Nightbeat
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Post by Nightbeat on Mar 26, 2008 16:03:41 GMT -5
And here goes more trash into the container.
Funny. A more suspicious mind might be convinced that there were signs of a struggle... there, and somebody had laid in the ground there.... And...
Oh, right. That had happened.
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Mar 26, 2008 17:59:50 GMT -5
The deep rumble-purr of a well-tuned but powerful engine can be heard coming up the ramp. The noise gets louder quickly, and shortly the gaudily covered vehicle mode of Rodimus Prime appears. Rodimus drives when he can, and why shouldn't he? If they have a base designed to be used by wheeled vehicles, might as well take advantage of it.
As soon as he makes his appearance, he transforms with an instinctual leap, then lands nimbly and surveys the mess left by the party. Then he chuckles and shakes his head. "So, how're things coming along?" he asks, the good humor left by the laugh still hanging around his voice.
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Slag
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Post by Slag on Mar 26, 2008 18:53:39 GMT -5
Oh hey look, its that other Rodimus Grimlock mentioned. Slag takes a moment to glare at him suspiciously, before returning to watch Nightbeat throwing away rubbish.
"Him stoopid at throwing things away. Me Slag say burn it all, but him think him too smart to listen to me" Slag says, with a derisive snort.
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Grimlock
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Post by Grimlock on Mar 26, 2008 19:13:34 GMT -5
Grimlock snorts at Slag. "Me already tell you that not best idea. No make me have to do it again."
He then looks at Nightbeat, then back at Rodimus. "It... Well, it going. Slowly, but that nature of being punished."
Though Nightbeat doesn't know yet that Slag will be rooming with him and Grimlock, so the fun's not over yet.
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Nightbeat
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Post by Nightbeat on Mar 26, 2008 20:09:29 GMT -5
Nightbeat looks up when Rodimus arrives. "Well, Rodimus, I've surveyed the crime scene and per my thorough investigations, it looks like someone made a drunken fool of himself and got got knocked out for his trouble. With any luck, I'll have a suspect list by the end of the day and the perp in custody by nightfall."
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Mar 26, 2008 20:48:00 GMT -5
Rodimus nods in agreement with Grimlock. "It's not supposed to be easy for him, Slag. It wouldn't be much of a punishment then." He doesn't point out either that Nightbeat can't burn it off, since that might encourage Slag to volunteer, or that burning it off might damage the building, because Dinobots typically don't seem to care much about that sort of thing.
At least they didn't back home.
Rodimus crosses his arms and snorts. "Very funny, Nightbeat. Though personally, I think this time you're better off just disposing of the evidence." Translation: "Get back to work!"
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Slag
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Post by Slag on Mar 26, 2008 22:38:53 GMT -5
Slag snorts once again. "Me Slag still think it good idea..." he mumbles, before looking suspiciously at Rodimus.
"Hnnh, him Grimlock say you different Rodimus... You look same to me Slag" he says, looking over Rodimus, noticing a few small differences. He then turns back to Grimlock. "Just because him Rodimus have small change it no mean him different! Me Slag think you Grimlock being dumb!" he snaps at the Dinobot commander.
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Grimlock
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Post by Grimlock on Mar 26, 2008 22:49:31 GMT -5
Grimlock facepalms at Nightbeat. "Me advise listening to Rodimus--"
And then Slag jabbers on. Did he really miss the other Dinobots -that- much...?
Another swift clock in the back of the head for the Triceratops. "Him not our Rodimus! Him tell me Grimlock that we have red eyes in his universe. There probably more stuff about him universe that different than ours, so me Grimlock say get facts straight before you go making fool of Slag!"
...yeah, he did. It's good having someone to smack around.
---------- Smacking done with permission.
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Nightbeat
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Post by Nightbeat on Mar 27, 2008 18:33:07 GMT -5
"Oh, I'm good at that one, chief," Nightbeat says, getting back to work.
He looks around. Shouldn't take too much longer to pick up the stray trash. And then, at least, he could get the hose.
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Mar 27, 2008 19:51:28 GMT -5
"He's right, Slag," Rodimus confirms Grimlock's statements. "That's not the only difference, though. In my reality you guys are several million years older, and built on Cybertron, not Earth."
He grins briefly at Grimlock's supervisory techniques, then hides the grin away. He's not supposed to approve of things like that... and yet, he did make his own Grimlock one of his chief advisors.
"Well, this time that's good to hear, Nightbeat, but I'll be keeping that in mind down the road." His tone is slightly playful, slightly warning.
Blasted youth element.
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Slag
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Post by Slag on Mar 27, 2008 21:57:20 GMT -5
Slag grumbles as he is hit again, glaring at Grimlock. "Well maybe next time you Grimlcok say so first! How me Slag know that?" He stays somewhat angry as the Prime explains his reality, before a look of confusion settles in.
"... Us Dinobots built on Cybertron? Me think that strange..." he says, trying to wrap his head around the concept.
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Grimlock
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Post by Grimlock on Mar 28, 2008 8:26:43 GMT -5
Grimlock catches a faint hint of Rodimus' grin, but doesn't let on. Good to know that this seems familar, or at least entertaining to the alternate-Rodimus. Then he looks over at Slag, shaking his head. "That just tip of iceberg when it come to strange things about this place... Like having Autobot Long Haul."
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Nightbeat
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Post by Nightbeat on Mar 29, 2008 19:17:36 GMT -5
Blasted time travel. Nightbeat knows Rodimus best when he's still a punk kid called Hot Rod. Shove a Matrix in his chest and suddenly he thinks he's the big boss? Well, okay, technically, he is, and he certainly seems to have matured up from the turbo-revving young punk Kup was known to go on about...
"I'll take that under advisement," he says, then adds, "sir."
"Trust me, that ain't the half of it, Grimlock."
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Mar 29, 2008 19:39:35 GMT -5
Rodimus's smile fades slightly at the belated 'sir,' but he says nothing and soon the moment has passed.
"Actually, you know, this place hasn't really struck me as that odd, to be honest." He looks around at the others, then shrugs. "That could be all the time travel speaking, though."
The Marvel guys tend to get so very jaded!
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Slag
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Post by Slag on Mar 29, 2008 22:05:12 GMT -5
Slag blinks. "Me Slag think this whole place crazy..." he says, shaking his head slowly.
Or maybe he's just disappointed he can't beat up one Constructicon as much now, or needs to actually ask which one he can. Slag never really noticed many differences between them...
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