Log Title: Wisdom of the Feline
Characters: Ravage , Veritas Prime , Incognito , Calyhex , Dust Devil , Hush , Scope
Locations: Overhanging Cliff - Cybertron , Death Zone - Praxus
Date: May 29, 2022
TP: Liege Maximo TP
Summary: Ravage tracks Veritas down and the two have a back and for conversation, testing and curious before they travel to Praxus to check on the Titan Calyhex and the repairs that the Tyger Pax teams have been aiding Praxus with.
As logged by Veritas
Overhanging Cliff - Cybertron[]
The western border of Stanix ends in a massive, sheer cliff, seeming to descend almost to the core of Cybertron. Someone with climbing or flight capabilities might be able to travel safely down into the Great Trench, but it's a dangerous place to be, with little cover and howling winds threatening to plunge anyone and anything deep into the rift.
Ravage has arrived.
How exactly has he made it up here? It's far, far to climb for someone of his scale and it's definitely well beyond his ability to fly up. So as to the exact mechanics for how the smaller Decepticon has made it all the way up is somewhat of a mystery. But there, he waits. With the heavy winds and the strikes of almost storms coming and going with the promise of worse to hit the area. The horizon is covered with dense pollution and making it so not even at this distance away from the cities and war one cannot see the stars.
And the pollution that comes from the great burning of Stanix to the east, ashes carried on the winds, spun upwards and sifting outwards. On the edge of that cliff stands a solid form. With hands tucked behind her back, wing plates shifting and twitching as the wings tug and pull at her, a solitary femme watching the distance with an unknown expression due to visor and mask alike. Veritas weathers the shifting push-pull of the air as one who is made to dance in them, solid, bending here and there, but remaining firm where she stands.
Ravage waits for Veritas politely then as she would come in, and he would dip his head over at her, "Veritas." He would offer to her gently, "is that appropriate to call you? And what you prefer?" He would wait for her approval or her correction. "And do tell me if at any point I.. Confuse you or make you uncomfortable. That is not my intention."
Veritas Prime steps away from the edge and those punishing winds, padding, light of foot despite her size and coming to a stop to kneel, peering at Ravage with a tilt of her head, finials flicking forward. "Hello Ravage. Veritas works. It is who I am now." she settles easily into a crouch, elbows on her knees, resting on her heels, wing plates spanning out behind her, offering some shelter from the winds in a silent gesture. "Confusion and discomfort are on me to make sense of, Ravage. What brings to you ask to speak to me?"
Ravage would glance at Veritas and approach her, plodding over as the wings would be offered up for cover, "I.. Wish to make sense of what we are now. What not necessarily what you remember.. But what you feel. SUch things are best done in.. Person." He would let his optics gaze over her. Looking for a sense of recognition and emotion. How much was there, how much was faintly remembered.. Worried as to how little there might be.
Veritas Prime ahhs, finials perking forward, shifting wings to insure a pocket of protection. "I remember a great deal. Everything nearly. The integration was.. difficult and lengthy." Tone sliding amused, "Disco ball is like a giant archive, I'm a giant archive, you know how long it takes to merge things."
Ravage would laugh, "Yes, I know a.. Degree of that. I want to.. Know how you are doing at sorting out what you feel. And if you are comfortable on speaking of that. Because emotion does not always make the transit along with memories."
Veritas Prime's visor brightens, "I am.. Emotions are complex, data-rich things. I'm unpacking the most important ones first, key elements to who I am at core. I refuse to give up what was hard won, that made me who I was before.." she waves a hand, "This happened." Tone sliding dry, "I'm damned stubborn about it, it's why I'm keeping mostly to myself while I wrestle with who I am now verses who I was."
Ravage would nod, "Of course. I understand. They take their time to sort out and do not necessarily lend themselves to the raw interpretation and analysis of data. They will.. Hopefully unfold in time and you will be able to resettle upon them. I do.. Not wish to do anything to interfere with the process."
