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Post by fangsan on Jan 9, 2010 16:12:10 GMT -5
With his eyes shut as he sat upon a roof top, anyone who could look into the shadows and found Ravage there would mistaken him for doing many things. However really all he was doing was waiting for someone to come over so he wasn't by himself. Shivering a little bit, claws were scratching groves into the metal he was settled on a nervous action.
With his eyes shut he could block out the feeling of been alone, it was a simple and cheap trick he did to himself often and was perfect for while he waited. After sending out his radio message and then his location, all the cat bike could do was wait. Wondering why he was so looking forward to him of all the Decepticon's, maybe to prove something to the other Ravage more so purely desperate.
The building he was facing and would be looking at if his eyes were open was a cross between a museum and a library, it was a perfect place for him to find any clues or information on Cybretron a world he had never known yet was meant to be his home. The place had little in the way of defence from a look, other bots would consider just rushing in and forcing their way to the information. Something Ravage knew wouldn't be possible, he'd gone inside already and looked around as a visitor, for a world of crime where he could access bank accounts easily their data was far more secure.
That made him wonder more and more as well as worry.
It was also the goal of his cause, what was rightfully the Decepticon's and so it was what he would do what he could and must. No one else could do this, after all if they had been able to they would of done so by now. But then again not all were as tact full as he and that was something he plan to prove, yes the other Ravage had firepower he himself had hacking and stealth.
"Come on Big Cat where are you." He uttered gently to himself, still not daring to open his eyes and face the fact he was alone, his tail whipping behind him back and forth. He wasn't even sure if anyone else was going to shop up, still unsure if Ravage would as well. But all he could do was wait, staying still and hidden.
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Post by Ravage (ROTF) on Jan 10, 2010 22:23:52 GMT -5
"Big Cat" is arriving, flying low in his beetle mode. As Ravage passes over the rooftop on which is namesake crouches, he unfolds and drops, landing lightly just behind the smaller cat.
"Mrrrrr"
He huffs, taking in the scents of this strange city, the scent of the false Ravage's worry and fear. For that is what Ravage sees in the young cat-bike. It will take much to change that opinion.
Ravage doesn't speak. He pads softly up next to the other Ravage and looks down, waiting.
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Post by fangsan on Jan 11, 2010 4:52:54 GMT -5
Ravage didn't move, he was going to change that opinion and it was starting now. Even if he had the scent of fear, he wasn't going to show it tail flicking once.
//About time you got here Big-Cat I was getting bored waiting.// While speaking to the other Ravage on the radio was nothing to shout about, the fact he opened up his own private one could be impressive. A secure link shared between himself and the larger cat like bot.
Getting up and pacing a few times, the small Ravage looked up towards his larger version. //I've read the files on you. I think this should work.// Even if there were no open records for him, the cat-bike was busy.
Looking at their target he was still and silent for a few moments, trying to look and act mature no fear over what they were about to do. //You know the importance of data and knowledge? Its part of the reason your All Spark was so important after all.//
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Post by Ravage (ROTF) on Jan 12, 2010 12:26:43 GMT -5
Ravage is unconcerned about whatever the kitten claims to have read. His information is not locked in the main Decepticon database*, and the information he has kept hidden from them is safely secure in Soundwave's databanks. The kitten can't hack those files and that no matter how hard he tries.
He growls, low and deep. //Knowledge. Data. They are power.//
Another growl, and his snarls out. //Frenzy would be useful here.// Ravage sounds like he dislikes admitting that the vulgar little handful of razorblades is useful at all.
//What do you seek?//
*except perhaps his medical scans, which may be locked by Hook to be viewable only by engineering staff as are all the other move mechs'. If you want Ravage to have hacked those files, you need to ask Hook first.
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Post by fangsan on Jan 12, 2010 17:25:45 GMT -5
Ravage looked at his larger counter part and shook his head from side to side. //While maybe useful he would likely draw too much attention and drive me up the wall.//
He was now tempted to call for Frenzy just to try and annoy the other Ravage, a thought he soon sent away.
