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The Chancellor, Her Noble Potency, Empress Override. The Glorious Victor over Everyone Else On the Track
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Jan 10, 2010 22:11:56 GMT -5
Post by Override on Jan 10, 2010 22:11:56 GMT -5
OOC: Day 3, after the Event Horizon arrives on Pz-Zazz and most of the first wave has already left. Open thread, takes place on the Event Horizon.
Override is on Rock Watch.
This has her very annoyed, because she wants to be on the planet. Really badly wants to be on Pz-Zazz. As a result, she's not just standing Rock Watch. She's pacing it, pacing back and forth impatiently.
"A haven of vice. That's what they've been saying. Casinos, mobs, corrupt cops... do you know what that means?" she demands of anyone else standing watch with her... though it's possible she's being rhetorical.
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Jan 10, 2010 22:41:33 GMT -5
Post by Ultra Magnus on Jan 10, 2010 22:41:33 GMT -5
Watch was never an exciting duty; it meant long shifts of absolute boredom, but it was necessary. Ultra Magnus has rarely disliked it, though. It's usually predictable. Gives him a chance to centre himself.
This time, however, he can feel the doldrums pricking at his antennae just from watching Override's restless circuits of the room. However, Magnus remains resolutely seated at the console and keeps a silent count of each time Override passes him to pass the minutes.
"It means it's a mess down there," he murmurs whether or not Override meant her question rhetorically, shifting his weight in the chair. Eleven. "Criminals on every corner. Miscreants lurking in the doorways."
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Jan 10, 2010 23:03:35 GMT -5
Post by Override on Jan 10, 2010 23:03:35 GMT -5
"And gambling of all sorts!" Override exclaims, right hand pumped into the air, finger pointed upwards to emphasize what she's saying. She walks around to the front of Magnus's console and slams both hands down at the end facing her.
"And what do people bet on, huh? Just what sorts of things do people gamble on, Ultra Magnus?" she cuts herself off, frowning, and hesitates for a moment. "What's do you go by for short, anyway? Ultra? Magnus? That blue Prime seemed to think 'Magnus' was a title of some sort - he kept calling me one. But that would make your name, 'Ultra.'"
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Jan 10, 2010 23:50:16 GMT -5
Post by Ultra Magnus on Jan 10, 2010 23:50:16 GMT -5
"Card games," Ultra Magnus answers flatly. "Gladiator fights. Sparring matches. Where the next shell will land. People will bet on anything that has a chance if you give them the opportunity and anything with even a modicum of value." He looks at Override, unblinking, and sits up a little straighter. "I've seen soldiers bet cleaning duties on which faction will attack next. But I suspect you have something else in mind." The way she keeps moving around reminds him faintly of Blurr, but the speedster always moved around for its own sake. Override seems genuinely agitated.
The subject change fazes Ultra Magnus about as much as Override slapping the console did; it is a strange question, though.
"Ultra Magnus is my name," he explains, "not a title. Not where I come from." Now he looks awkward and his voice turns stilted as he adds, "Sometimes… others simply call me Magnus."
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Jan 11, 2010 8:41:43 GMT -5
Post by Override on Jan 11, 2010 8:41:43 GMT -5
"Races!" Override shouts, right hand thrust into the air, finger pointed up for emphasis. "People bet on races!" She walks back around the console and throws herself down into the empty seat next to Ultra Magnus, propping her feet up on it.
"There are races going on down on that planet, Ultra Magnus." Her hand balls into a fist and she jerks her thumb towards herself. "And I'm going to be in them!" Then she looks around the room and sighs. "Soon as I get done with this watch, anyway." Override snorts, then mutters, "Can't believe I'm letting anyone tell me not to race - I didn't even listen to that back when it was against the rules."
She falls silent for a moment in her own little cloud of discontent, but, while Override is fairly focused on the whole 'race' thing, she's not unobservant, and eventually something about the change in Ultra Magnus's demeaner pings on her. She frowns and looks over at the Autobot.
"Hey, you wanna talk about it?"
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Jan 11, 2010 21:02:26 GMT -5
Post by Ultra Magnus on Jan 11, 2010 21:02:26 GMT -5
With a one-shouldered shrug, and a half-blink of his optics, Ultra Magnus brushes aside his discomfiture.
"There's nothing to really talk about," he says. "Very few ever called me that; I've never thought of it as a nickname." He turns his seat to give Override a once-over much like the one he gave her earlier, when they arrived for duty. She's sleek and lean, all smooth lines. She could be from his own Cybertron for all the difference in build. "You're a racer, then?" he prompts, welcoming the change in subject.
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Jan 12, 2010 14:23:07 GMT -5
Post by Override on Jan 12, 2010 14:23:07 GMT -5
Override stares at Ultra Magnus for a moment in the same manner that she would if someone had asked, 'You're a robot, then?' Finally, she throws her head back and laughs.
