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Post by Starscream (Movie) on Mar 12, 2011 22:32:24 GMT -5
"Good," Starscream says quietly, carefully retracting his blades from Bonecrusher so as not to do any more damage. He aims to instruct, not maim, after all. He steps away from the frontliner, readying himself for any potential retaliation.
"This is not normal, Slugslinger," he says over his shoulder. (Yes, Sluggy, he knows your name. He's been taking the trouble to learn names and you have an easy face to remember.) "Some soldiers require the occasional reminder of how a chain of command works among Decepticons. You are not one of them, I trust?"
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Post by Wreckage on Mar 16, 2011 11:56:14 GMT -5
Hm. This lesson came with far less in the way of fireworks than Wreckage is accustomed to seeing. He shrugs to himself, putting the shallow dent in his face out of mind – he's hardly worried about his good looks and it merits little more attention than that – and finishes mopping himself clean. Then, wordlessly and without so much as a sideways glance for Starscream or Bonecrusher, he returns the rag to its hook in the storage closet.
He does, however, wonder privately that Starscream showed far more restraint in this than Wreckage expected. Certainly far less than he would have expected from Lord Megatron as well. He watches the lieutenant commander now, from across the mess, and wonders how that obnoxious, ugly jet will answer. And what Starscream will do if the answer is unsatisfactory.
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Post by Assault/Arthur Aldrin on Mar 18, 2011 12:27:19 GMT -5
Ah, as brutal as it is, it is efficient. Assault stands there with an appraising look, impressed by the lord's disciplinary skill, when poor Slugslinger speaks up, sounding genuinely terrified. The seeker turns to the other flier, one optic ridge raised and when he answers, a sliver of amusement is laced through the tone of his voice. "Ahhh, old chap, I could answer that, but I think that I shall leave that up in the air. After all, it gives you all the more incentive to behave, does it not?"
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Post by Slugslinger on Mar 19, 2011 9:26:57 GMT -5
Assault is wholly unhelpful and Slugslinger makes note of this, filing it away to be dealt with at a convenient time down the line. Starscream, on the other hand, seems to believe in extending his campaign of simple, brutal clarity in all manners. He's a far cry from the confused phantom that shares his name.
"Me?" Slugslinger points to himself stupidly, fingertip nearly scraping the raised bit at the middle of his breastplate that would be an exposed spark crystal if he were actually as thick as he makes himself look. "I know exactly how chain of command works," he declares, squaring his shoulders with pride, as though this is his singular greatest achievement during his tenure in the Decepticon ranks. And it is, really – or will be once he gets round to it – because knowing the chain of command means knowing who'll let him off with a lecture, a punch, or a sound beating versus the ones who'll kill him outright and look for an easy replacement.
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Post by Starscream (Movie) on Mar 19, 2011 11:25:50 GMT -5
"Glad to hear it," the Air Commander intones, nodding at Slugslinger and heading for the door.
"Bonecrusher should be able to walk, but if he can't, I'm sure you'll all do what is necessary to assist him in reaching the CR tank," he adds over his shoulder.
OOC: Out of thread unless stopped.
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Post by Bonecrusher/Bane Crusher on Mar 19, 2011 19:49:24 GMT -5
"Fraggin'..." Bonecrusher mutters at he pushes himself laboriously off the table, leaving behind drops of glowing blue. He clutches his chest, as more sparks of energon drip from between his plating, though the blades never punctured through his chest armor. It's the closest he can get to touching the sharp ache radiating from the damage fuel lines and circuitry around his part.
"Slaggin', rusted..." Muttering more obscenities, he turns and stumbles towards the door. He's got to get repaired, sooner rather than later. The attack may not have been immediately lethal, but that's his lifeblood leaking out.
Beaten Bonecrusher into submission score: Scourge: 1 Starscream: 1. Though Starscream may get bonus points for efficiency.
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Post by Wreckage on Mar 21, 2011 9:55:48 GMT -5
Standing on the other side of the mess gives Wreckage a fine excuse for not properly hearing Starscream's parting suggestion, and therefore not acknowledging it in the slightest. Slugslinger manages to avoid a beating, at least from Starscream; he might not be so lucky with Bonecrusher if he keeps milling about the doorway. Wreckage eyes the jetformer critically, optics half-shuttered.
