| Hide and Seek | |
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| Date of Scene: | 05 December 2017 |
| Location: | Training Simulators |
| Synopsis: | Swivel and Hyperdrive match their cunning in the training room. |
| Cast of Characters: | Swivel, Hyperdrive |
- Swivel has posed:
Combat training is not really Swivel's favorite pass time. While most would find the ability to hold one's own in a battle empowering after a life time of being victimised, Swivel merely finds it as a distasteful necessity. But, it is a necessity. And thus Swivel clocks in the minimum required time so as not raise any flags among her superior officers. Swivel had set the simulation to represent a randomly generated sequence of tunnels rather than load up any replicas of real locations. Her targets were also randomised monsters, some likely only existing in fiction. In essence, Swivel was dungeon crawling. After taking down her third monster, a hideous orange boxy thing with sharp foreclaws and wheels on its hind haunches, and a large boar-like face with the tendency to spit acid, Swivel was considering calling it quits rather than proceding to the next level.
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive had been watching for a bit, totally absorbed in Swivel's fighting and survival skills. The orange critter was really creepy and he wondered if those things were as real as what attacke Blurr. He might not have had much as a Neutral, but he knew he was usually safe thanks to Tapout and Barreler. He knows Swivel has her own story. Of course, he's now wondering if this is part of the training after being a cadet or if this is her own personal idea of training. He waits until he she's done killing the the CarBoar-d Monster before speaking up, "Nah...Blurr's critter had more legs...and teeth."
- Swivel has posed:
Startled? Not Swivel. She looks up from her contemplation and turns around, squinting at the ambient darkness. "Yeah... I was wonderin' when ya moight say somethin'. Or do somethin'. I'm surproised you were lettin' me 'ave all this FUN t'meself." Swivel tilts her head, smirking somewhat. However, this smirk falls and she turns around. "Computer, maintain ambience, remove monsters. Generate new room, same parameters." She has to speak VERY clearly for it to work. Rather than walking through the tunnel, it begins to move around them, stopping only at a small chamber with three visible 'exits'. It's a tight squeeze even for Swivel's size through two of them, and there are echoes of wailing and grinding in the illusionary distance. Of course, there aren't any monsters now... but it sure sounds like there are.
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive smirks, "Hey its not my place ta interrupt yer trainin. Besides, I was curious as ta how ya fight anyway. I mean like if ever faced a critter like that or like the one that Blurr was bein eaten by." Okay one set of bites isn't exactly eating...but that's probably what would have happened. He grins as she changes the room a bit, "So I assume that ya don't mind me joinin ya?"
- Swivel has posed:
"Why would I moind?" Swivel asks. THe fighting style he'd seen her use thus far was mostly utilizing the environment. Hiding, ambushing, seeking cover, setting traps, even knocking out a support beam in one mine-like tunnel to collapse it on something.
As for right now, there are no AI beasts to outwit. She just continues to squint in Hyperdrive's direction. "I take it you got yer work done?"
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive kneels down, "Most of it. I've got a practical which I think Jazz has ta give me and there are two assignments that have ta do with answerin questions about a specified mission but well the homework doesn't say which assignment is specified. I'm assumin cause he was gonna pic two that weren't done yer so I couldn't copy anyone else's work." He glances about with curiousity.
- Swivel has posed:
Swivel listens patiently, an occasional chittering and clanging sound going off in the background. She certainly chose a creepy simulation. "And wot brings you 'ere, then?" She asks, head tilted.
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive grins alittle, "I needed a break and figured I'd do some trainin. Cept the trainin room was occupied. ANd well, watchin is a great chance to see how others work and all. Ya work really well. And what you were doin remind me of how I was takin on Brawl."
- Swivel has posed:
Swivel picks up a holomatter rock and begins tossing it and catching it. "I'm just loggin' in trainin' toim t'get superiors off my back. Just 'opin' they dun look too closely at the sims I run 'n complain it 'ent a proper war simulation. But I guess it wun 'urt me to do a little combat..." Swivel says. With only such remarks and a shrug, Hyperdrive is given little other warning before she slings the rock at Hyperdrive.
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive really wasn't expecting to be the target when he came in here but apparently, she's decided he's fair game too. "Hey!" Taking the cue, he decides he better get away from his frienemy before he gets hit again. Now that he hopes that the terrain isn't going to be used against him, he has a chance to plan. Going by where she was, he grabs his own rock projectile and tosses it at an angle, hoping to skid it off the wall and strike her.
