Blackarachnia (BW)
Rookie
She lay back on the ground and let the soft earth envelope her body.
Miss Predacon Blackarachnia, at your service.
Posts: 226
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Post by Blackarachnia (BW) on Mar 24, 2008 0:44:42 GMT -5
Blackarachnia tries to hide her frustration behind wide optics and a 'fair enough' nod in response to the appointment of Barricade. "Well done." She's not taking orders from the Ginsu freak though.
"So," she says, only vaguely directed towards Scourge, "other business?"
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Frenzy
Minor
Emperor of Profaningshire
Fscking Bigjobs
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Post by Frenzy on Mar 25, 2008 13:09:13 GMT -5
Frenzy tickles thin fingers down a seam in Barricade's neck. "Yeah, yeah, yeah."
Private to Barricade: //Now we gotta find out what he wants from us.// Because sometimes it's difficult for Frenzy to separate Barricade's rank from his own rank.
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Barricade
Minor
Knight of the Spastic Sword
Trust Me
Posts: 372
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Post by Barricade on Mar 28, 2008 1:33:22 GMT -5
Likewise, sometimes (usually), it's difficult for Barricade to do the same thing. He's gotten too used to his partner. He barely tilts his head as those digits tickle him so knowingly, silently grunting an affirmative to his partner, but otherwise giving no other answer.
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Eye-fire
Major
In two minds about everything
Posts: 597
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Post by Eye-fire on Mar 28, 2008 11:28:48 GMT -5
Now with this done, Eye-Fire has other things to do.
"Unless either commander Scourge or sub commander Barricade have anything else they wish to bring up, may I be excused? I have a few more things to do before I turn in." He says, having moved back to leaning on the one wall with his arms crossed.
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Blackarachnia (BW)
Rookie
She lay back on the ground and let the soft earth envelope her body.
Miss Predacon Blackarachnia, at your service.
Posts: 226
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Post by Blackarachnia (BW) on Mar 28, 2008 19:30:32 GMT -5
OOC: Please skip BA from this pose round.
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Post by Sable Conolly on Mar 30, 2008 19:26:39 GMT -5
Scourge looks over at Barricade and comments, "That matter settled..." he looks to the rest of the division, "you are dismissed."
He does add to Barricade, more quietly, "We will need to talk at a later date."
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Post by Chaos on Mar 30, 2008 23:19:49 GMT -5
With that, Chaos nods and disappears from view. Silent slithery footsteps slunk towards the exit, to which the door opens and closes seemingly own its own.
Though they may not be able to see him, they all know how to contact him. The lizard transforms with an audible whirring of gears and blades, rushing off into the shadows.
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Fleetwind
Major
The Chancellor, His Eminent Grandeur, Marquis Fleetwind. The Insurgent Subduer of A Non-Threatening Cute Little Furry Kitten
Twined Elf
Posts: 730
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Post by Fleetwind on Mar 31, 2008 7:26:29 GMT -5
Fleetwind gives a single, sharp nod of his head, a proper Decepticon salute, and then turns and walks briskly towards the door, taking care not to be the first one out.
Upon exiting, he leaps into the air, deciding he could use a nice little fly-about.
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Barricade
Minor
Knight of the Spastic Sword
Trust Me
Posts: 372
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Post by Barricade on Apr 3, 2008 20:55:36 GMT -5
"At your convenience, sir," Barricade replies to Scourge with a respectful nod. Scourge will call for him when he is ready. Until then...
With a final nod, Barricade strides to the door, exiting to a whir of sliding plates and realigning servos, transforming in the oddly fluid manner of those from his reality, Frenzy always one moment ahead of the process until the spindly mech slips within Barricade's passenger compartment as if choreographed. A final slam of the door securing, a rumble of the Saleen's powerful engine, a cloud of dust and smoke and the screech of tires, and the two are gone.
ooc: out of thread.
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