Veritas Prime tilts her head, "Cat..." she murmurs, "I'm not sure who's more freaked out about this. Me, Soundwave, you. I'm.. we're.. It's hard to explain sometimes. I'm still who I was before but it's like I was scrubbed back to bare, core beliefs, depths I wasn't consciously aware of poked at, scrutinized, dross burned away until here I am, a refined moment of who I could be."
Ravage would nod, "That is waht the.. Matrix purportedly does. Forges away, galvanizes, improves. Burns away that which is ill and unfocused, and makes better. That offers the fire of Primus' will to make one what their ideal is." Those words are very careful. Made from a mantra of mythology become history and reality from too much experience.
Veritas Prime snorts. "That's what the books say, yeah." she agrees. "Thing is, that's not exactly right. It emphasizes elements already present, good and bad. Another way of looking at yourself really. Takes.. some getting used to." She looks at her hands, then the feline, "I'm stubborn, protective, and too wary of power gifted to be a good -tool-, Ravage. I have your host by my side to hopefully keep me from being a total idiot. Bad thing is.. There's /something/, some reason why it claimed me and I want to know why. I think in all of the histories, something about this disco ball has been left out. Why did it decide to claim -me- when all I was doing was flying it away."
<< irc.dal.net >> <Cybertronian Babysitter> <connects>
Ravage would nod at Veritas, "Yes, all those things and more." He would look lightly amused, or at least try to put up a good show of it. "You probably have read those files much more thoroughly than I have. And probably even more so with your experiences." Trying to lighten the mood some. "And he will never leave your side no matter what. He will alwys be with you." Ravage would nod at Veritas.
"There always is. I fear it. We will.. Discover it."
Veritas Prime cocks her head to the side, visor brightening. "Well - I don't think this was on our bingo card of slag that might happen. I mean, I was a Decepticon and all the histories said only Autobots." A snort through intakes, "So something's really fragged up." She peers around then back, "I asked him... several times, if he was sure, certain he wanted to remain with me. I..." head bowing, finials slicking back, voice rougher, "I do not want him harmed but it is his choice to remain with me. I need him, he's my other half, he grounds me, completes me. But I would let him go if that is what had to happen to protect him."
Ravage would nod, "Yes. but even if you would.. He would not let you go. He would never abandon you nor let you flee. There is nowhere you could go that he could not find you, nowhere that he would let youe scape his love and need to be with you and protect you. Nothing he would not do for you. So remember that. No matter what, he will always be at your side. You will never be without him."
Veritas Prime fidgets, fingers twitching, closing and opening. "He's as stubborn as I am. And what of you, Ravage? What do you think of all this?" She shifts wings, plating, finials.
Ravage would consider up at her, "What I think is different from what I feel. You are family. That is all I feel. We will all do anything for you. What I think.. fear. fear of what is coming and what we must be ready for."
Veritas Prime tips her head down, "Well there is that. Emotion and thought don't always fly in pattern together." she reaches a hand out, palm up, "I'm afraid. But I won't let that fear stop me from doing what good I can for Cybertron, setting things in motion for long term survival of our kind. While I have this, and the weight it brings. Power.. Ravage, corrupts, it's a siren song. And I trust and know my chosen family will be there with me when the time comes for me to set this aside."
Ravage would nod, "We will be by your side no matter what." He would dip his muzzle up to her to watch and wait. "Do you wish for me to come with you or do you wish for some privacy so that you can reflect upon things while you go for a flight?" He would gently tease her.
Veritas Prime smiles behind her mask, "I thought to go visit Calyhex, see how the repairs are concluding, visit the gardens before I hid back in the wilds." Fingertips carefully brush that dangerous muzzle. "You're welcome to come and walk with me there. Give me more words of wisdom."
Ravage would laugh, "I have few words of wisdom to share. Paranoia.. You are far more versed in those sonnets than I. So we can reflect together. And it is somewhat far for me to walk to."