//Anyway, I can hack these systems with ease if I can get close enough to them.// He noted looking up towards the other feline. //So don't worry about the hacking stuff.//
His head then turned towards the building. //I managed a brief skim at their files, they have data on Unicron which I wish to see. But there was nothing about Cybertron, I want to be sure of what knowledge if any they have about our kinds.//
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Post by Ravage (ROTF) on Jan 13, 2010 13:00:06 GMT -5
When Ravage the Younger mentions that Frenzy would drive him up the wall, Ravage the Elder momentarily considers radioing Frenzy as well.
That does not bode well for their coming cooperative effort.
He snarls out, //Overconfident.// There is no question in the big cat's processor that Ravage is so. He is too young, and too untried.
//It's Power. It will be more protected than you think.// Ravage huffs, looking down at the smaller cat. //If easy, would not need me.//
//Reconnaissance?//
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Post by fangsan on Jan 14, 2010 9:23:31 GMT -5
Looking up towards his elder, Ravage shook his head from side to side a few times. //If I was overconfident and expect it to be unprotected I wouldn't of called for help would I?// He tried to make a point, while young yes he wasn't foolish. Just immature still.
//And so I'm aware its protected and aware I need you.// He shot a glare towards the larger cat. //So are you going to help me or are you going to just lecture me. Your Soundwave would likely enjoy the data we get after all.//
Of course he was going to be giving the data over himself was his plan, an attempt to improve his standing.
//I've looked around the display halls while it was open. None of the computer in the public areas will do what we need, so Big Cat we'll have to get into the back stage area.// He stood up pacing back and forth a few times on the edge of the roof. //As for security, they have two the low threat 'rent a guard' and tougher hired muscle.//
He paused, his tail swiping the air behind him some of the blades getting close to the larger Ravage.
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Post by Ravage (ROTF) on Jan 14, 2010 23:28:48 GMT -5
Ravage yawns and stretches front legs extended, claws splayed, back arched as he attempts to hide his initial fury over the upstart daring to bring Soundwave into this. There's a tension running through the great cat as he straightens and looks over at the kitten again.
//I am here. But I do not rush.// No, rushing gets you killed, or captured, or worse punished and Ravage wishes to be sure of what lies ahead.
His tail flicks. //Not the guards to worry, then. For you, the worry is what is inside.// He growls to punctuate the point.
And a valid point it is. The kitten thinks he can hack these files easily, but is he prepared for what ghosts may be in the machines, guarding the data? Getting in may be easy. Getting out intact...that is another matter.
//Plan?// Does the kitten even have one?
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Post by fangsan on Jan 15, 2010 11:45:53 GMT -5
//I agree with you there. No need to rush.// Ravage smiled inside to himself, there was the brief little bit of tension he saw on his larger counter part. Soundwave was a useful tool.
A thought he quickly shook out of his head, trying to use Soundwave would only back fire on him at some point.
Moving up closer to stand next to the other feline bot the younger of the cat bots nods his head a few times. //I have half a plan. I want your help and ideas to form the other.// Not true, he had made a full plan, but was going to be diplomatic here.
//Looking around there are two good ways in and three good ways out I've spotted myself.// He nodded his head, smiling as he showed he was thinking this over and had an idea what he was doing.
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Post by Ravage (ROTF) on Jan 16, 2010 11:21:33 GMT -5
A low growl comes form Ravage. He does not want the young cat so close.
//Definition of "good"?// he asks, //And what ways?//
Of course, there are certain to be other ways. Perhaps not ways either Ravage could enter, this is true. But certainly there are ways a razor-thin mech of singular mind could enter the building and assist.
But Ravage will not call out his partner yet. The bladey thing needs a set purpose before being awakened.
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Post by fangsan on Jan 17, 2010 16:43:57 GMT -5
Hearing the growl Ravage moved away slightly still close but distance that it didn't look like he was trying to bug the larger feline boy.