- Swivel has posed:
Swivel turns and, rather than dodging, she catches the rock which had lost some of its momentum from distance traveled and impact with the simulated stone surface. Swivel begins to back away from Hyperdrive towards one of the smaller 'exits' of the room where it is darkest, throwing the rock at him to deter him from simply charging at her. "That's fer tacklin' me that one toim!" Swivel calls out.
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive gets struck again when he peeks around to see if she's moved. Yep she's moving. Ow. Of course she's heading where it is dark so that gives him a chance to shine. At least for his flashbang to shine. He tosses it after her, hoping to shed some light on the situation. Or at least illuminate the posibilities of beating Swivel at her own game. "Hey I was tryin ta encourage you!"
- Swivel has posed:
Naturally, Hyperdrive would throw a flashbang. It's tempting to taunt him, but that would defeat the purpose. Swivel knows what is coming and appropriately shields her optics, turning and running into the tunnel, using the flashbang as cover to disappear in the darkness.
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive finds that his target has effectively disappeared. Doesn't help that his own flashbang left a lingering glare in his own vision as he tried following where she was going. His visor protects most of his vision but apparently not quite all. Pulling out his trusty cadet gun, he flips a few switches and approaches the doorway. Now where she has the disadventage of tired back, he is more gracefully built. So its easier for him to roll past the doorway, spraying the room with his attack. He is trying to think of this as an actual mission instead of completely goofing off. That way Swivel's commanders can't complain.
- Swivel has posed:
Darkness. Closed in spaces. These are familiar conditions. Swivel has survived in such places as this. Infrared vision activated, not even the purple glow of her optics would expose her as Hyperdrive glides into the pitch black tunnel. It isn't long before he comes to another junction. There continues to be distant noises generated by the simulation - but one of them probably isn't just a soundbyte. A girlish giggle, bouncing off the walls, accoustics leaving the directionality a riddle. Indeed, Hyperdrive sees two ways to go, she must be in one of them. Surely. However, he misses a third direction due to it being a ledge up above him.
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive isn't able to see, isn't able to figure which direction things are coming from. He holds down a bit of panic that surges as he tells himself this is a simulation and the only thing he has to fear is a little minibot who is enjoying this wayyyy too much. He taps at the two entrances he initially percieves, heading now where he hopes isn't a dead end.
- Swivel has posed:
Enjoying this too much? Perhaps. Once Hyperdrive picks a direction, she jumps down from the ledge, landing in a crouched position. She is now to his rear, but has the option of two other tunnels to dash into for cover. But she is no longer hidden. She's primed for action, ready to get out of the way, but does not attack.
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive spins around as he hears the noise behind him and drops to his backside, this time firing his gun and trying to aim the Fast little femme. "Oh done with the hide and seek>?" He isn't sure he's got the best fighting position in the middle of the tunnel.
- Swivel has posed:
Time to showcase one of the reasons whips are so fun! Swivel lashes the whip out, but rather than try to strike Hyperdrive with it, she grabs hold of a sturdy fixture from the ledge she'd been hiding on previously. Swivel hoists herself up, narrowly avoiding the blast. Still clinging to the whip with one arm, she returns fire to Hyperdrive with lazy aim, before continuing to try and scramble up her whip back to the safety of the ledge.
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive acks as he hears the whip and is relieved when she doesn't actually get him with it. He sees her scrambling up the whip and wonders if perhaps he should help her get up it faster or perhaps see if she shouldn't stay down here with him. Thinking a moment, he fires his stunner at her, not sure if he likes this idea but figuring he needs to gain the advantage.
- Swivel has posed:
Swivel scrambles up to the top and frees her whip, quickly coiling it up and holstering it. She peers down at Hyperdrive. "You've been foightin' 'gainst a lotter brutes lately, mus' be quoit th'change o'pace ta be dealin' with someone of yer own size 'n cunnin', eh?" Swivel surveys the tunnels below. THe direction Hyperdrive had gone was slightly declined.... Swivel opts to push a smallish boulder off of the ledge, with lands with a crash and begins to roll towards Hyperdrive. Moving around it would be a tight squeeze, but possible, albeit with some scraping. A safer method of avoiding it would be to run further down the tunnel - but he still doesn't know if it leads to a dead end!