Veritas Prime chuckles and gestures to her shoulder, tilting pauldrons to offer him perch. "Care for a ride? And regale me with your wisdom, oh cat, for I know you have much to say." She laughs.
Ravage would laugh, "I accept one yes. And I can give you what I have. I fear it will not amount to much." He goes to hop up and over to land on her shoulder where indicated.
Veritas Prime stands slowly, plating angling to give the best 'seat'. "You're the voice of reason such that it was, for Ghost. For Soundwave, so I hope you can continue to give me your thoughts as well. I'm a bad kitten and have strayed." she teases as she takes to the air, headed towards Praxus.
Ravage would chuckle, "Oh, of course. So does that mean that I as the resident corruptive one must take the opportunity to start once more with you if you are to be groomed to further pursue my role in the greater schema of things?"
Veritas Prime laughs, "Something like that. Or you can call the taxi when I overdrink."
Ravage would pff, "And take that away from Encore? I could hardly deign to abort his rare sources of fun."
Death Zone - Praxus - Northwestern Cybertron[]
Veritas Prime walks from one part of Praxus to another, a cat on her shoulder, headed towards where the repair work is ongoing on the Titan Calyhex.
Ravage is settled over on Veritas' shoulder, occasionally no doubt receiving a pet while looking smug as he would be atop it like a far lazier Laserbeak.
It's admittedly been some time since Calyhex returned from her spaceborne 'walkabout', and yet it's still relatively busy on the construction/repair front. A pair of supply convoys from Tyger Pax are still in evidence, and still working on restoring Calyhex to, if not perfect working order, as close as they can get while still acceding to the wishes of the Titan.
Incognito, for his part, has been back and forth between Tyger Pax and Praxus to check in on the efforts, when he hasn't been working on other projects or poring over all the data gathered by Arcane and the rest of Salvation Team's trip back to the past. But ever since the previous evening after yet another stint of 'lurking' on certain channels, he's been mystified by something that "Voidwalker" -- he's pretty sure that's Starlock, given the chatter and context -- said during the chat. And seeing as how Elita One has been rather tight-lipped about things concerning Optimus Prime's status and what's gone on since... well, perhaps it isn't much of a surprise that he isn't entirely up on the latest planetary gossip.
At present, he's examining some blueprints pertaining to some of the recent repairs at a foreman's station, giving them an intent optic while also taking sporadic notes and adding them to the blueprint readout.
Veritas Prime laughs, apparently continuing a conversation on that the tall femme and the feline have bene having on their walkabout. "Far be it for me to prevent Encore from having fun." Visor brightens, footfalls slowing as she nears the titan. She pauses midstep and takes in the work still going on, attention to scaffolding, then the titan, then to the ground itself. "I can still -feel- it, Ravage." she murmurs, gesturing to the ground.
Ravage would glance down at the ground, "feel.." He would leave that open ended. Not sure exactly as to what exactly Veritas was referring to. But listening to her. Incognito getting a cautious look from Ravage whom well remembered the eternal dances and duels that had come in the fencing days with the extremely cunning Cybertronian. Glancing along at Calyhex. "I take it that the repairs are proceeding well with all things considering and the resources allotted?"
A minibot sized femme suddenly appears- as if from a hologram at the front gates of Calyhex. She is followed by a large faceless tankformer, carrying what looks like large barrels of solvant. "Gotta get the outside too, sweetspark. Gonna take a while just the two of us.." the tank says. They look over at the crews, still working "We have some solvent. Gonna clean the outside and see what the damage is under..." he pauses and looks to the others. The minibot shimmers, ghostlike and hides behind him "Company." he says.
With a sigh, Incognito finishes taking his notes and sidelines the blueprints for the foremen to peruse and follow (or not) as they see fit. He glances around, optics focusing on Ravage and... well, not someone he recognizes straightaway, that's for certain. His expression is curious, but after a moment he looks away, this time up towards a section of scaffolding. "I added a few notes to your blueprints, but otherwise everything looks good," he radios up to the foreman on duty.
