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Post by $hØ©Këyë on Dec 31, 2008 3:36:27 GMT -5
Meanwhile, Major Douglas Winters got to the car, opened the rear door, got in and said 'Excuse me, are you here for a Air Force officer named Douglas Winters? Because that's me'. He then sat down on a seat, shut the door and then put his suitcase and briefcase beside him as he put his seatbelt on.
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Post by Hoist on Jan 1, 2009 17:46:08 GMT -5
After a long rider the car that had taken Major Winters from the Airport arrived at an old rundown looking, but historic building. The driver received his clearance at the gates and drove a long way around the perimeter until out of side from plain view. Somewhere at the back a man made tunnel led into the ground to underneath the building, almost like an underground car park.
The car pulled up to a nearby basement elevator as the click of the boot of the car sounded as it popped open. The driver left the vehicle and opened the door for Major Winters.
"This way to the main lobby, Sir.", noted the driver signaling his arm towards the elevator.
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Post by Thunderclap on Jan 3, 2009 14:11:12 GMT -5
Shipwreck reached the shore, yet remained in the water. He couldn't just go wandering around the city being the height he was and being a large transforming robot. He sighed and retreated a little ways, so that he stood knee deep in the ocean. He bruched muddy sand off his shoulders, and flicked a long strand of seaweed off the top of his head. "Yuck," He muttered quietly, dusting the rest of himself off before looking around. No one, yet, ...atleast; and he was to lazy to check his scanners and radars. Shrugging, he waded threw the salt sea to a pile of large rocks around weist deep for him. Looking satisfied, he leaned up against their sharp edges and one by one, lifted his legs from the sea and placed them at a smaller rock at his feet. A foot-rest. His head clincked softly as he set his head back against the rock, folding his arms behind his head to act as a pillow as he staired at the sky.
"Much better." He mumbled to himself, relaxing for the moment before he would soon have to shift back into alt mode for atleast another day. He liked the feel of hte ocean between his toes, not under the hull of his battleship alt. The thought of better repairs didn't even come close to being thought of anymore while he was temporarily at ease.
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Post by $hØ©Këyë on Jan 5, 2009 4:09:34 GMT -5
After a long rider the car that had taken Major Winters from the Airport arrived at an old rundown looking, but historic building. The driver received his clearance at the gates and drove a long way around the perimeter until out of side from plain view. Somewhere at the back a man made tunnel led into the ground to underneath the building, almost like an underground car park. The car pulled up to a nearby basement elevator as the click of the boot of the car sounded as it popped open. The driver left the vehicle and opened the door for Major Winters. "This way to the main lobby, Sir.", noted the driver signaling his arm towards the elevator. Major Winters got his briefcase and suitcase with him, then said to the driver 'thank you' and went to the elevator. He got in and pressed a button. The doors closed and the lift jolted as it began going up.
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Post by Speedy on Jan 5, 2009 10:18:42 GMT -5
Bryan finished up his work with Speed-Traps wire and fuse problem. "There was less damage than you thought there." Bryan said puting Speed-Trap's hood back down. "Just a few fuses were shorted out from the water is all no biggie But you should be able to use your persuit mode now and access the internet via satalite thats a little feature i added to your computers software." Bryan added while packing up is bag quickly he could see the black clouds slowly making their way to land from the corner of his eye. "So Speedway the signal is in that house over there right." Bryan asked while pointing to the house the signal was comeing from. "Yep that would be the one go ahead and see if your able to get it we will keep watch out here." Speed-Trap said using both languages. Bryan nodded and went for the home. "Thanks." said speedway now in english, with a voice that was similar to Clint Eastwood. he switched appearances to the squad car (then back) and waited for their departure. He was following the storm via the internet on his computer.
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Post by Speedway on Jan 5, 2009 15:02:36 GMT -5
Bryan stopped short. "Say um... Speed-Trap i would make a Hologram of a Human if I were you. I kinda have an Idea and im hoping it will work." Bryan said to Speed-Trap as he continued onward to the door and Knocked three times. God I hope this works Bryan said in his head as he took a deep breath and then exhailed.
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Post by Speedy on Jan 5, 2009 16:30:10 GMT -5
"Right, Good idea." said Speed Trap.
A few seconds later a figure digitized into the driver's seat (Mustache man LOL) He kleaned back and appeared to go to sleep.
~Now we wait...~ he thought to himself.
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NAS Pensacola
The Gunnery Sargeant at the gate was waving big green trucks through the gate. This was supplies for the impending Hurricane. The Humvee escort eased the convoy through traffic to get to the base.
Lt. Col. Walker had a clipboard with a checklist, and sailors and marines where helping to check the inventory.
MREs, fresh water, sandbags, blankets, etc. all loaded on these trucks. The MPs directed them to nthe empty hangars so they could park, somewhat protected from the storm.
"Alright people, let's hurry this up." said the Lt. Col. She looked around. ~Lets hope we wont need all this, and it won't be that bad of a storm.~ she thought to herself.
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Post by $hØ©Këyë on Jan 6, 2009 3:45:41 GMT -5
Meanwhile, almost 19 minutes had passed and Tanda and Blitzkat were still on their way. Then they were informed about a storm that was coming. Something which humans called a Hurricane. Blitzkat then said 'Hang on Tanda, I have minor visual range of their location. Maybe Tanda, you can try to communicate with a message. We need to find them soon'. Tanda replied saying 'Alright, I'll get to it'. She then got onto a radio frequency that all Cybertronians could listen in to. She said 'Autobots Speedtrap, Speedway and Shipwreck, this is Autobots Tanda and Blitzkat. We are in bound on your positions. Sit tight, we'll try and link up with you soonest. Tanda out'.