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive acks as the boulder rumbles in his direction. Squeeze around or run...which one. "I kinda like the challenge...makes me actually have ta think instead of just decide where I wanna shoot the idiot....err Brawl." Of course there's a THIRD idea. And the off the wall thinking is where Hyperdrive accels. He suddenly takes an aggressive stance and raises his forcefield to stop the attempted TEMPLE RUN move. There is a grunt as his systems absorb the attack instead of his physical frame. Now is the hard part. His systems are already whining from the strain of holding a mass off of Hyperdrive. He then begins to push against the strain, first step by step, then with a few more...you can hear his systems protest loudly as he forces more power into the forcefield to SHOVE the boulder right back in Swivel's direction.
- Swivel has posed:
Swivel had dropped down when she heard the straining, somewhat curious as to what exactly he was doing. After all, if it was a GOOD idea, she'd want to see it. There is a glob of heat which the boulder eclipsed by an odd void and Swivel quickly shifts back to her regular vision in time to see the boulder coming at her. She flattens herself against the wall, which isn't enough. There is the sound of scraping as it presses against Swivel but continues past her to another declining tunnel. But, hey, it was the first time Hyperdrive had hit her. Swivel responds by charging at Hyperdrive, who she assumes is somewhat staggered by the effort, and attempts a clothesline. Not exactly her usual tactic.
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive is definately staggered by the effort of trying to push the rock with his forcefield. He doesn't even see Swivel coming at him as he has a hand to his head. Nope, instead he just drops to the ground without warning to either him or Swivel. Which of course makes it hard to clotheline him. However it also might make it hard to step safely over him without him just taking one's feet out from under them. His optics are brightening again after having dimmed.
- Swivel has posed:
Swivel hops over Hyperdrive when he goes down and quickly brings herself about, her optics flickering in the darkness. She apporaches, keeping her step light, until she aims to bring her foot down on Hyperdrive's shoulder, with every intention of digging in her heel. While she is in no disparity of energy herself, she feels as though this fight is getting nowhere.
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive is definately confused as Swivel attacks him. But as his other optic brigtens enough so that its the same shade as the other, he remembers the training session and he shifts his body so that he roughly shoves OFF the ground and using the confines of the tunnel as a weapon. "Remind me never ta get on yer bad side..."
- Swivel has posed:
Feeling the shift, the tension under her foot, Swivel his quick to back off as Hyperdrive bursts into motion. She smirks, taking another stabilizing step back, somewhat hunched forward as the tunnel behind her narrows. It would seem HYperdrive might have her cornered, but the way she is smiling... "Me? I dun 'ave a bad soid." There are some somewhat shiny surfaces embedded into some of the tunnel walls and ceiling. With that in mind, Swivel's headlights suddenly flick on, set to their highest level of intensity. And after so much darkness, that is VERY bright.
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive is totally immune to such attacks. Okay maybe not but his visor is a good deflector of the worst of it which allows him to ignore the lights. He growls and does a spinning kick at the source of the lights. Its getting to be an almost last ditch effort since well, hitting each other just doesn't seem to be working. That and considering the surroundings, he's probably not going to land right anyhow.
- Swivel has posed:
When there isn't forward or back, there is always down. Swivel was already hunched forward, but she just drops down low, not only missing the feeti aimed at her, but she grabs her whip and lashes at Hyperdrive, seeing his less than sturdy form, hoping to tangle his legs and ensure that he does NOT land well. "Gettin' bored of this yet? I am."
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive acks as he ends up flipped up on his side rather than landing with any grace. "Ah, I'm never bored, just waitin fer my next chance. Speakin of chances...why DID you go off on yer own back in the security logs as a cadet...The officer said he tried gettin ya ta turn back but ya didn't. Just wonderin since part of my classwork was readin files and figurin what I'd do in different scenarios..." Of course the whip is tangled in with his legs, wonder how hard she's holding onto it. Either he pulls her over....or he ends up hitting himself with the whip or both.