Veritas Prime gives a shrug, careful not to dislodge the shoulder-cat. "Tyger Pax has worked well with Praxus to help Calyhex in repairs." She walks closer and closer to the gate, raising a hand in greeting as the small holo-femme and other mech come out. Wing panels shift and she turns, attention sliding to Incognito and she freezes, considering. A nod and she heads towards Incognito, deciding to ask the lead on the project how the titan fares.
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> hurph
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> napped longer then i wanted to
<< irc.dal.net >> <Cybertronian Babysitter> Ugh
<< irc.dal.net >> <Cybertronian Babysitter> I am so hung over.
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> what did you do..?
<< irc.dal.net >> <Cybertronian Babysitter> I drank. A lot.
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> after i left??
<< irc.dal.net >> <Cybertronian Babysitter> Woke up face down at the terminal I have no idea what I did.
<< irc.dal.net >> <Maat> (nelsonlaugh.gif)
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> GG mate
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> oh, Maat, you're alive, good..
<< irc.dal.net >> <Cybertronian Babysitter> So if I did somethin like hit on you I apologize
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> naah you didn't
Ravage would glance down at Veritas, content to remain on the shoulder as he would survey all. Then glancing down at the representative of Calyhex that had been dispatched, "Minibot." He would offer down to it politely as he had not been given a designation. Looking over at Incognito and then remaining silent so as to not say something that might interrupt anything or be rude.
The copper colored minibot nods her head. "Hello. What brings you to Calyhex? Would you like some tea?" she says from behind the tankformer. "She's a little shy today. Got all her rage out yellin at me for cleanin' the walls." the minibot hrmphs. "No baff."
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> >>Sends a picture of one of the New Harmonex crystals when it was real small, fallowing after, other pictures of it growing larger and large,,
<< irc.dal.net >> <Maat> I'm alive yeah. No explosions or violence
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> well color me shocked, i was worried
<< irc.dal.net >> <Cybertronian Babysitter> wow look at that. its growing big. So um. How was the talk with buckethead?
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> considering your alive? I'd assume it went well
<< irc.dal.net >> <Maat> Words were spoken, if that means it went well then it went well. No violence.
The foreman, rather than just answer on comms, peers back down from the scaffolding several levels up, looking down at Incognito. "Fer cryin' out loud, 'Cog, we know what we're doing already!" he shouts down at Incognito. "Just let us do our slaggin' jobs already!" The head then disappears from view and back to work.
Shaking his head, Incognito turns around to find Ravage and the unknown femme approaching. "Making new friends, I see, Ravage," he says in greeting. "I hope Soundwave isn't going to get jealous."
Veritas Prime chuckles, "Baths are good, little one." nodding at Lockup then ahhing as she realizes.. well, the whole she looks.. different. "Ahh.. I don't think Soundwave would be jealous here. The cat's giving me some advice." A shrug of wings, "Hello, I see the work is going well..." Pause, "Er, I'm Veritas."
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> Good.. good
Ravage would glance at Incognito, "Oh, don't worry, Soundwave can be.. Magnanimous when he prefers to be." Or when he's told to. Ravage does occasionally need to assert himself being the superior being in all things.
Just like any feline species.
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> ...thank you for talking with me again, by the way.
<< irc.dal.net >> <Maat> You're welcome
<< irc.dal.net >> <Cybertronian Babysitter> You're a good one, Maat.
The tank grunts. "I'm Lockup, I'm the erm. I guess warden of this place now." he looks to the minibot. "Little one is.." she speaks up softly. "I am of Calyhex. We are pleased to meet you."
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> >>sends one more picture of that crystal, its now a bit bigger then a large building<<
<< irc.dal.net >> <Cybertronian Babysitter> Amazing.
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> so far, from my studing the growth, the larger they get, their growth slows down
<< irc.dal.net >> <<Whirlwind>> He didn't even shoot me.
