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Post by Rodimus Prime on Dec 3, 2010 8:32:05 GMT -5
"Oh, sure," Rodimus replies with a casual grin and a shrug. "Nothing formal, and more when I was Hot Rod than after I became Prime, though... lost a little speed then. Aaaaand... not as much as I might have liked." Rodimus gives a little furtive glance around the room before he confides, "When one of your best friends passes sound like it's standing still, there's only so many racing challenges you can give before you start to realize the result's a pretty foregone conclusion."
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Dec 3, 2010 9:28:52 GMT -5
Sentinel Prime dithers over the drink. Both Rodimus Prime and Rev have urged him to do it. Peer pressure is a crushing thing! On the other hand, Rev doesn't even know what's in there. Sentinel Prime, the old Sentinel Prime, would definitely be goaded into drinking. Ultra Magnus, his Ultra Magnus, would be much too dignified to seen drinking anywhere. Rodimus Prime, who is actually here, is doing it, though. Finally, he makes his choice and gives Rev a glittering smile. Sentinel Prime pulls the chair that's leaning on back, dumps himself into it, grabs one of the bottles, pops the top with his thumb, and he gives it an experimental swig, head tilted back.
Whatever he really thinks of it, he doesn't show, and it doesn't matter, because what he says is, "Aaah, that does hit the spot! Thanks, Rev. You're a pal. Racing? I'm a bull-" he has to catch himself here. He was a bulldozer. Now he is a- "-snowplow. I'm a snowplow." Oh AllSpark, now someone is going to ask him to actually plow snow, and he has no idea what's he's doing in rain, let alone snow. Better hit the sim room and try to practise how this 'plow snow' thing works. "I don't think they have snowplow races." They do, but he has no reason to know about them.
Sentinel Prime takes another pulls on his drink and glances sidelong at Rodimus Prime, hazarding quietly, "Blurr?" That data courier's in tight with Rodimus Prime? Interesting!
He turns his gaze back over to Rev and asks, with barely concealed interest, "Say. Those wouldn't happen to be the subway tunnels under [city where Club Con happens to be]?"
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Post by Rev on Dec 3, 2010 12:09:23 GMT -5
Was a bulldozer, now a snowplow, anyone think Sentinel is maybe a bit pushy?
There probably are snowplow races on Velocitron, winnebago races too. It was that sort of planet. This Blurr character, if he/she was indeed the one Rodimus was referring too sounded like someone Rev would like to meet, unlike the Prime, she was in her prime.
OOC: does that sound bad to anyone else?
“Ooh you’re quick Sentinel, that they are”. She pulled out her datapad and put it down on the table leaning over the control as she brought up a holo displaying a map grid of the city overlaid with the existing subway lines and the new ones in construction. “We’re a good half year from completion but the preliminary drilling is complete”.
OOC: since Club Con isn’t my plot, I’m willing to leave the detail of where exactly the new subway tunnel is relative to Club Con to someone else.
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Dec 3, 2010 12:56:33 GMT -5
If Rodimus were just concerning himself with physical abilities, he'd be fine with the loss of speed over what he'd gained; it's the other costs he's had to pay for being Prime that bother him.
He dips his head towards Sentinel. "That's the one, yeah," he affirmed before taking another drink. "He's across the finish line before you're done asking if he wants to race," he grins.
He tilts his head with some curiosity as the two begin to 'talk shop,' falling silent to hear what they've got to say.
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Dec 3, 2010 15:24:56 GMT -5
Sentinel Prime looks over her maps, raising a finger and almost, but not quite, touching the lines, tracing out the pathways. He quirks his lips and looks up at her, asking, "Just how well-manned is this operation? What I am really asking is... are there off periods when no work's being done that no one would notice if some people... dropped in?"
He glances over at Rodimus Prime and assures, "Trust me, I know where I'm going with this. It probably sounds a bit strange right now."
Sentinel prime doesn't mention the Blurr in his reality. He also hasn't yet heard what Shockwave did to that one.
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Post by Rev on Dec 3, 2010 22:57:28 GMT -5
Sentinel got a suspicious look from Rev, she’d seen enough spy movies to guess at the sort of place this track was going, she was also a slightly inebriated petrol-head so suspicions turned to excitement , besides, Sentinel was a Prime and a fellow ‘bot, he could be trusted right? “Well I’m still new but from what I understand, there’s two crews running 10 hour shifts with a three hour overlap and several hours dead time from midnight. There is a security hatch however; ya gotta have the access code”.
Rev rested her chin on a hand for a moment considering possibilities. “So what exactly do you have in mind Mr Sentinel Prime? Bank heist? Give the proceeds to the poor Robbing Hood style?”
Does this mean they’re all gonna get black repaints? Mega Optimal Rev-atron Prime anyone?
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Dec 3, 2010 23:38:59 GMT -5
"Sure, sure," Rodimus answers Sentinel, lifting one hand to show his palm - look, no hidden weapons or motives! No intent to cut off the discussion! He takes another sip of his drink, then almost spits it back out with a laugh at Rev's 'Robbing Hood' proposal. "Oh, this oughta be good," he murmurs. Really, if it's something like that, Rodimus himself might be interested in.... whatever. Sounds like fun!
Well, wait. He's a Prime now. He's not supposed to be doing bank heists, is he?
Bummer.
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Dec 4, 2010 0:24:56 GMT -5
What is with women and calling him Mr.? Clipper did that, too!