//Good been ones which aren't too easy they must be traps but still would make for easy exits with few around them.// He answered with another nod. //There is a back door likely for deliverers with less used doorway by that.//
He waited to see if there was any response before carrying on. //Or there is what appears to be a garbage chute. While small its large enough for us to enter and I doubt anyone would expect us to get in that way.//
It wouldn't be a pleasant way either, but Ravage was mature enough or at least willing to use any means he had to. //Oh and there is a vent system, but its too small for even me to crawl in and I don't know where it leads.//
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Post by Ravage (ROTF) on Jan 19, 2010 12:55:05 GMT -5
Ravage growls out, //Big enough for me is big enough for small bots, human-likes. Should be monitored. Video feeds. Alarms for garbage backing up or clogged.// He shakes himself. Data on this planet indicates a possible suspicious nature, like the human's fascination with crime. It is never good to just assume that an area isn't monitored because it isn't likely.
His partner can get in and disable alarms through the vents, but that may trip even more. Again, Ravage wishes for Frenzy. The little monster could trick most any system into thinking they were invisible.
So. A distraction would be better. Something to draw away the guards while the kitten made his attempt.
//Guards are where? Rounds? Have you timed them?//
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Post by fangsan on Jan 20, 2010 13:33:03 GMT -5
With the final comment from Ravage he nodded his head and turned to walk over to a large area of empty roof top. "I have watched them for a while and timed them too."
The smaller Ravage then started to scratch into the metal roof top a scale plan of the outside of the museum adding the routes the guards took along with rough counts of how long their patrols took
"Think you can read and understand all that Big Cat?" Ravage asked with a smile checking over his plan and already having a feeling that the other bot was planning to draw away guards.
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Post by Ravage (ROTF) on Jan 20, 2010 15:26:34 GMT -5
Ravage studies the diagram as the smaller cat sketches it out, and is about to request more details about the guards' rounds when the kitten dares to impugn his intelligence.
His ears go back as his head drops, optic narrowing to a slit, his body drawn taunt in preparation for a pounce. He wants to finally make it clear to this false Ravage that he is not to be taken so lightly, that he is alpha in this pairing. Ravage can work together with others well enough, but not when he is belittled at nearly every turn. He has not been outwardly treating the younger cat with such condescension, despite what he might be thinking.
The part of him that is more robot than cat reminds him that fighting with the young one would be counter-productive to a mission of stealth.
So instead, one widespread paw flashes out in an attempt to roughly press against the smaller cat's neck, push him down to the rooftop.
//I am not unintelligent, Ravage,// he growls out, and it seems to be an effort for him to form the full sentence without it sounding choppy. //I have much experience in such infiltrations. I am skilled in data gathering and the understanding of such. I am not some young and untried hatchling.// He stares down at Ravage. //As you are. I will assist. I will help you grow. I will not suffer being treated as if I have a half-shorted CPU.//
//Now,// he continues, removing his paw (if he succeeded in the grab and press), //How much time is needed?//
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Post by fangsan on Jan 21, 2010 10:01:39 GMT -5
This hurt and scared Ravage.
Going from sat up and looking pleased with himself to suddenly held under a large strong paw, forced down against the roof top with the larger Ravage growling a warning at him.
Even after he was freed the younger of the two felines was still down against the roof, his eyes wide a look of terror and fear on his face. For a few clicks he felt like running away fleeing and stopping this whole mis guided plan. But that would be counter productive and that was one thing his Soundwave had taught him.
And so staying down low looking up towards the larger, strong and spiker Ravage he glanced down to the map he'd drawn. A small voice spoken breaks the otherwise silence and radio talk to have been sharing.
"N-not long...only a few Cycles, f-five tops. I...I know where their security room is. I'll h-head there first. O-open a way in for y-you."
He shivers, finally rising up to his feet again slow but hanging his head down low. In the back of his mind he wanted to make one comment and one comment alone but knew it wouldn't help at all.
All he had meant with his question before, could the other Ravage read his writing which he knew wasn't the best.
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