- Swivel has posed:
Friendly ribbing, taunts, and banter were something Swivel expected. But this question had seemed to come out of nowhere, even WITH the context he had supplied. "Wot? Wotter you..." Swivel utters in mild confusion, and suddenly she feels the tension on her whip as Hyperdrive gives it a tug. "Ack!" Swivel is not letting go of that whip and stumbles, falling on top of Hyperdrive. He is still tangled in the whip and Swivel brings her face VERY close to his, her pruple optics narrowing. "I was bein' foolish," she responds in a quiet tone, but there was an edge to it. "I wanted answers... 'n dinna trust in th'support of my faction." With that said, Swivel activates a neat little trick her whip has. If Hyperdrive doesn't disentangle himself quickly, he'll get a shocking surprised.
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive yelps, "OW!" First Swivel lands on him, "Guess I should be thankful that I had you ta stop me from doin the same t---ZKKT" Apparently he doesn't get a chance to talk yet thanks for Swivel's conversation piece...or removal of conversation piece. Between overexerting himself with the boulder and now being zapped, he's left reeling. Note to self don't pry into Swivel's affairs. At least not while her whip is out.
- Swivel has posed:
Swivel sits up, unwinding her whip from Hyperdrive and putting it away. She doesn't stand up however, and instead reaches down, patting Hyperdrive's cheek lightly. "Dun worry, I still maintain I dun 'ave a bad soid. But next toim ya wanner ask me somethin' loik tha'..." Swivel withdraws and stands up, walksing past Hyperdrive. She turns around to face him, once again adopting a defensive stance. She allows him time to come to his senses. "...mebbe ask over drinks rather'n trainin." Pause. "Computer, remove environment." With that, the darkness and the tunnels all fade, and Swivel peers down at Hyperdrive.
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive is 'winded' as finds his focus and finally sees only one of his former multiple opponents. He gives a little grin. "But one of the texts mentions trying to unsettle yer opponent ta knock them off guard....it seemed like good advice a few minutes ago." He pushes to his feet and sees Swivel's defensive stance. Rubbing his head he offers. "But I am thankful fer you keepin me from repeatin history so ta speak...I know I ain't been the easiest ta deal with at times. And I'm glad they got ya back but..." He seems about to say something and then glances at what is the main control when there's an actual instructor running the scenarios. "But perhaps yer right about chattin about this over drinks or somethin." He refocuses on Swivel and looks to see if she's going to continue or not.
- Swivel has posed:
Swivel listens and keeps a wary optic on Hyperdrive, nodding to his mention of using psychology to get your opponent off-guard, but makes no other remarks. However, she does not press the assault. She doesn't seem entirely certain he won't turn around and try to get one last hit in, though, so she remains tense. "But...? You opened this door, so you moight as well keep askin' yer questions."
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive says, "But I'm surprised that Blast off was able ta be captured so easily and as much as I'd trade even Megatron ta get you back...the bots don't seem all that eager ta risk advantages in order ta get anyone back. Otherwise Tapout might not still be gone." Seeing that there's more of a conversation going on, he moves to a sitting position, "Tryin ta match what I'm learnin ta what I'm readin. And its hard to tell what's REALLY happenin when yer not there and its so easy fer people ta only write what they want in the history.""
- Swivel has posed:
Swivel's optics widen for a moment as Hyperdrive lays it out, being astute enough to point out Tap-Out not being rescued, and yet a large bargaining chip being traded for her, who was just a mere cadet at the time. She sighs a little, also sitting down. However, she positions herself out of arm's reach - including torso length. For whatever reason she's not letting her guard down. "That... I 'ave my theories 'bout why they agreed to that trade. But I dunno fer sure. And I dunno 'ow Blast Off got captured. 'E f...." She suddenly cuts herself off. "I joined th'Autobots under... unusual circumstances 'n was exposed to some things that, well, I moight be a security risk th'longer I was in someone else's 'ands. I dinna ask too many questions when I got back, I was more focused on me own recovery." Swivel seems to be shaking as she mentions 'recovery'.
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive smiles a little sadly, "Guess that means I should be doubly thankful fer that. I know that it probably didn't feel like it at the time but fer whatever reason, yer still here. If ya'd not been here, who knows what all coulda happened between now and then. Yer my best friend....always felt like the spare tire with Barreler and Tapout. I wasn't completely useless but fer the most part, everything ran just fine without relyin on me. And without havin anyone else in my life past them, I just fell apart. Ya got me back on my feet, then ya kicked my aft until I started shufflin along and even gave a shove when I wasn't goin fast enough. And if I stumbled, ya straightened me back up and then gave another shove in the right direction." He smirks, And then ya convince me ta help you and WE take him down. US. Yes it was by surprise and all, but we still did it. So maybe ya don't feel like so much on yer own. But yer good at inspirin others and gettin them ta get the job done. Perhaps they were right about ya bein a security risk in someone else's hands. Cause in yer own way yer scary effective."
