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Post by Sable Conolly on Jul 4, 2010 22:34:55 GMT -5
//Yes,// Scourge answers cryptically.
Blackarachnia looks like one of the Predacons from his home reality - right height, part robot, part animal, but she bears the Decepticon emblem, which in his reality was a mark used to single out Predacons that turned into vehicles instead of animals. (Yes, Scourge is technically a Predacon, of the subgroup Decepticon, but that is confusing, so he rarely bothers to explain that much.)
She also hasn't hilariously ruined anything yet.
Scourge examines the card, reading over both sides, and then pops it into subspace. His head swivels, tracking after her, as a gun turret follow a target, and he inquires, //Should I be?//
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Post by Tasha Walker on Jul 6, 2010 16:02:13 GMT -5
//Mmm, up to you, really. The bird boy is researching Unicron, and I told him I'd come up and help pull files. I can't promise you an exciting time, I'm afraid.//
She steps into the elevator and turns back to face Scourge, smirking.
//At least not at the moment.// she adds, before the doors slide closed.
What delicious abilities might tall, dark, and too-familiar possess, hmm? She thinks it might be interesting to find out.
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Post by Rook on Jul 11, 2010 22:46:21 GMT -5
It's been a while, but Rook is finally finished compiling data on Unicron cults. He's copied the data onto two discs. One he subspaces, the other he clutches in his talons as he transforms to beast mode and lifts off from the computer terminal he's been working at, heading downstairs. Passing over the shelves, he spots Arcee and perches on a light fixture next to the Autobot.
"Hello."
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Post by Sable Conolly on Jul 13, 2010 12:55:13 GMT -5
//Interesting times are a soldier's bane,// Scourge replies.
He has accomplished his objective, so he thinks he'll be off now and go back to his room to read.
Perhaps he'll run into Slugslinger and settle the small issue of his room mate assignment.
Out of thread.
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Post by Tasha Walker on Jul 13, 2010 21:10:31 GMT -5
//Mmm, later then. Perhaps over a nicely warmed energon mix.//
Blackarachnia heads to the area where she expects to find Rook and company. She finds them easily enough.
Hrm. Lugnut appears to be reading. Did he manage to find some fiction about Megatron to intrigue him?
Wait. She really doesn't want to know the answer to that question.
And there's the bird, harassing the cycle girl. Blackarachnia comes up behind Arcee.
"Sir, did you find the texts you were searching for?"
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Post by Arcee (RotF) on Jul 13, 2010 22:23:05 GMT -5
When Lugnut starts moving through the aisles, Arcee takes that as her cue to leave. She'd rather not stay and find out what'll happen if she gets found, public place or not.
Before she can get anywhere, a little bird makes itself known.
Arcee stiffens for a moment, before glaring at the Predacon. She's not entirely surprised at having him drop in on her, but she's irritated just the same. "Goodbye." she says tersely before turning to move out of the aisle, but there's somebody behind her. The immediate look she gives the dressed purple 'bot is strange, a cross between bemused, suspicious, and inquisitive, like she can't make up her mind between which way she ought to lean. The timing is too suspect not to consider that she could be in league with the Predacon, but if it turns out that they were just an ordinary librarian here to help, she might be a little embarrassed.
"Looks like you two have things to talk about! I'll just be going, then," her voice is overly cheerful before ending on a dryer note, and she moves to get past Blackarachnia while uttering an "Excuse me."
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Post by Rook on Jul 13, 2010 23:15:37 GMT -5
Rook isn't harassing Arcee. That would be crude. He might vex someone, or perhaps even accost them, but he would never lower himself to harassment. He's just talking to the bike-girl.
"I did, yes. Thank you, madame. Your directions were most helpful." He watches Arcee leave first with one eye, then, turning his head, with the other. "I suppose she doesn't wish to talk. A pity. I was hoping to open a dialogue. The usual desk clerk has returned from her break, I take it?"
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Post by Tasha Walker on Jul 15, 2010 11:09:26 GMT -5
Blackarachnia nods with a smile and moves aside so that Arcee can move past.
She turns back to Rook. "She has. But if you've found what you were searching for, perhaps I am no longer needed here."
This thread looks like it's coming to a wrap, unless you have an idea?
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Post by Rook on Jul 20, 2010 17:25:47 GMT -5
"Indeed. I'm done here. Thank you once again for all your assistance," Rook replies.
Wrap is fine with me.
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