<< irc.dal.net >> <Cybertronian Babysitter> He'll aim better next time
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> so their always growing but at some point, it gets so slow it takes years and years
<< irc.dal.net >> <Cybertronian Babysitter> Terraforming is like that
<< irc.dal.net >> <Cybertronian Babysitter> my daughter loves it. Im glad to see Cybertron..breathing so to say.
<< irc.dal.net >> <Maat> There was no shooting just words.
<< irc.dal.net >> <Cybertronian Babysitter> He can /do/ that?
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> I know i'm surpised too
<< irc.dal.net >> <Cybertronian Babysitter> anything meaningful or just words?
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> I once told Prime that maybe, at some point Maybe, just maybe he could be redeemed, but... hm.. I was and still mostly am, pretty sure he's a lost cause..
"Uh huh." Incognito doesn't sound too convinced by Ravage's statement, but opts not to push things. He looks instead at Veritas, expression still curious, but apparently he isn't catching on to anything just yet. "It's going about as well as can be expected, I suppose," he replies. "My foremen don't always listen to me, but it's good to see how confident they are at their jobs. I shouldn't need to babysit them, after all. Too much to do, too much to worry about."
<< irc.dal.net >> <Cybertronian Babysitter> you know I work with him. he was pretty polite
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> was
<< irc.dal.net >> <Cybertronian Babysitter> I mean like earlier today
<< irc.dal.net >> <<Whirlwind>> Tried telling him he could be so much more if he turned his interest into creation rather than destruction.
Veritas Prime chuckles softly, finials flicking forward and back, "A good leader lets those who specialize do their jobs without nannying." she offers, "Hello Lockup. Bath day?" she asks. before laughing softly, "Ravage is being all mystery cat and likes sitting atop the shoulder. I thought it a fair trade for wisdom of the felines to give him a lift here." Visor brightens.
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> Did he awnser?
Ravage would just engage right back over with Incognito in a light glance of supremacy that seemed to be the default expression over of one that is cat. "I take it that the inmates have not been restless?"
Lockup nods "Yeah, we're trying to get under all the grime, to get to the parts that need repaired so we can start rebuilding that arm/wing. The minibot looks up "I Know you now. You are tall."
<< irc.dal.net >> <Maat> creation isn't his forte. But warfare could become defense, protection
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> My thought too.. specially with some the other alien races we've po'd
"It's going to be a fair bit of work, but it'll be worth it in the end," Incognito says. "Assuming, of course, that everything doesn't just go straight to the Pit. If the rumors I've heard are true, though, it sounds like that will happen sooner, rather than later."
<< irc.dal.net >> <<Whirlwind>> We don't even need ta have made them angry
Dust Devil has arrived.
The minibot murmurs. "We will protect you. It is time for Calyhex to protect her city. Her people on the outside. It is time for war."
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> yeaaah.. but like.. he has to want it but.. mm
Veritas Prime slides into an easy crouch, to better be on optic level with the 'minibot', "Yes I'm taller now." she agrees. "It's good that you are being repaired. The people here, and Incognito's, want to help you. And you're doing so well now that you're back." Wiggle of finials, "I hope my boys are behaving?" tone sliding amused.
"Yeah - she was a hot mess. That landing was.. well.. I've had better. Had worse, but we made it." Tilt of her head, "I've heard things myself. Probably some of the same."
The mini speaks again "It looks good on you." the lights in Calyhex flicker as she focuses on Veritas, eying her finials "The boys are good. We keep them inside so they don't bite the crews."
Dust Devil is.... wandering around the Titan.... totally just walking innocently around.
"War never changes," Incognito notes somberly. "But sometimes, one has to take risks to do the right thing, even if it ultimately comes at great cost." The familiarity Veritas seems to have with Calyhex is rather odd, but for the moment he doesn't comment on it. Simple observation is enough for now.
