“Whaaaa, nooooo,” Headbite whined as she felt herself beginning to freeze up.
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“Hmmm. I’m no expert on Insecticons, but going feral does not sound good.” Aralysa replied. The blue and purple Hecatan turn glanced at Headbite, studying the materials that the strange robot was made of.
“I’m sorry,” Roaster said, her face had some sadness to it. She really didn’t want to do it, but couldn’t risk Headbite doing something during the operation. She caresses a side of Headbite’s face as the last of her goes under.
“You’ll be awake again soon, I promise.”
Like flipping a switch, Roaster face shot up from looking at Headbite to Aralysa with a smile.
“But I am! They don’t call me their Hex Queen for nothing! Though their construction is odd. It’s better to think of them like the mass-production models, but cheaper. Pieces that can be easily reproduced, taken apart and replaced, a self-contained assembly line really. Makes their cloning process easy.”
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“Could I perhaps ask you and the angelicons to look into it? I can’t read the old script, but I need to know. It’s my only leave for a motive right now.”
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Intrigued, Overclock climbs atop Tokamak’s vehicle form, and makes sure to hold on for dear life.
Watchdog looks over his shoulder as he hears Snowblind speak, then recognizes her from the attack as he takes sight of her.
“Glad you could join us,” he says.
The officer raises an eyebrow as he overhears Zipline’s tale of a journey through a black hole.
“That must’ve been quite the adventure,” he says, though from his tone of voice, one can suspect that he doesn’t fully believe Zip.
Overhead nods, then transforms back into her helicopter form, activating her tail lights so that Graves could see her in the night sky as he flies toward the police station.
The pair of EMTs leave the room and are replaced with a more qualified surgeon for the task at hand. He will assist Aralysa and Roaster as needed during the procedure, which will likely take a few hours.
“That might lead us to your second question, actually,” Codex replies. “Axis Prime sent Beta Maxx and the journal to Kaon, to see if they could find anything hidden within the journal through Vector Sigma.”
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“Is that so? I suppose I should meet with the prime, perhaps she would be so kind as to clue me in.”
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“Heard through the grapevine you were looking for me,” she says with a sly smile. “Just doing what I can to help.” She slides her goggles down, blinking as their displays flicker to life. “So, I take it you guys are pretty new to all of this?”
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A bit confused at this sudden statement, Aralysa only nodded and said,
“Uh-huh.” Then the blue and purple-armored bot noticed the other two EMTs clear out.
“I think we’re about to start.” she points out to Roaster.
Stonefist, ever the blunt one, replied with,
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
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She looks him in the eye, and in a flat voice responds, “Everyone charged in and a hostage almost died. That doesn’t exactly scream ‘experienced with a plan’ to me.”
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“Yeah. I’ve gotten into a few scuffles before. But never anything like that.”
Niko stated.
“I’d like to go on record that I specifically said getting involved was a bad idea.”
Nova said.
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“No it certainly doesn’t. But what else was I supposed to do? I hate jumped-up bots who think they can tell me what to do without good reason.” Stonefist replies, his face contorting into a frown at the thought of the terrorists.
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Dang. Sooo… where is Vector Sigma…
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“Wait. Watch. Find an opportunity to do something safely, without letting the crazy guy with the chainsaw start hurting people.”
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Based on the prior map, Tokamak calculates all known locations Conjoint could have reached in an hour’s time of travel. Provided he just keep heading in one direction, he creates a route to hit all the furthest points and circle around until he would return back to this port. That way, he should hit every possible area outside to spot Conjoint.
As he’s programming this route, Motormouth is charging up, rumbling the vehicle. Once the destinations are completed, Tokamak moves slowly to a back road to avoid hitting the crowds. Assured he probably won’t run anyone over, the tires squeals and he rockets across Cybertron. First target, rushing through Iacon.
“That’s why I put Headbite in stasis,” Roaster says and grabs a few tools to get started.
Headbite is opened up slowly, checking that the scans were correct and no extra surprises. The scans usually were good enough, but you never can be sure until the autopsy. Her head, being the most altered, is the most troublesome early on and left to be handled later. Parts are removed, new parts are forged, fun things like that.
Around half way of their work, Roaster opens things up for conversation.
“So what do you think of cold construction? The name I mean.”
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“Perhaps she would,” Codex agrees. “I think I can arrange for the two of you to meet.”
“I have to agree with her on that one,” Watchdog tells the group. “You should all count yourselves lucky that I’m not bringing you in for endangering the hostages. But I have my orders, and they’re just to gather you all up for questioning.”
Overclock’s grip tightens as the two rocket out of Burthov, not daring to move otherwise. In no time at all, they’ll find themselves back in Iacon, racing through one of its gates and onto one of the surface levels.
The Vector Sigma chamber is located in the city square, on the ground level of Kaon. The entrance is marked by a diamond-shaped building jutting up from the intersecting roadways, its ancient engravings and embellishments standing apart from the modern architecture of the rest of the city.
Two Knights of Cybertron guard the entrance: one a burly figure with bronze plating and a huge axe in his hands, and the other a grey-armored bot with a rifle mounted on her back.
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“I hope you’re not out here by yourself; there were, what, twenty of us out there?”
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“How long do you expect this to take?”
Nova asked Watchdog.
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Tokamak hits a nearby spaceport, rushes past the old oil house, then near the Hall of Records, and eventually passes that terminal from before. If Conjoint hasn’t left it yet, he might notice Tokamak rushing by with an officer on top of him.
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Conjoint laughed at the information terminal as the cat in the video jumped head-first into a wall. Absolutely hilarious! Maybe I should visit at some point so I can see these hilarious and marketable antics for myself. Was this what they had so many wars over? Silly little humans and their nonsensical-
There was a blur off to the side. That’s funny. Conjoint looked towards the spot where Tokamak had been just a second ago. If I didn’t know better, I’d say that Velocitron weirdo was here again.
…
Maybe I should wrap up and go hide.
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“Hold on, I think we just passed him. Rerouting.” Tokamak informs Overclock, nearly to the point of shouting.
Taking several loops to slow down, Tokamak wraps back around towards the terminal at a speed where breaks could work. Yet still comes to a screeching halt several feet past the terminal.
“Hello again!”
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