- Swivel has posed:
Swivel listens as Hyperdrive delivers yet another friendship speech. And here she thought she was the only one to give them. She smiles softly, yet there seems to be some slight distance, some slight detachment as she does so. "Well mebbe I kin be scary in my own roight... but..." Swivel trails off. "There're things I'm jus' not sure I kin tell you. I dinna actually want to be an Autobot - I used to oppose them, fear them, run from them. But I made the decision for other people's sakes." Swivel's distant look fades, and she seems more present, her smile more genuine - and a shade impish. "And mebbe I needed to be 'ere, mebbe to save your uppity aft. I no longer regret doing wot I did." Swivel chuckles lightly. "There was a toim I honestly thought Prowl 'ad a 'it out on me."
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive shudders at the mention of Prowl. "Okay but he still scares me." He sighs, "I never thought of even choosin sides. The war...well it didn't matter ta me at all. Just hangin with my friends and kinda havin fun seemed ta be the only important thing. Sometimes it feels like I'm just finally wakin up. When the buildin came down on us, I remember just tryin ta keep those around me goin, even if it was by tellin stupid jokes and all. The Autobots ended up savin us and Barreler and Tapout decided ta join the bots. I was impressed and all and now of course I look back and wonder at my choices but I don't think I joined the bots fer the right reason really. I think before it was only cause of my friends were joinin...and I didn't want ta be left out. But you helped me think things through a lot better. I can see why ya were afraid of the bots. NOt all of them are nice. And then I've seen how not all cons are mean. The line in the sand ain't straight and it ain't small either. Just means that I need ta think a bit more and as long as yer around, I'm gonna ask ya enough questions so that now only am I sure of what I'm doin. But Yer sure enough that ya don't hit me with that whip ever again."
- Swivel has posed:
Swivel sinks into another silent stupor, listening to Hyperdrive talk. She snorts softly in mild amusement at the mention of her whip. She glances down at where it's attached to her thigh and unlatches the magna-holster, then stashes the entire thing into subspace. "I dinna join fer th'roight reasons either. I joined, feelin' forced 'n victimized - actin' loik I dinna 'ave a choice. But... I did. I've come to take responsibility fer my actions." Swivel's voice lowers, and she scoots closer to Hyperdrive. "You said you were glad I kept you from running off on yer own. I'm not sure you realise 'ow grateful you ought to be. I came back aloive, but... I 'ave not tolk many folk this, but after Blast Off was captured, 'is.... 'is fellow Combaticon, Vortex, tortured me. It wun fer infermation. It was purely spoit. To punish me, to punish Autobots... I even think...." Swivel trails off.
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive frowns. Okay Vortex is getting a flashbang shoved down his throat next chance he gets. "And its those times I hear stuff like this that makes me glad that if I chose a side out of stupidity that maybe I chose the right side. I'm afraid of what they're doin ta Tapout....which is part of why I'm still trainin and now tryin ta get my classes caught up. Fer one, I wanna catch up ta you, cause if HOt Rod treated me like I was nothin cause I was a Cadet, I'm bettin he's not the only one with those sentiments. I..I don't seem ta be able ta do anythin ta help him or even myself at this point."
- Swivel has posed:
Swivel seems to be listening to HYperdrive, but her gaze goes distant, her lips occasionally moving as if to mutter something, but no sound comes out. Untill, finally, they do. ANd it seems a continuitation of her lament over her captivity, using absolutely no context of what Hyperdrive had said. Perhaps, she didn't even hear him.
