0003: NEW ARRIVALS

[crux_npcs]

Who: New Arrivals, Captain Jack Hollis, Science Captain Urist McEngineer, Graham Baker
Where: Briefing Room
When: Late afternoon
Warnings: None

When awakening, you'll find the area you're in to be very busy. The people in the medical ward are polite and understanding, but firmly refuse to answer questions until the briefing. The same goes for the robots in the hangars. Either given hospital outfits resembling very comfortable pajamas, drone bodies, or their own bodies, they are escorted by polite, unyielding people in red and black uniforms to the briefing room.

The room is large, but not quite large enough for some of the bigger Cybertronians. They've been given drone bodies at least, skinny little things with no real features beyond primitive masks made of paper plates. There's seats for everyone, at least, well-cushioned and comfortable, and the room is pleasantly lit.

A few Security personnel, dressed in their red and black uniforms, stand at ease in the rooms in strategic areas. Three men stand at the head. One is Graham Baker, a slightly nervous-seeming middle-aged man wearing a multi-layered business suit that seems rumpled and oversized. The other two men are dressed in military uniforms, one with the blue undershirt and piping of Command, while the other wears the gold of Science.

[Questions to the NPCs will go in the briefing thread. The rest of the post is there for people to mill about and do whatever with.]

Comments

[staygoldponybot]

[there's another burst of static. that might've been a sigh.]

If they can pump me full of a synthetic energon potent enough to keep me online, I am sure there will be some way to get the parts needed.

As long as I can stand up without all my internals falling out.

[he can dream, right?]

[tomemyoutliers]

( it's tempting to ask how much of his own energon he lost, but-- it's rather obvious. )

I'm no medic - you won't like what it looks like when I'm done.

( spoilers: he doesn't actually care if sentinel likes it or not. )

[staygoldponybot]

[you sadistic ass.]

I am past petty concerns for looks. Survival is more important.

[tomemyoutliers]

In that case- ( pressing his hands together ) stay there, won't you? I need to find Trailbreaker.

[staygoldponybot]

[he doesn't reply until shockwave is probably out of sight, but..]

Why?

[somewhat worried as to where this is going.]

[tomemyoutliers]

Because we're going to need supplies, and I can't carry everything I'm going to need myself.

( are you excited, sentinel? )

[staygoldponybot]

[NOT IN THE LEAST.]

I see.
I'm sure Proteus would not be adverse to using his particular skillset in aiding you.

[that is, be a manipulative shit to get his head of security back in action.]

[tomemyoutliers]

( sentinel should be very glad he doesn't see shockwave's expression at proteus' name. very very very glad. )

If I wanted Proteus' help I would have asked him already.

( he's going to interact with that bastard when he feels like it, on his own terms. )

[staygoldponybot]

[he wouldn't particularly care.]

I'll be sure to advise him to stay away from you, then.

[tomemyoutliers]

( well does he want someone that angry rummaging around in him? )

Proteus shouldn't need a warning to know that.

[staygoldponybot]

[sentinel is... somewhat confident shockwave won't kill him.]

You underestimate his narcissism.

[tomemyoutliers]

There is only one thing I underestimated about the two of you. That is not it. If he wishes to gloat he'll only have himself to blame for what happens.

( keep believing that, buddy. )

[staygoldponybot]

[sweats loudly!!!]

Fine.

[that's all he's saying on the matter right now, mostly because he could care less about what happens as long as he isn't involved.

even though he knows he'll be roped into it one way or another.]