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Post by Phobia/Pierce Fobster on Dec 6, 2011 17:27:23 GMT -5
Phobia doesn’t underestimate her and her boyfriends, he merely isn’t terrified of them as he was of Scourge! That, and with their current proximity, he can feel a lot of what she was doing there, which was a tad... worrisome.
He quietly takes his seat, going through what notes they had of the Autobot Elita-1 before frowning quietly. There was something oddly amiss here. He is not familiar enough with Blackarachnia’s emotional patterns to say much, but even people who went through extreme changes tended to keep some similarities in their presence.
This Autobot, her presence didn’t... match Blackarachnia’s. Not even distantly.
“Do you remember who you are?” he asks gently, focusing his senses. It was a good place to establish a baseline, test the limits of what they can get out of her.
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Tarantulas
Minor
The not-so-friendly neighborhood spider-man
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Post by Tarantulas on Dec 7, 2011 22:43:55 GMT -5
Tarantulas waits long enough to see that Phobia seems to have the situation under control, then hops down off the operating table and trots out the door after Scourge. "Have fun!" he calls over his shoulder.
OOC: Out of thread.
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Dec 7, 2011 23:09:47 GMT -5
It takes a lot of mental fumbling. There's something... wrong with the settings panel, beyond just being unfamiliar. A lot of the options are greyed out. However, Sentinel Prime gets those circuit breakers thrown, and she feels... well, not better, since her lower arms and legs are numb, but at least that nasty stasis web drain is gone.
Tarantulas is gone, too! This is like Primemas! Only with bondage and torture instead of presents. So nothing like Primemas at all. Except for that one time...
Sentinel Prime sniffs disdainfully, tilting her head back in a vain attempt to look down her nose at Phobia, and she replies haughtily, "I am Elita-1, Elite Guard science-bot second class, [serial number]." Good that Sentinel Prime actually knows Elita-1's serial number. "Why wouldn't I remember who I am?"
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Post by Phobia/Pierce Fobster on Dec 8, 2011 18:04:19 GMT -5
Now why did that feel like a lie?
Phobia doesn’t outwardly display his puzzlement, he just looks at the information on his datapad to see if what Sentinel was saying matched up with the written information. It did. Something strange was going on here. He really did wish Blackarachnia would be here to observe at the very least. He’ll just have to go through the recordings with her after this- if he can get her cooperation.
“Do you recall what happened to you before you woke up here?” he asks gently, pretending to take notes as he focuses his senses. Phobia wants the report from Elita-1’s post mortem examination right about now. Whether or not he gets verbal answers here the emotional reaction would be quite telling.
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Dec 8, 2011 18:26:54 GMT -5
"I don't see why I should tell you," Sentinel Prime huffs. She is acting much like a starlet who has been sentenced to community service for her drunk driving: indignant over her rich first world problems.
The truth is, of course, a lot scarier than that. She is quite aware that Scourge was talking about killing her, when she thinks back on it, now that her head's a bit clearer. None of it makes sense, of course, but as near as she can tell, she... was still a he and dying on an alien ship, and then she woke up here a woman in Elita-1's body. Sentinel Prime is thinking that the Decepticons are probably not behind all this given how confused the Decepticons all seem, unless they seriously want to screw with her head, which is possible.
But, okay, so... the Decepticons found what they thought was a body. Blackarachnia wanted to use it to get rid of her disgusting spider mode. Sentinel Prime is in the body for... some reason.
Maybe the idea that they're screwing with her again does make more sense.
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Post by Phobia/Pierce Fobster on Dec 9, 2011 10:39:37 GMT -5
That was the classic response of someone who didn’t know. It didn’t actually mean they didn’t know, but Phobia considers the situation. Here they have an Autobot who had been dead. Her presence did not have anything similar to Blackarachnia in spite of the fact that they were the same people. There was the peculiar and overwhelming feeling of being in a stranger’s shell and she’d lied about knowing who she was.
“If you do not remember,” Phobia begins quietly, pausing in his non-note taking. “We have the post mortem report. Perhaps that will help jog your memory.” A potential bargaining chip placed on the table. Does ‘Elita’ want to know?
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Dec 9, 2011 13:24:46 GMT -5
"You have conjecture," Sentinel Prime says derisively. She smiles falsely sweetly, like saccharine-coated bitter almonds. "I know what I know. I still have no reason at all to cooperate with you, don't you know? If I don't talk, that darling black semi of yours," oh, gag Sentinel Prime with a spoon - stupid Elita-1 and what she finds attractive, "will kill me. If I do talk, I suspect that tall, dark, and handsome will kill a lot more good bots than just me."
She titters to herself, a wicked little laugh - oh, she's a good bot now? Good enough, she supposes. Maybe even better.
"But that's your job, isn't it, hmm? To give me a reason to wag my tongue? I can't say I'm... inspired yet." Sentinel Prime licks her lips and looks expectantly at Phobia.
And hates herself a bit, because seriously, she has no idea how Elita-1 managed to toe that Good Girl/Femme Fatale divide, and being Sentinel Prime, she would really rather just cuff Phobia and haul him off to the stockade, if that was an option.
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Post by Phobia/Pierce Fobster on Dec 9, 2011 18:08:12 GMT -5
“We know who killed you and how you died. Hardly conjecture.” The post mortem report included the last few seconds of living memory that they have recovered after all, alongside some rather specific weapon wounds.