"I loid. I loid in my briefing. I indicated the wounds were from interrogation. I wanted to save face... but th'truth is, I told Blast Off wot 'e wanted to know after only a threat." Waaaaaaaait. Blast Off was her captor? But if so, why wasn't she more ferocious towards him? Swivel sighs, drawing up her knees and hugging them to herself. "And if the Autobots 'ad NOT captured Blast Off? That moight've never 'appened to me. I was so compliant, I dinna give Blast Off any trouble. If people knew 'ow easily I..." Swivel breaks off again, trembling. "I 'ad to accept credit for things I didn't do. I gave the false impression I was the one manipulatin' and takin' advantage to stay aloive, that I only broke after extensive torture... that Blast Off's foolish vanity was a weakness I exploited fer my own survival. But that's not 'oo I am. Or so I thought.... but maybe I am just a manipulative--"
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive doesn't seen to notice that she's completely ignored him. Or that what she said would be considered nearly treasonous or at minimal look really bad. He frowns and reaches out to gently stick supportive arm around Swivel. "Ya might be older than I...but you weren't made fer what this war and the stuff that it has thrown at people. Yer metal mighta been softer back then, but from what I can tell, all they ended up doin is beaten the metal, foldin it and beatin it again before tryin ta drown it. And more than likely they did it again, threw it in the fire, burnin it, beat on the metal, folded it up beat it some more and drowned it. Sounds like the worse torture, and I can't say fer sure what exactly they did ta ya. But what I described is how they make swords and other metal weapons stronger. I didn't know ya back then, I'm sure we still woulda been friends. And I woulda tried savin ya probably been killed outta my own stupidity. But from what I can see and from what I'm hearin, yer stronger now than ya ever been. But weapons don't normally fight on their own. And they can be used ta hurt others or defend. I'm promise that I'll always be willin ta stand at yer side ta help ya if ya need me. And I'm sure even jerk Rod would be there fer ya. And its not cause yer manipulative. It's cause yer our friend."
- Swivel has posed:
Swivel gives Hyperdrive an odd side glance as he begins describing tempering and forging of weapons. "THa's not wot..." she begins to protest, until he explains he was speaking in metaphors. She then goes quiet again. Upon feeling an arm about her, though, her hand instinctively reaches up to find Hyperdrive's hand. "I..." She won't bother explaining she'd come to the conclusion the torture made her a stronger person. But as for not being manipulative, she mutters, "Thanks." She pauses. "'Ot Rod would do a bunch of really stupid stuff fer me. And so would you." Swivel leans her head back. "I jus'... friend or no, gotta be careful 'wot I say to the lot of you otherwise you'll run off on some VENGEANCE FOR SWIVEL mission." There is a pause. "I.... uh... thanks. Again."
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive gives her a grin, "I promise I will not go lookin fer Vortex ta try and get revenge fer you. However if I find myself in a battle and he's present, I will not promise not ta sign one of the flashbangs with 'from Swivel' and throw it at him. Or ta happily stun him right before someone bigger and stronger than me kicks his aft. And no need ta apologize ta me. Pretty sure I still owe ya fer rent from all that time I stayed bunkered in yer room."
- Swivel has posed:
"Problem with Vortex is 'e enjoys 'avin' 'is aft kicked," Swivel murmurs. "'E was quoit literally pleased when Springer booted 'is scrawny aft out of the Starsearch Spaceport." Swivel things back on that riot. It was before she'd witnessed Vortex' darker nature up close and personal. At the toim she even found 'is antics amusing. Swivel shakes her head, shuddering. How strange it was to pick over old memories with what she now knows. "It really takes the satisfaction outter punishin' a mech wot enjoys pain."
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive smiles with a great deal of mischief, "Then perhaps he needs a lesson ala Blast off. We'd have ta do it carefully and after ALOT of plannin...but wouldn't it be humiliatin fer a couple of minibots ta take him down. And nothin says we gotta actually HURT Him. Maybe a nice paint trap bright yellow or somethin....lots of pictures and maybe he has ta replace his favorite weapons."
- Swivel has posed:
Swivel leans back, thinking for a moment or two. "Aaaaaah 'e 'as this glue gun I think you and I coo use fer all kinds o' mischief. But I'm not iffin' sure... best not to entertain th'thought other than fer entertainment." Swivel shakes her head. Swivel stands up. "I think I'm rather spent... I'm gunna 'ead back to my room."
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive nods to Swivel, "I should go charge too. Not sure when Jazz might have me work on the problems that I needed him to address. Thanks fer confidin in me. And I promise not ta betray that trust."
- Swivel has posed:
Swivel looks steadily at Hyperdrive. "I 'ope you kin keep that promise." Swivel says, her tone heavy. With that said, Swivel heads out of the training room.