Tie-Grabber and Machbreaker both meet back up with Railgun at the barracks, their leader just finishing up on putting the station parts away.
“Sir,” Machbreaker says to Railgun. “Clawshot is inviting us to their residence to hang out.”
“No. No! Please say no. Why would we ever ‘hang out’ with him?” Tie-Grabber complained.
Railgun gives Tie-Grabber a stern look, in which the crane takes a couple steps back in response. He then answers, “You may do so when the time is available. As of now, we need to check all storage depositories and re-secure entrances.”
Tie-Grabber was a bit happy with that answer while Machbreaker seemed indifferent as thought expecting it. The three go back into their passage ways and work on minor repairs for now, they would be back out again in a couple hours when the schedule allowed for it.
“I’ve not heard of him…sounds nice though…there’s some bots living in the walls…I really want to lure them out and befriend them…Would love to have the company. Don’t know how hard that’ll be…”
Hotshot thought for a moment.
“Bulkhead then? He’s a friendly guy so I’m sure he’ll be receptive. Plus he’s not lacking in the muscle department either.”
“You’re not listening,” he says. “The plan is to get most of us tier threes involved first- then we get one of us up into the twos to spread the word.”
“Right, right.”
Hotshot said before thinking again.
“That predacon. The raptor with the sniper rifle. What’s her name? You know who I’m talking about right?”
“You got any idea where she is? I can’t imagine she’ll be hard to find.” @ProfSrlojohn@Chromeharpoon
Meanwhile Railfire finished his work on Nebula. The minicon awoke and slowly sat up. She looked down at the new port in her midsection. It was horrifying to see… But it was necessary.
“I don’t quite know yet…I was told about them…and I think I met one of them…He had this little claw hand…” She paused and unclicked the needle from her arm.