Ravage would just glance at Incognito, "Don't presume such things. Self interest comes with a great many things that advance it. This personally is far more of that network. And don't presume that should we find that your's do not coincide.."
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> ....hm
<< irc.dal.net >> <Cybertronian Babysitter> I cant really say I blame other aliens for the way they look at us.
<<Broadband>> Starlock sings softly, mostly not to disturb others.
Veritas Prime nods, "War sucks." she agrees. "It's hard to say that risks have to be taken at great costs for change to happen. I've heard that a great deal. But usually from those with or in power to those without. No sacrifice, no victory. Kinda easy to say from a position of power you know." She shrugs, attention back on the 'mini', "Thank you Calyhex. I'm getting used to it. It's different."
<<Broadband>> Calyhex sings something haunting and ancient, the words older then most. Almost like a lullaby or a good morning son.
The mini pauses. "There is song. There is life. Where there is life growing. There is hope." she starts to singsong to herself, in a haunting ancient cybertronian. Lockup reaches out to feather lightly touch her holo-head affectionately "She likes it when people sing you know. But sometimes, you have to fight. She has to be ready for it."
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> I have missed singing with you
Dust Devil stands and measures himself up against one of the walls. He grins mischievously and begins apparently measure stuff. Moving from one side to another and pulling a stylus from subspace as he moves back and forth, marking one of the walls....
Incognito is quiet for a moment, then lets out a small sigh. "I don't presume anything when it comes to Decepticons in general, Ravage; your collective actions have long since spoken for themselves." He looks around. "And yes, it's easy to say that taking risks requires sacrifice; if anything, I clearly didn't take enough in my time." He shakes his head slowly. "I suppose sooner or later, we'll all the the truth for what it is." He nods at Veritas. "Have a good evening; I think I should head back to Tyger Pax for now."
He turns towards the 'Minibot'. "We'll get the job done, Calyhex. Take care." He glances at Lockup, giving him a nod, then turns, transforming into his ground transport mode and rumbles off.
<< irc.dal.net >> <Inside> and I you. Oh yes you should come visit.
The appearance of Dust Devil gets a lightly annoyed look from Ravage on his 'perch' but no direct action, even as he stays upon the shoulder of Veritas. A cautious look is given to Lockup, "Good. I'm.. Sorry we've not been able to find more effective treatments for them. That is.. Something we have failed at."
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> oh?
Veritas Prime watches Incognito depart, finials fanning as she scans, listens, then ex-vents, "He's not fond of you, cat." she notes before tilting her head, "There is the song of life, Calyhex. I can hear it, see it." She stands, straightening herself out, giving wings a shake. "I should rest again, and think, consider next steps."
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> you'd be okay with that?
Dust Devil is still working diligently at making his overall sketch figured out. And that's when he starts applying color. Purples and pinks....shaded toward black as he works quickly over his free canvas. Blues of all shades also have their place. He's got the image mapped in his head and he knows he only has so much time to put the image up on the titan before someone comes and ruins his fun. So quickly he moves, using each color in exactly all the places they need to go before moving to the next one. Once the colors are up...now comes the glue....and the glitter.
<< irc.dal.net >> <Inside> I'd love it. anytime
<< irc.dal.net >> <<Whirlwind>> I'm so gonna get my aft busted...
The mini looks to The tank again "Its beautiful. We're getting more visitors. I'm going to..." she giggles, her form shimmering as the lights flicker. "That tickles." she looks over at Dust Devil.
<< irc.dal.net >> <Inside> heee!
<< irc.dal.net >> <Inside> that tickles.
<< irc.dal.net >> <<Whirlwind>> uh oh...
Ravage would smirk over, "I will take that as a compliment. And I return the same feeling." Directness was a rare thing from the one that played games back and forth. "You do seem somewhat more de-fragmented than before you had returned to the planet."
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> Alright and what tickles?
<< irc.dal.net >> <Inside> Someones drawing on me. Its nice colors. Purples pinks blacks.
