File 001 [Audio/Action] (Location encrypted)

[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.))

Comments

[fun_police]

[His composition remains as aloof and cold as the he might appear in an office. Their locale isn't going to change the prescribed appearance that he carried with him.]

With no Decepticons detected on the station, I believe continuing the war here would be of little use. We need to adapt.

[His gaze hardens, just slightly.]

And we need to consider our options, as we have no other allied outposts in nearby star systems.

[ninjabike]

Fine by mean, though if they do show up, I'm not going to play nice and let them cause any more damage here then is already there naturally.

[Because she's seen the prejudice to synthetic makes here and she knows if they let one run amok it will cause them more problems then they need.]

And I'm open to suggestions on what options you think are viable for us here.