"Are we here to stare at chunks of rock? Yes, I'm a racer. I'm the racer." She grins and settles back into her seat once more. "I'm not Cybertronian, I'm Velocitronian," which might explain her (continued) lack of sigils. "Our whole culture is built around racing. It's as essential to me as fuel."
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Jan 14, 2010 2:44:20 GMT -5
Post by Ultra Magnus on Jan 14, 2010 2:44:20 GMT -5
"Ah." A succinct explanation at the very least. Ultra Magnus nods and looks back to the stones. "That explains why you're everywhere at once. So… the entire culture…?" he muses. "Do you solve disputes with races, too?" That certainly would be a novel idea; have the leaders of the armies race instead of throwing their soldiers into each other until one group is less dead than the other. It wouldn't work, he's sure, but it's a novel idea.
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Jan 14, 2010 15:31:07 GMT -5
Post by Override on Jan 14, 2010 15:31:07 GMT -5
"Sure," Override answers, grinning widely. "Why not? There sure are worse methods!" She shakes her head faintly. "I know it only works if both sides are willing to abide by the results of the race, but you've gotta understand: until the Decepticons came, that never even occurred to us! Okay, sure, not everyone on Velocitron follows the rules or races fair, but when it's over, it's over. You win, you get the prize, and that includes when the prize is being able to call the shots." The implication here is that this is true even if you cheat or break rules to win the prize.
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Jan 18, 2010 22:25:09 GMT -5
Post by Ultra Magnus on Jan 18, 2010 22:25:09 GMT -5
Ultra Magnus nods his agreement; there are far, far worse ways to solve conflicts. Even as a soldier, even wondering how well letting a cheater keep an ill-gotten prize works – especially when allowed command of others – he knows and understands all too well. He frowns faintly when Override explains that her world changed with the arrival of Decepticons and Autobots. Dragging innocents into their war seems to be the way of his kind.
"I see," is all he says, very quietly, optics dimming in pensive thought.
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Jan 19, 2010 9:02:39 GMT -5
Post by Override on Jan 19, 2010 9:02:39 GMT -5
Override looks at Ultra Magnus quietly for a long moment, then, rather suddenly, she throws her head back and laughs.
"'I see,'" she repeats, mimicking his tone, if not his voice. Then she shakes her head. "You're a bit of a stuffy one, aren't you?"
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Jan 21, 2010 12:30:52 GMT -5
Post by Ultra Magnus on Jan 21, 2010 12:30:52 GMT -5
Stuffy? Ultra Magnus pulls a face, dismayed and surprised all at once.
"No-one's ever called me stuffy before," he mutters.
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Jan 21, 2010 14:08:56 GMT -5
Post by Override on Jan 21, 2010 14:08:56 GMT -5
One brow-ridge lifts and Override's smile, though it remains, takes a quirky, somewhat sheepish aspect.
"What? Nobody mentioned it to you before?" she asks, a mix of surprise in amusement there. Then she waves it off. "Don't worry about it. Just about all of you Autobots are a lot more formal than what I'm used to, you know?" Her smirk loses its sheepish edge, and her feet, still propped up on the termal, wiggle a bit back and forth in a sort of absent-minded way. "No need to get all upset about it. Could be I'm not catching you at your best."
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Jan 25, 2010 23:45:33 GMT -5
Post by Ultra Magnus on Jan 25, 2010 23:45:33 GMT -5
"No-one mentioned it," Ultra Magnus confirms, somewhat sheepish in his own turn. Odds are no-one would have told him even if they thought it.
…Well, the Wreckers would have said something, unconcerned for who their commander was and used to be, but Wreckers are exceptional in many ways. Being with them was almost like being just another soldier again. Ultra Magnus stifles a sigh and pushes the memories aside, gaze refocusing on Override. He slowly, stiffly – in the way of someone who hasn't in a very long while – relaxes his posture enough to slump forward a few degrees, leaning against the console rather than simply sitting at it.
"And I'm not upset," he adds. A little embarrassed, perhaps. "I'm sorry if it came across that way."
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Jan 26, 2010 14:53:15 GMT -5
Post by Override on Jan 26, 2010 14:53:15 GMT -5
Override makes a soft 'pffft' noise and waves a hand absently. "Not a problem. Really, when you think about all the cultural differences we've got bundled up on this ship, we're lucky to ever be able to understand each other at all!" she chuckles.
She leans back and rests her hands behind her head. "Speaking of, where you from, anyway? I mean, Cybertron, I'd guess, that goes for just about everyone here except me, Swerve, the Micromasters, and the occasional created-on-Earth type, but you figured out which Cybertron yet?"
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