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[ninjabike]

[Someone is certainly not a fan of the camera function unlike most on the network.]

Quaint place, reminds me of a lot of places that wanted me dead. But, none of you really care about that or virtual tea parties of friendship making.

Two things. First off, Jackson Darby. Any information about him or his whereabouts is my first priority. Favors to be owed for this information can be discussed when you can prove it's legit information or can show me he's well and alive. Or better yet and I don't have deal with a middle man at all. Jack, if you are here, answer me. Right now.

Second. If the term Autobot means anything to you...we need to talk.

[And the feed ends just as abruptly as it began.]


((ooc: She's going to be lurking in dark corners or in high places and moving about the areas with the most concentration of people. Like the merchants area and Afterlife. So if you want to note glowing blue eyes in a shadowy corner or wtf over a blue lady robot moving from place to place come at me bros.))

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[tradecraftdude]

autobot huh?

whos asking?

[ Marco happens to live with one! While he's pretty sure his robot buddy can take care of himself, if someone's looking for Prowl, he wants a heads up; here is a careful prodding to see what this newcomer is up to. ]

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[ninjabike]

Someone not stupid enough to end up in an ambush by giving everything away.

What does it mean to you?


[Sorry Marco she's kinda expecting you to be someone wanting her dead.]

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[tradecraftdude]

[ let's simply things and everyone assume everyone thinks everyone wants everyone dead ]

it means im not stupid enough 2 give nething away either

y do u care?

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[ninjabike]

And you're wasting my time. I have a partner to find and make certain he made it without any injury instead of playing word games with someone that may or may not know anything.

[Your lack of worry over her looking for a specific person makes her think you know nothing. Sorry bro.]

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[tradecraftdude]

well clearly i know what autobots r

big grouchy robots w/ wheely ankles right

[ he's only met one so far, but he's now assuming this is a second and that they're all grouchy ]

so u can answer my questions so i can decide whether or not 2 help u or u can keep being a noob

whos ur partner?

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[ninjabike]

[Drop everything because someone just got their hopes up. The medic is possibly here! Luckily text can't give away any emotions.]

You've seen Ratchet? What is his status? [And why hasn't he contacted her to yell at her yet. The medic is usually pretty quick to do so.

Wait, did this person even listen to the full message or is his memory just that bad?]

Considering I asked for information on him already may be a big clue to the answer to that question.

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[tradecraftdude]

i c

ur partners jack, not ratchet

u could b like a little clearer u know

[ not that either name meant anything to marco, but he doesn't need to disclose that. he isn't going to namedrop prowl, either. ]

if u cant share nething about urself im not sure i can tell u anything

info aint free here

Action: Commerce District

[anarrowtotheeye]

[Dun was just minding his own business, picking up some food supplies when a stray varren snaps at him and tries to make off with his purchases. With a sharp kick he knocks the creature back and into a dark corner...only to see to his shock a pair of glowing blue eyes peering up at him from the dark. They've just had an Adjutant attack, and guess what those Adjutants had?

Glowing blue eyes.

Immediately he draws his sword and charges at the darkness. He thought they were all dead!!

[ninjabike]

[Being attacked wasn't anything new. Being attacked by a human was also sadly not anything new due to a certain organization. What wasn't knew was getting attacked by a sword wielding human that had no back up.

It was automatic to deploy one of her arm blades, even as she mentally winced at the drop in energy that caused, to block the incoming blade more out of instinct then actual concern of it doing damage to her metal frame. Body already moving away and out of the corner she had been using to watch everything happening. Best not to test luck that it wasn't an ordinary sword or he got lucky and got a hit in a seam or opening to the wiring underneath.]

Well I haven't had that sort of welcome in a new place for a while.

[She hopes this human isn't one of those hate all machines on principle types and wasn't going to turn this into an actual blood shedding battle. That would just make this first day even better with her already bad mood.]

[anarrowtotheeye]

[And he thought Omega had no more surprises. When his blade meets blade and the owner of the eyes emerges from the darkness, Dun refuses to let his surprise dull the pressure he applies with his sword. Still, she could speak, and she didn't look anything like the Adjutants. Those are the reasons why he keeps himself from striking even harder, but pressing on enough to keep this...thing on the defensive.]

