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Post by Rodimus Prime on Feb 10, 2009 23:36:24 GMT -5
Rodimus starts to carefully close up the body, what he can. It would seem the form had been hit by an incredibly high-powered blast of some sort. He looks to the rocks. "Kind of strange. There was no hint that the crater was any kind of arrival point. Does it have to do with moving it away from the center? Or... maybe our proximity?" He pauses and looks back up at Emirate Xaaron, than Botanica. Both of them have science training, don't they?
Wheelie, they just have to keep from using the rocks as ammo, he imagines.
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Post by Shanodin on Feb 11, 2009 11:23:44 GMT -5
"I am..mostly all right, Wheelie. Just a momentary spell of...dizziness," she answers. Being in the presence of one's god tends to have that affect. She turns her head and smiles down at Wheelie, "I'll be fine. But thank you for your concern."
She visibly gathers herself (though she still takes the support of the wall), and one hand comes up to cup her chin, fingers tapping at she thinks. "At least He answered, and you tried," she murmurs to no one in particular. After a moment, she answers Rodimus.
"Proximity is a possibility. We are dealing with a temporal anomaly on a large scale, and the arrival points were very specifically laid out, with the... meteor at the center. We brought bits of it here, closer to one arrival point," She gives herself a good shake settling vines down, 'Well, closer to three, technically. This may have affected the balance of the anomaly, maybe even it's randomness..."
She looks very pointedly from Xaaron to Rodimus, "There is also what occurred at the crater itself. The manipulation of such energies within the rock's primary field of influence could have caused it to retarget itself, as it were."
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Post by Wheelie on Feb 11, 2009 20:28:16 GMT -5
All of this is going quite over Wheelie's head. He's got some idea that many of the Transformers here are from places like where he's from but not quite. He's even got some idea that most of these Transformers come from a place called Cybertron.
But to him? It's all rather meaningless. They're still alive and in his little world, that's all that really matters.
"Wheelie doesn't understand what the deal is about, it's just metal and rock, no need to shout. And if in one place you should happen to die, well, that's really no reason to cry. You're still here, your wisdom a-sharin', so don't be down, Emirate Xaaron!"
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Feb 11, 2009 21:51:17 GMT -5
Emirate Xaaron is dead calm for a man who has seen his own end and knows it lies only hours in his future, were he only in his rightful timestream. He's been throttled by Galvatron and remained defiant. Why should an inevitability bother him?
He theorises, hands folded behind his back, pacing, "The body did not appear until Rodimus Prime arrived to visit. Perhaps the Matrix has some effect?" Or what it carries inside. "Also, notably, the deceased was alive at the time of arrival, albeit fatally injured."
"Though, really, I am loathe to speculate without more datapoints."
Off-topic, he notes absently, "He always answers." This is not the voice of a fanatic, who believes that some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers. He may as well be speaking of an acquaintance who is good about answering the radio.
Emirate Xaaron quirks an optical ridge at Wheelie. "Who said I was down? We're just discussing the fact that this locale is not a known arrival spot and, in fact, fits poorly on the map. The sooner we understand the phenomena, the sooner we can put it to use."
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Feb 11, 2009 23:35:31 GMT -5
Rodimus actually allows himself a smile at both Wheelie's attempt to cheer up Emirate Xaaron and the fact that it's apparently unnecessary. He stands up, looking down at the body then around at the rocks. "Those are some interesting theories, Botanica, but he's right. We need more information." He pauses a moment, bringing hand to chin as he considers. "I'll talk to Kup about getting cameras and other sensors set up in here." He glances at Botanica. "He can handle the security sensors, but you might want to ask around for ideas from the scientists. I also suggest we avoid moving the rocks until we have more answers, unless we have to."
Then he kneels by the body. "I'll need help getting this into my trailer. That way, no one needs to just see me carrying it around. That, erm, could be bad for morale."
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Post by Shanodin on Feb 12, 2009 11:15:23 GMT -5
Botanica nods sharply, "Agreed, on all counts." Then she moves forward to give Rodimus that requested assistance. Perhaps she moves a bit less swiftly than she might otherwise, but surely that is due to her injuries. What else could it be?
"However, there is only so much simple observation will tell us. As loathe as I am to suggest it, more...specific testing may need to be done." She does not seem comfortable with this idea. At all. "Mayhap Perceptor or Skyfire could be persuaded..."
She then turns to Emirate Xaaron, "Sir, we are still quite low on resources. But its final disposition is up to you. I...." Her eyes widen as a thought occurs.