Altech HQ
Winters was in a lift which now had reached the floor which he believed was the head's office. He got out of it and with his briefcase and suitcase with him, he went through the corridors, with people looking at him. Then he said to one person who looked quite senior 'Excuse me, could you help me direct me to the office of the Commandeering officer in charge of this complex'?
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Post by Hoist on Jan 6, 2009 16:49:16 GMT -5
The official saw the Major's pips and saluted quickly, showing the proper respect of authority andk rank, "Down the corridor, take a left, another left and then a right Major", replied the mustached man, "Is Colonel Lansing expecting you sir?", he asked.
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Post by Speedway on Jan 6, 2009 20:32:16 GMT -5
Speedway got the message. "Well Its nice to finally hear you two. We are sitting at a Residential area as we speak we are waiting on my partner to get the Fragment. Also try not to transform here there is a lot going on with the humans they are all getting ready for this Hurricane." Speedway said sending a message back.
Bryan Knocked on the door of the house that the Fragment was in. "God i hope i can get that thing out before any of this hits." He said under his breath
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Post by $hØ©Këyë on Jan 7, 2009 9:20:46 GMT -5
Blitzkat heard the message and sent back a reply 'Alright, roger that. We'll hold tight and circle above you but when the hurricane comes to landfall, we'll land at a nearby airfield or deserted field'. The official saw the Major's pips and saluted quickly, showing the proper respect of authority andk rank, "Down the corridor, take a left, another left and then a right Major", replied the mustached man, "Is Colonel Lansing expecting you sir?", he asked. Winters had returned the salute and said 'I suppose so, because the President personally sent me to help out and report. Oh and by the way, thanks for the directions, I'll be alright now'. He then left and went down the corridor, turned a left, then another left and then a right, which was a door. This must be the Colonel's office, Winters thought. He then knocked on the door.
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Post by Speedy on Jan 8, 2009 16:02:16 GMT -5
Speed Trap was going over maps, and geographic data on his computer, for the best way out, so he had some options in case the police presence didn't work as planned.
"Who are we supposed to be hooking up with?" he commed Speedway.
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NAS Pensacola.
Everyone was in their gear, and i do mean everyone. Lt.col. Walker had gone and put her combat gear on, standard procedure, especially since the chaos after Katrina. Almost nothing surprised her about the after effects of a hurricain anymore after that fiasco.
Everything was being refueled to move. The best way for quick deployment.
Just then a runner, who obviously worked in the office, as he was still in his regular uniform, went up to Lt. Col. Walker. *salutes* "Ma'am, weather report direct from NOAA." he said, before standing at ease for orders.
She read the report that a hurricane hunter had breached the eye and was recording an upgrade to category 3 and that landfall will be within the next several hours.
"Thank you, sargeant, keep me informed till we leave." she said, to the runner.
*salutes* He went back to the office. She turned to the next ranking officer, a Captain, who had been checking the vehicles.
"Captain... we'll need at least two working helicopters to land or drop food in case the trucks can't get through." she said.
"Yes, Ma'am." he responded before moving to get the two needed helicopter crews ready.
She pocketed the weather report. ~Lets hope it's a fast mover so we can get out ASAP.~ she thought.
She hated the waiting, she just wanted to get it over with so they could help. As it was they'd practically be following the storm.
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Post by Thunderclap on Jan 8, 2009 18:40:53 GMT -5
Shipqreck muttered under his breath and jumped down from the rocks he was so peacefully resting upon, surprised at how fast the current was already. The sea was getting choppy, and choppy seas wern't good. He raised his right hand to the side of his head where his commlink was placed and activated it.
++COMM++ "This is Shipwreck, and I have received your message Blitzkat, I'm just off the shore line... and awash. So in plain view." ++END COMM++
Shipwreck was about to say something else, but he had already cut what after what he was going to say. Mentaly smackig his palm to his forehead, he muttered angrily to himself. "Come on Shipwreck, they're pidgions.... Air guys....try to keep your seadog ways to yerself next time..." He wadded a little ways threw the sea's choppy waters and angry currents until he was waist deep and in plain view from the others. 'Hurry up guys.... these waters be gettin' on my nerves and the spindrift is getting my optic sensors durty.'
((Spindrift: Spray blown from the crests of waves. Awash: floating in level with the sea.))
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Post by Speedway on Jan 8, 2009 22:00:28 GMT -5
"Well Bryan said that an Autobot named Shipwreck will be waiting at the ship docks near by Cape Canaveral where ever that is." Speedway commed back.
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Back at Hq
Colonel Lansing heard the knock. "Come in" She said through the microphone that she had set to the speaker just outside the large doors. "I wonder if that is Winters?" Lara mutterd under her breath watching the door closely.
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Post by Speedy on Jan 9, 2009 0:09:25 GMT -5
"Cape canaveral, got it." responded Speed Trap.
He made several routes so they could get out of there, no matter what.
~The weather is getting worse... this better not take much longer...~ he thought.
Bryan was apparently still waiting at the door.
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