What are you!? Answer, creature!

[ninjabike]

Well, that's something. Not sure if it is above or below the usual machine insult.

[She's not really trying to aggravate, but being demanded like that while still being attack rankles on a lot of her nerves. Especially the ones that tell her to fight back more aggressively. It's taking a lot of effort to just remain blocking and dodging and ignoring the need to end this one way or another.]

Last I looked I was another random piece of baggage that ended up here on this floating rock. A Cybertronian from the planet Cybertron if that means anything to you.

[anarrowtotheeye]

And how do I know that you're not one of those beasts that attacked us a week ago? You have the same glowing blue eyes.

[ninjabike]

I wasn't even here until a few hours ago.

[And this is getting ridiculous in a way, but she still doesn't exactly want to push to hard back. She learned how fragile humans can be at times.]

Also, if I was here to attack why haven't I attempted to kill you yet? If I wanted someone dead I would be doing my best to make them dead.

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[cosmosic]

Actually, a tea party and friendship making sounds nice compared to everything else around here.

[The small smile that had been on her face fades.]

Sorry, neither of those things you mention sound familiar to me.

audio (Sorry, she's that paranoid.)

[ninjabike]

People are always afraid of change. Embracing such radical ideas might make most in this place drop over dead in shock.

[And her own light tone moves into a somber note.]

Thanks for trying at least. Might be better if Jack isn't known at all here.

permavid; (hehe it's okay!)

[cosmosic]

[She hides a small laugh behind her hand at first, and then a small nod.]

Is he your friend?

[ninjabike]

[If she was actually broadcasting the look would likely cause a lot of sympathy. Instead just a very carefully blanked voice. Because showing emotions is healthy and she doesn't do healthy much.]

He was my partner, and I was suppose to watch out for him.

[cosmosic]

[The voice does confuse her since it had been a bit more pleasant and nice before.

A partner? A teammate? Ino knows that feeling intimately. She had promised to take care of her own teammates and here she was, stuck on a rock and nowhere near enough to protect them.

She'll sigh loudly, but sound empathetic.]

It's frustrating, isn't it?

[ninjabike]

[It's hard to keep a flat tone talking about this, but she at least manages to not have it too fluctuating or filled with static due to memories and worry.]

Especially when they have a bad habit of getting into trouble you have to get them out of.

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[fun_police]

(Continued from here)

[Now here was a familiar sight: A white Autobot was standing in the crowd. Well, to be more accurate, he was more off to the side, out of the stream of people. He'd been in a similar position not too long ago, actually. And like the previous time, he appeared to be waiting for someone.]

[Care to drop by and say hello?]

[ninjabike]

[Even if there had not been a video feed. It wasn't like there was a way to mistake a fellow Autobot in this chaos of organic aliens roaming about. Still doesn't mean she's forgotten about that one shape shifting Decepticon from back home.

So when she does actually move into his range it's still with a healthy distance and a stance that can easily become aggressive or defensive depending on what may happen.]

So how high in your chain of command are you? [And how much of a stickler for protocol are you going to be?]

[fun_police]

[Stickler for protocol? On Omega? womanlaughingwithsalad.jpeg.]

[Prowl takes a moment to hone in on the origin of the voice, his optics drifting up to Arcee's current position. Systems lock on to the odd cocktail of EM emission hiding up above. It's not quite what he was used to finding, but recognizable enough to be Cybertronian.]

I was Optimus Prime's second in command.

[ninjabike]

[Hey, hey, hey now. Ultra Magnus would keep to protocol even if the world was ending around him. She doesn't know how deep into that camp of thinking you are okay.]

Sir.

[Of course you would outrank her.]

Scout and Recon were my main jobs for the Autobots, did a bit of spying and espionage as well.

[Which would explain why she is hanging out in high places most overlook everyday.]

[fun_police]

Your skills will be useful in a situation like this.

[As much as Prowl preferred that they stick to their established rules, he recognized when it was time to adjust.]

[He looks away from her position and begins to pace towards a less crowded alley. Arcee should probably follow.]

[ninjabike]

[Well aren't you a just a ray of sunshine and fun. You and Ultra Magnus would get along splendidly.

That of course doesn't stop her from following, because so far they are the only two Autobots here and likely the only two Cybertronians as well.]