Sentinel Prime spins his bottle around idly, looking left and right, trying to see if anyone's paying too mush attention. Then, he leans in over the table and lowers his voice, "A bank? What? No! They might not be to our... tastes," boy, are they not, "but we don't have any quarrels with the native Pz-Zazzians."
"No. Emirate Xaaron greenlighted getting a little team together to liberate some funds from Club Con. See, if we take them right before a high roller tries to cash out, and Club Con can't pay up..." He grins wickedly and holds up his hands. "...do I need to paint a picture for you? It'll be uglier for the 'cons than Megatron's face."
"But we need to get out. That's the most important part. Run? Most of them are faster than most of us, Blurr excepted." He winks over at Rodimus. "Fly? A lot of them can at least keep pace with our transports. So we go underground. Literally."
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Post by Rev on Dec 4, 2010 12:49:56 GMT -5
“It sounds like you’ve already got it planned out but it also sounds like we’re going to try and beat em at their own game”. Rev was all about the good fight, chasing victory and long odds. Robbing the ‘cons to make em look bad was a touch grey however, they certainly deserved it but was that the Autobot way? Rev mentally shrugged, being an Autobot was still new and she had much to learn but she personally knew the end didn’t always justify the means; sometimes the price of victory was a piece of yourself, she absentmindedly brought her hand up to her mouthplate but stopped herself halfway, instead going for the drink.
“Yes, getting away is the most important part, bad PR is the least of our worries there”.
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Dec 4, 2010 19:55:36 GMT -5
Plenty of times, the 'Autobot Way' involves out and out killing Decepticons, so robbing them to make them look bad is pretty mild by comparison.
"Xaaron green-lighted this?" Rodimus exclaims, startled. Then he barks a laugh. "Well, he does have a sense of humor," the young Prime allows.
"So... let me guess. Rav's tunnels are near where this thing's going down, and you're wanting to know when the coast will be clear?"
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Dec 4, 2010 22:20:35 GMT -5
Sentinel Prime shrugs and justifies, "We blow up Decepticon bases all the time. If we blow this up, unless we do it off hours, civilians are going to be injured. Even then. It's a hotel, too. And if we blow it up, they'll just collect the insurance money and start over. It won't stop them."
"We'll want the getaway to be as discreet as possible. If the Decepticons can definitively pin this on us, and if they can't, they will. Last thing we need is Autobots going on trial again, take it from me." He smirks ruefully.
"Anyway, what so funny, sir?" Sentinel Prime frowns. "Because you're exactly right."
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Post by Rev on Dec 5, 2010 12:16:42 GMT -5
“Correct me if I’m wrong but drilling slash tunnelling slash digging is pretty far from discreet, I guess you’re intending to come up outside the place unless you’ve got a spotter and someway to hide a freaking hole inside the club.” Rev leaned back on her chair and finished the last of her bottle. “The last thing I want is the ‘cons finding a tunnel back to the subway and spotting an Autobot on the work-crew roster, especially after what you told me about our ‘Cons Rodimus”.
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Dec 5, 2010 14:10:30 GMT -5
This is not Rodimus's plan, and he doesn't know all the particulars about it, so for the most part he intends to let Sentinel field the questions, but he does point out, "Actually, from what I've seen, the entrances that get watched the least are the ones you make yourself. The problem isn't them finding a tunnel, it's connecting it with the Autobots. You're a pretty new arrival, so they shouldn't know who you are yet - unless you mentioned being an Autobot on your job application?"
Where Rodimus is from, 'Autobot' was the name of their species before the Decepticons decided it wasn't anymore, so there are some who might be inclined to list it under 'race' (Impactor comes to mind). It might be a little odd coming from a Velocitronian, but Rodimus has seen stranger.
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Dec 5, 2010 14:54:30 GMT -5
"Oh, it's not insertion I'm worried about." Sentinel Prime smirks. "Those who need to get in can get in on foot. They're infiltrators. They know what they're doing. As for getting out - just have our friendly," hah hah hah, not really, "neighbourhood undead commando hang out in a nearby alley, and when the bot with the prize is ready to book it out, move a dumpster to the side, drill under the dumpster, move the dumpster back behind him, and collapse the tunnel behind him. Sister, commandos are used to fast extractions behind enemy lines, without getting caught. It's in their job description."
He continues, "But if you're worried, Impactor doesn't have to come out in your tunnel. It's cool. There are other subway tunnels."
Sentinel Prime put one arm behind his head and slams back the rest of his bottle. Yeah, it's cool. If she's chicken.
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Post by Rev on Dec 6, 2010 12:38:22 GMT -5
Under the right conditions, or wrong depending on point of view then yes Rev was a chicken – a big one. The conditions in question usually involve awkward social situations, being chewed out, and meeting strange new people – the stuff shy people hate. Playing at super spy did not fall into this category, Rev was an action junkie, the Champion of the Mayhem Tunnels and she had even completed the Great Wall race. Oh Rev liked danger, she just wasn’t stupid about it.
“My tunnel is just fine, it’s the closest underground access”, she tapped the map to make her point, “and therefore the best chance right. I just don’t want there to be any evidence that points to us and see us dragged through the local courts… again”. Yes Rev knew about that one, she gave Sentinel a cheesy though non-visible grin. “No, I didn’t put Autobot down on the job app but someone might have recognised this” she held up her left forearm, displaying the Auto-glyph.
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