' or something--looks like he's naked, like Wreckage does, only different shape. Turns into a car. He's a mean one; likes to bash heads in, like mine. Likes hurting people, too, and I think dat Clown-Prime likes that Wasp-face likes to. He's going to die."
"Was a little bitty blue guy, like our Preds, hanging around, only a bit bigger. Too small for a mini-bot. Lessee..." Duskwing ponders a bit more, finally giving someone else a chance to get a word in edgewise.
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Post by Hook on Apr 12, 2008 21:43:45 GMT -5
"As long as he doesn't die in a way that will bring trouble down on us before we're ready." No, Hook, really has no problems with Duskwing killing this 'Bee eventually. The Autobot isn't in his Engineering division, nor is he Needlenose. Therefore, he can die screaming if it so becomes him.
"Any century now, Starfighter."
That was probably Scrapper talking.
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Post by Starfighter on Apr 12, 2008 22:30:49 GMT -5
"Um...yessir?" Starfighter held up one hand confusedly. He was already done, simply cleaning the tools off for his next task.
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Duskwing
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"What the slag happened?"
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Post by Duskwing on Apr 13, 2008 9:20:33 GMT -5
Duskwing stared blankly at Hook for a few minutes. "Yes sir, got it. Anyway, there's a dame dat is all rusty-lookin'; I think she's a motorbike-thing." Duskwing had missed Screwdriver's brief visit with the Decepticons.
"Dere's a blue car-bot--did I mention him before? Mean-looking guy." The dark blue Seeker paused for a moment. "Den dere's dat red-bot. Perceptor. I told you about him; he did this to me. He likes hurting people, too, but he's sly about it, you know? Not in your face like Wasp-face. Pretends to be nice when he's piling on the pain," Duskwing growled. "He's gonna die in the war, bet ya."
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Post by Hook on Apr 14, 2008 10:52:14 GMT -5
"A rusty-looking female motorcycle? We have another Junkion around here?"
Perhaps this one will not get as tetchy about having limbs ripped off experimentally.
Perhaps not.
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Post by Starfighter on Apr 14, 2008 16:33:37 GMT -5
Ah, a happy Hook. Well, less annoyed Hook. Starfighter stands quietly with his hands folded in front of him, waiting for the next order.
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Duskwing
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"What the slag happened?"
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Post by Duskwing on Apr 14, 2008 17:42:42 GMT -5
Duskwing gave Hook a baffled frown. "You mean dose guys Dead End wrote all that stuff about?"
He noticed Starfighter standing still and scowled; normally, Duskwing wouldn't bother a repair tech, having learned the hard way not to, but there was something about Starfighter that just screamed "Kick me!" to Duskwing. It didn't help that whatever Hook was carving on hurt like hell, and the areas Hook hadn't fixed yet hurt like Purgatory.
"Hey! You--the klutz! You gonna just stand there takin' up space, or you got something to do?" Duskwing growled at Starfighter.
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Post by Hook on Apr 15, 2008 11:25:19 GMT -5
"Yes, those people," Hook answers semi-patiently as he finishes with Duskwing's chest and moves around to begin gutting the wing Starfighter opened up.
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Post by Starfighter on Apr 15, 2008 14:39:41 GMT -5
He'd just helped Duskwing and now the mech was yelling at him? ...so this was why medics seemed to be in a constant state of cranky.
Starfighter took a step back to allow Hook room to work. "I just might," he said angrily yet cautiously. "And it might involve you. Or I might not, if you take that tone with me."
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Duskwing
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"What the slag happened?"
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Post by Duskwing on Apr 15, 2008 19:07:02 GMT -5
"Yeah, well, I didn't read it. Too long," Duskwing said. He scowled. "Maybe I should. Like dat human stuff Sky-byte told us to read--Sue Sun, or whatever. At least he keeps it simple, but dere's a lot of it. Don't know why he can't just give us orders to do stuff."
Duskwing stared at Starfighter. Maybe the guy wasn't a complete pushover. "Maybe."
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