<< irc.dal.net >> <Inside> The paint. Someones painting my side. Pink. Purple. Black. ....
The faceless tank build turns towards the sound of painting. "Hey. No taggin' the Caly."
Dust Devil from subspace he pulls out a box with assorted crystal chips and begins to lay them into the glue, Making crystal stalagmites and stalactites that actually shimmer with the real crystals used. The image is making more sense as it being one of the cavern images.
<< irc.dal.net >> <<Whirlwind>> busted....hehehe
<< irc.dal.net >> <Inside> and jewels...
<< irc.dal.net >> <Inside> Lockup is this scary?
<< irc.dal.net >> <Inside> No, sweet. Its good. Dont get upset.
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> DD... What did we tell you?
<< irc.dal.net >> <Inside> Should I release the Hush?
<< irc.dal.net >> <<Whirlwind>> But I didn't tag Fort or Metro...
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> doon't tempt me
<< irc.dal.net >> <Inside> Scope you have the box?
<< irc.dal.net >> <<Whirlwind>> what's a hush?
<< irc.dal.net >> <<Whirlwind>> gah...she's got a tank
<< irc.dal.net >> <Maat> One of my favorite boys
<< irc.dal.net >> <Inside> I do. Open the gate. On your command, Lockup.
<< irc.dal.net >> <<Whirlwind>> Oh slag....
Veritas Prime ex-vents a sigh, looking at Lockup then off. "Oie! Better let her know what you're doing before violence enters the party."
Calyhex's front gate opens, and a midsized gunformer comes out, rolling out a large crate." Lockup nods "She knows whats going on. We're prepared for this." the box is snarling and growling.
Ravage would be looking over at Dust Devil in a way that indicated thoughts of doing things that would be in violation of the treaty that guaranteed Praxus' as a state of neutrality as far as Veritas could read his posture.
Dust Devil is trying to speed up his ministrations. He continues with a few more pieces of Crystal and down in a corner, there's a quick scribble where dust devil puts his trademark grinning whirlwind in the corner as well as a DD. ;) It's the best he can do to sign the pic before he's preparing to run.
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> ahahah!
Within moments the gunformer nods "Scope...release...the /Hush/." with that, the sides of the box fall away and an almost skeletal thin mechanoid thats vaguely shaped like a cross between a dog and a wingless seeker with a long tail comes out, skittering on all fours. He growls , sharp teeth and tongue lolling out. "Sick em, Hush." with that, the creature licks the air, play-growling as he runs on all fours towards Dust Devil shouting a beast like growl of chase!
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> Good luck~
<< irc.dal.net >> <<Whirlwind>> What's a hush!
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> You'll find out~
Dust Devil acks as he scrambles to his feet and runs to get out from immediate chew space. Though after a few steps, he's smart enough to at least raise a forcefield around himself. Maybe just keep running around the titan.
Veritas Prime oh dears softly. "Consent is key, Dust Devil!" She calls out, "If you'd asked she would have liked the art!" She looks at the Ravage on her shoulder then back at Lockup, walking closer, "You've wanted to do that for a while, haven't you?"
Ravage would just glance down over at things from Veritas' shoulder, letting the stroke go on while watching. Ahh, to be in the case where one had the munitions and the excuses. But not at somewhere Veritas finds tranquility in. At least.. Not unless he can get away with it.
<< irc.dal.net >> <<Whirlwind>> That doesn't look like it should be named Hush!
<< irc.dal.net >> <Inside> well he used to be silent until Starlock fixed him. Careful. He likes faces.
Hush wraps itself around the forcefield, licking at it, as if trying to lick Dust Devil "Let. Me. Geetcha.."
<< irc.dal.net >> <Inside> I think he likes the feel of the forcefield on his tongue.
<< irc.dal.net >> <<Whirlwind>> Gahhhh it's licking the forcefield
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> AHAHAH!
Dust Devil says, "what about it being easier to ask forgiveness than permission!?"