//Doubtless,// he radios the MPV privately without twitching so much as a finger while he awaits an answer, //you do not want help. Will you require assistance to medical?//
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Post by Assault/Arthur Aldrin on Mar 21, 2011 14:05:34 GMT -5
Quick, clean and efficient. Assault has decided that he likes this Starscream, at least enough to give the Seeker a salute as he heads out. Now with that bit of fun over with he decides to do what he originally came here for: Refuel! He walks towards one of the energon dispensers while eying the trail of glowing liquid. his nose wrinkling a bit. "I shall say it now: I will not clean that up. It is quite beneath my station."
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Post by Slugslinger on Mar 22, 2011 6:36:19 GMT -5
Had Slugslinger a tongue, he'd probably stick it out at Starscream's back. Very carefully, that is, lest Starscream make a point of him as well. He keeps the urge to emote something of his insolence to himself for now and gives Starscream a wide berth on exit.
But then talk of dragging the big ugly one to medical and cleaning the mess comes up. Oh, no; not Slugslinger.
"Uh, sir?" he calls after Starscream and follows him at a short distance. "It's sir, right? I've got a question…."
OOC: Out of thread!
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Post by Bonecrusher/Bane Crusher on Mar 22, 2011 12:20:12 GMT -5
//Shut-up,// Bonecrusher mutters, sounding a bit out of it. //Ram a spike through you eye. Stupid slaggin'... glitchin' Starscream...//
Then he lurches out of the door and towards medbay. Despite blowing off Wreckage now, no doubt he'll be whining for demanding assistance if he falls down on his way and can't get back up. He's just charming and easy to put up with like that.
OOC: Out of thread unless he needs to respond to something.
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Wreckage
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Post by Wreckage on Mar 28, 2011 9:36:33 GMT -5
//How am I to assist you if I compromise my sight?// Wreckage wonders flatly, but he does not pursue Bonecrusher. He fully expects that either the MPV will drag himself to medical slowly but without aid or he will bellow again should he reach an impasse. Instead, Wreckage turns to Assault. One brow plate inches a little higher than the other. "And what is your station?" he asks while accessing notes on the chain of command.
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Post by Assault/Arthur Aldrin on Apr 1, 2011 4:38:45 GMT -5
Assault was about to sip from his cube when suddenly, a Stryker is questioning him! Rather awkward, too, considering that he is just a Seeker. Not exactly the type you usually see in command, unless one has a toy in some strange reality. "I am a soldier, Wreckage. I am not a maintenance drone, so I would rather not clean up the mess of someone who had the 'bright' idea of getting beneath Lord Starscream's plating."
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Post by Wreckage on Apr 4, 2011 9:00:17 GMT -5
Wreckage simply glares at Assault for a long moment. He says nothing, but he makes no secret of his scorn for Assault's point of view, sneering faintly, optics narrow. He pointedly returns to the storage closet, retrieves two rags, then returns to the Seeker and offers one to him so forcefully it might count as a shove.
"There is no reason," he says in a low rumble, just this side of challenging the other Decepticon, "that we both cannot see that it is taken care of that much faster."
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Post by Assault/Arthur Aldrin on Apr 9, 2011 7:00:10 GMT -5
Assault does not succumb under the intense gaze of the Stryker. He does not allow himself to be intimidated by it. When Wreckage walks off though, he already has a feeling what the other Decepticon was going to do and he is soon proven right.
He plants one foot so that he's more stable, taking the broom, though he can not avoid reeling from the force put behind it. A brief annoyance flares through his mind before he focuses all his attention on Wreckage again, simply nodding at what he says. "Reasonable." With that said he turns, ready to start cleaning, though like hell that he will turn his back on the Stryker.
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OOC: Sorry for the late post. And fade out on the next post, work to it or continue?
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Post by Wreckage on Apr 14, 2011 10:00:58 GMT -5
OOC: Good with a fade if you are.
Wreckage looks neither satisfied nor displeased with Assault's response. He simply grunts in a neutral tone and gets to work.
He does check occasionally to be sure the Seeker does his part.
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