… He very, very carefully keeps his voice and face neutral because the Autobot did NOT need to know how weird that attempt at seduction was. Because it was weird. On every level.
“We only wish to know the reasons why a corpse awoke in our infirmary,” the bike continues, softly. “That has little to do with whether or not Lord Scourge will kill people. He will do so regardless of your being alive or not.” Why would the Autobot think her presence would stop it? It might momentarily hinder it, but it probably won’t stop Scourge.
“Your contribution of information may very well prolong your life. You could live to return to your comrades. It all depends on what you tell us.” Of course ‘living’ could very well just be downloading her onto a floppy disk and keeping it away for future use.
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Dec 9, 2011 18:32:30 GMT -5
"Oh, again with this dead thing," Sentinel Prime says derisively, making it clear that she refuses to believe anyone on the dead matter. Denial is comfortable. An Autobot of her reality simply cannot be dead and sapient. They do not work that way. She thinks she is sapient. She refuses to believe that she could be a drone giving a passing fair imitation of thought. So she must be alive.
Phobia wants to know why she woke up in their infirmary? She would like to know that, too. She would also like to know why she is in Elita-1's body.
Sentinel Prime would like to know where Elita-1 is, if not here, because she must be alive. She simply must. Sentinel Prime can't deal with her being dead and then turning into an evil spider (which is what all ex-girlfriends do when they die) again.
She huffs, "Look. Scourge is going to kill me. He said so. It's a thing. It happened. Did he give you authority to offer me my life for information, lil' two-wheeler? Because I think that would make the spider-glitch very unhappy. She wants this body, you know. So mirrors won't crack when she looks in them." She laughs unpleasantly. "Or was this your idea, hmm? Because it would be a shame to let this go to waste, and I think you know it."
There is not enough bleach in the universe, Sentinel Prime thinks.
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Post by Phobia/Pierce Fobster on Dec 9, 2011 20:30:16 GMT -5
Phobia didn’t say ‘Elita’ is dead, only that she had previously been a corpse. She was quite alive now as far as he can see and he thinks it’s quite strange that she is so distressed about it now. Was it the lack of spark thing?
“If our Lord is presented with enough evidence to the contrary, he may very well change his mind.” Scourge is much more reasonable than Galvatron. “It isn’t that difficult to give you a new body anyways. We have a few spare bodies from the rocks.” They did it with Onslaught, didn’t they? Although Phobia still thinks the floppy disk option is much more viable. The final option was storing the Autobot away Combaticon style, but that would slowly drive him insane and that was not necessarily conducive to further interrogation.
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Dec 9, 2011 22:03:21 GMT -5
Sentinel Prime smiles wanly, trying to think what Elita-1 would say. Good thing she has a life history of being a lying liar who lies and a flatterer. She says, sighing, "Boys like that are stubborn. 'Maybe' never did a single thing for anyone. A lonely little lone bot like me... why, I'd wander a firmer assurance than that."
Sentinel Prime has no spark. She has not noticed this fact yet, due to being in over her head under the waters of denial. However, the thing about body swaps in her reality, is that they are done via taking out the spark casing and putting it in a new body. Her spark casing could be removed, sure, but it is empty.
But she doesn't have a laser core or a brain module or anything like that, either.
This fact may turn out to be somewhat problematic.
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Post by Phobia/Pierce Fobster on Dec 11, 2011 14:05:08 GMT -5
This is a lot of lying even for Phobia to take in. It’s a good thing he has a visor because that eyebrow is threatening to raise itself rather high.
“I see,” he intones quietly. He’s learning that ‘Elita’ doesn’t like the implications of potentially being a corpse- one of the few honest things about this session thus far. The bike was also learning that she wasn’t really good at this pretending seduction business. It was frankly embarrassing to listen to.
That, and it wasn’t really the information he was looking for. “You seem to know Lord Scourge very well,” Phobia says, tilting his head. “Do you have someone similar in your reality?”
If he should come to know about Sentinel Prime’s predicaments relating to his lack of spark, he would be most sincerely disappointed that they couldn’t keep around for further interrogation. Alas.
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Dec 11, 2011 14:12:43 GMT -5
"Boys are all the same," Sentinel Prime says, because she thinks that is something Elita-1 would say. "They all have their... wants, their... needs."
And they are all best wrapped safely around the finger of a woman.
Sentinel Prime hopes Elita-1 did not actually believe that.
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Post by Phobia/Pierce Fobster on Dec 14, 2011 17:23:54 GMT -5
It really was unfortunate that Phobia was likely not going to have a lot of time. Getting verifiable facts out of a prisoner was a long and tedious process and there was no way to speed it up. He was getting ‘Elita’ to talk already and the conflicting emotional responses were quite informative.
“And if Lord Scourge is not a boy?” he says gently, just the barest hint of amusement. “Your perception of things seem rather impractical. Perhaps it isn’t so surprising that you landed in our infirmary after bumbling through death after all.”
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Dec 14, 2011 21:44:22 GMT -5
"Silly boy," Sentinel Prime says, and she smiles at Phobia.
That's it. Be annoyingly enigmatic. Cultivate a feminine mystique. Pretend to know it all
...slag, why can't she just lance him? Sentinel Prime wants to lance him.
Oh right, her lance is AWOL. Sentinel Prime is going to have to write it up for dereliction of duty.
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