The mini watches a bit "I don't hear either do you?"
Lockup tilts his head in what might be a smile at Veritas "Wanted an excuse. Plus. Hush seems to be enjoying himself."
Dust Devil is having issues running from sthing that holding onto his forcefield. He heads in Veritas direction after trying to do a lap around the titan. "How do ya get it off?!" He looks at the minibot and frowns as Hush doesn't seem to be letting go. "Sorry I used part of ya as an canvas?"
Hush giggles, a harsh sound from the back of its throat. It licks the field. "Tickles..." the tankformer murmurs. "Alright, you scared him enough. Heel, Hush." with that Hush goes to Lockup's side. Lockup takes a rust stick from subspace and gives it to the seeker, who chews on it happily.
Veritas Prime giggles.. Tall femme just giggles at the situation, watching Dust Devil run about with a Hush licking that forcefield. "Hush! I missed you." She slides to a knee opening her arms to invite the crazed looking mech to her.
Hush puts the whole stick in its mouth and bounds over on all fours to Veritas. "Not-Ghost!" it says, tackling its body into her. One optic glows bright red the other blue.
And as Veritas Prime makes the inviting gesture towards Hush, Ravage goes to hop off the side of her arm. He's going to dart along and seemingly away some, giving Veritas the space even as he maneuvers to dart to the shadows.
Veritas Prime braces and takes the impact, giving Hush a hug. "You look better now. I think he got the idea, no messing with Calyhex without permission."
Hush whines happily, licking Veritas's face. "You do too. Bigger. Stronger. Jet. Jet good.." he says. The gunformer crosses his arms. "No hugs for me?" he asks.
Veritas Prime snorts, offering Scope an arm as well. "Hugs for both my boys. And, if there's room, a sleep pile. I need a rest."
And Ravage is gone. Not into the shadows, but withdrawing from the region. He's not cloaked himself, but tracking him in the darkness and the haze requires strict attention, as he darts along in near total silence.
Scope smiles at Veritas "Always room for you. I think your cat ran off though. Bad Hush. Scared the cat." Hush licks his lips. "Kittah?"
Dust Devil makes a face. "Glad everyone had their fun...." He makes a face at Ceritas.
Veritas Prime gives Scope a hug as well, finials tracking as the cat scampers off. "He's a cat. They do their own thing. He's not mine, he's his own." She peers at Dust Devil, tilting her head, "What? Don't touch the titan without her permission. She had enough of non-consensual touching in the past. Next time, ask her, she likes to be pretty."
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> don't let him eat TOO much of DD's face, i still will have to repair it after all
<< irc.dal.net >> <<Whirlwind>> They called off the Hush.... i think I'm safe.
<< irc.dal.net >> <Voidwalker> Eheheh~ Tell Hush and Scope and Lockup I say hi~
<< irc.dal.net >> <Maat> I've got my boys. It's time to sleep
<< irc.dal.net >> <Inside> you are.
<< irc.dal.net >> <Inside> that was a lot of excitement for them
Dust Devil says, "Starlock says hi to you guys...." He grins a little, "besides...I gotta get my practice in fer when I try taggin Fort Max. That will be the REAL test....""
The Holo nods "I do. They are protective. I am sorry if they bothered you." Lockup says "Thats a lot of excitement for the inmates." what. those two are inmates? Great. "We need to get everyone medicated and to bed. Then we'll clean the paint tomorrow. And continue the bath, if Calyhex likes. The holo groans.. "Okay.." Hush lowers his head "eat you later."
Veritas Prime scoops Hush up, Scope as well and heads towards the gates, "I'll bring them in, Lockup. I'd like to stay the night if that's not a problem. I need a rest.. and a shower probably. Been in the wilds."
Dust Devil makes a face, "awww....I thought it turned out nice...." He moves so he can take a few stills of the image. "Save the crystal bits if you do decide to get rid of the picture....I can re-use them."