“Oh, Primus! He may be the one that told Bludgeon where we are!”
“There’s a traitor?” Asked Ace
“He must be executed!” Delta snarled “How dare he ruin peace time!”
“I’m against the whole peacetime, but a traitor’s a traitor!” Roadkill growled “I’m with the girl on this one”
“Well-” Road Lord started
“Oh no, here goes a long rant about the old days and how execution wasn’t acceptable” Ace sighed
“Actually my team were killed by a traitor!” Road Lord replied, saddened by the memory
A very long time have passed since Gronius left the ship.
Broadwing was in the engine room.
Zepar waited for a good opening and would go into, basically, a falcon dive to try and tackle the cryo condor and not kill it.
“Mmmmm… thirteen-thousand-five-hundred,” Facelift decides. “Believe me, it was not easy to come by!”
Mallet shrugs.
“If Bludgeon offered him enough shanix, maybe,” he says.
The bird flies out into a more open space.
Zepar dives at full speed, hoping that he’ll be able to catch the blasted bird.
Zepar would be successful. The cryo-condor struggles ferociously, with surprising strength for its size.
Zepar tries pinning it to the floor and clamping a claw around its head to stop it from biting or using any hidden weapons, “Stay down,” he said to the bird, “You won’t be hurt if you don’t struggle; I don’t want to kill you.” He tries to see if there are any identifying marks on it.
Aside from tell-tale signs of deployer modification and a scratched-out Decepticon sigil, the dark blue cryo-condor bore nothing that could further identify it. The bird continues to struggle, held down though it was.
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“I could use some help in getting this thing tranquilized and muzzled.” Zepar called, making a mental note of the markings while still trying to keep it pinned to the ground.
Greasemonkey walks over and taps the bird on the back of the neck with his cane. Reflexively, it transforms to storage mode and lies still.
“That should do it,” the old cyborg says, his voice reverberating through his mouthplate. “Thank you.”
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Zepar smiles amusedly at that, “I’ll let the higher-ups know about this.” He said, pointing to the scratched out symbol, “see if anyone had this on them in security footage.”
“The scratched out emblem doesn’t really narrow the search field for who set this guy loose but it’s something.” Zepar told him, the emblem being like that could easily be a sign that it was now a wild cryo-condor and that was just remaining damage from the wild.
“Where should I take this for study?” He asked.
How did it even get here in the first place? he wondered.
OOC: Does TOTGA-verse Soundwave have a blue bird in his little team of minions? I know this one likely isn’t one of his because of color and the emblem but I’m curious nonetheless.
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“One of our science officers works with deployers, I think,” Greasemonkey says. “Perhaps you should see them.”
He tosses Zepar thirty shanix. “Here. For the trouble.”
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Zepar hesitated for a moment before accepting the Shanix. “Thank you.” He said, “Which way to this scientist?” He asked, securing the Cryo-condor so that it wouldn’t escape if it woke up.
Greasemonkey gives Zepar directions to Sprocket and Grommet’s lab in his tired, reverberating voice.
“If there’s nothing else you need,” he finishes, “I should get back to work. A ship this size demands a certain attentiveness from her engineers.”
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“Of course.” Zepar said, “I’ll see what can be learned from our little friend.”
He then begins to head for the lab he was directed to.
The Splitter brothers entered the maintenance tunnels.
Lightshift led them, walking in front while Thrust and Vigor walked behind him, and Fuse and Riot behind them.
They looked around for the rumored cosmetics shop.
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When Zepar arrived at Sprocket and Grommet’s lab, he would find that the two were involved in their own endeavors. Sprocket worked on his side of he room with Brakeswitch, surrounded by a dozen holo-screens displaying navigational data, cyberglyphic texts, and the modern translations of said texts. The Omega Lock datacard hovers above a pedestal, and it was currently active, displaying thousands of stellar bodies around Sprocket and Brakeswitch as they work.
Grommet, on his noticeably more organized side, appeared to be installing some kind of sensory device into the back of a comatose mechanimal.
The Splitter brothers would eventually find Facelift and his crew as they were bartering with Sidewire.
Zepar knocks on the door frame politely, not wanting to risk messing up their work by walking up to them.