"However, intact, it might make a rather useful decoy, given your standing."
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Post by Wheelie on Feb 12, 2009 18:46:18 GMT -5
Wheelie nods and takes a step out of the way, before looking around and thinking.
"Wheelie'd like to know, just what's going on. This piece of metal... is this Cybertron? You say it's our home, but it's one he's never seen. Why's it so special? What does it mean?"
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Feb 12, 2009 23:39:24 GMT -5
Emirae Xaaron rubs his chin, pondering, and he points out, "As much as I love facsimile constructs, we may as well just scrap me for parts. Getting that version of me into any decent state would be more trouble than I'm worth."
He narrows his optics at Botanica's reticence, and he comments, "I'll have Wedge get someone on it."
Then, he crouches down to explain to Wheelie, "Well, in my reality, Cybertron is the body of Primus, the god who fathered the Transformers. He is a god of light, first and foremost," plants like light, right? "but he is also the enemy of Unicron, a god who brings chaos. To other people, Cybertron is simply home, but home is important, too."
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Feb 12, 2009 23:53:50 GMT -5
Rodimus stands up at his full height again, nods towards Botanica as she moves to help him, and then takes a few steps away from the others to transform. Once in his alternate mode, he lowers the ramp on his rear compartment.
"If you don't need me for anything else, Emirate, I'll get that moved over to medical and see about getting the other plans started."
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Post by Shanodin on Feb 13, 2009 9:16:34 GMT -5
"Actually, Emirate, I was thinking of using it as is, albeit when...certain things have perhaps toned down a bit. They've got quite a few from your reality, if I recall correctly from the old database, so they know you are of import. Their thinking you are dead could give us an advantage, at some point."
Unless she's stopped, Botanica will lift up the dead Xaaron and rather reverently and gently place the body in Rodimus' trailer.
She shrugs and sighs, "But we do need the parts. I don't know that letting people see your body getting stripped down would be so good for morale, either. Rodimus, there's another alcove that connects through a narrow access tunnel to the area we're using for medical that is not being used at the moment, accessible from <ccordinates> If I can hitch a ride there I'll...start breaking things down to an unrecognizable point."
And if Rodimus wants to help her with the rather morbid task of dissecting a god, she would be grateful of the company.
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Post by Wheelie on Feb 14, 2009 19:49:44 GMT -5
Wheelie nods in response to Emirate Xaaron's explanation. "Wheelie's never had a home, the wild of Quintessa were just to roam. He knows now where he came from, there he always was, he can't remember any other way, his memories are fuzz."
He goes on, "But this Cybertron, be it yours or mine, well it sounds pretty fine. Tell me more, I'd like to hear, and I'd like to know about this place so dear."
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Feb 14, 2009 21:58:53 GMT -5
Emirate Xaaron narrows his optics and replies to Rodimus Prime, "Not at the moment." He does so hope that the boy will learn a bit more about keeping quiet.
He points out to Botanica, "It would require a good deal of contrivance to be able to fool the Decepticons, though it would certainly be possible. If need the parts now, however, we need the parts now." He shrugs.
Then, Emirate Xaaorn sits down and looks over at Wheelie. "My Cybertron would be very different from your own, but I can certainly tell you about mine, if you'd like. Start at the, hrm, beginning?"
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Feb 15, 2009 20:00:27 GMT -5
Rodimus certainly doesn't stop Botanica from moving the body!
"Ah, yeah, I know the route," he answers her. "Good thinking. And I've got no problem with riders."
"Emirate Xaaron, Wheelie, see you two around later. Botanica? Whenever you're ready."
Once she and the dead body are both on board and ready, he closes the ramp and starts to drive off, heading towards the section of tunnels that are getting used for medical.
OOC: Out of thread, may be taking Botanica with me.
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Post by Shanodin on Feb 17, 2009 11:02:19 GMT -5
Botanica hitches a ride right with Rodimus right out of thread. She'll save any further commentary for when their alone.
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Post by Wheelie on Feb 17, 2009 19:00:44 GMT -5
Wheelie bends down into a crouch so he can listen to Emirate Xaaron, while at the same time, be able to snap into action if anything bad happens. It's worth nothing that Wheelie rarely, if ever, seems relaxed. He's constantly slightly tensed, even when he's happy, as though expecting the worst. Considering his life experience, it's not unexpected.
"Same or not, it's still a place Wheelie's never seen, far out in space. He'd like to hear and learn and grow; so much to find out, so much to know! Begin where you like, start the tale, the seas of adventure are ready to sail!"
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