Post by Jazzman Crothers on May 12, 2010 8:33:23 GMT -5
Surrounded by the liquid sea of what was once known as the Rust sea, now known as the Crystal sea, the Skytoucher Palace is located a few miles south-east of Hydrax Plateau; close to the intergalatic and primary space port. Hardstrike, Incognito, Hypershot, Deadbolt and Metalingus had arrived a few miles outside of the palace, via space bridge, and traveled the rest of the way to their destination. Once they arrived at the Skytoucher resort, they used their fake IDs to gain access. Their cover was that of very rich and successful business agents who were taking some time off from work. They had access to a room in their names and to everything the resort offered. The group were on the gaming floor of the palace, looking for Atlas.
Incognito sat at a bar with a drink in his hand. As he took a sip is expression turned sour. 'Rich mechs drink this crap? I'll take being poor over this slag any day.'
High above Cybertron, a Renegade ship disgusied as a satilite, orbited high within the atmosphere in the area between where both groups of Renegade carried out their missions. Inside the ship, was a small skeleton crew. Among them were field captain Omnitron, Computic on communication and field medic D-fib. Their mission was to simply watch over the missions as they happened.
Hardstrike had skipped going to the bars with the others and hopped into the city across from the Skytoucher Palace and the Crystal sea. He wanted to get a better look at the place, but from a very far distance. He had borrowed some optic-magnifiers and drove steadily for two breems. Not only did he want a good look at the place, but he wanted to explore all the possible ways in a visual record.
After spending a good deal of time making visual notes, memorising a few key features and pints he was satisfied, but just wondered if the others would be as enthusiastic. Transforming back to his vehicle mode, Hardstrike headed back to join the others...
Post by Jazzman Crothers on May 13, 2010 17:03:44 GMT -5
Metalingus shook his head, it had been hours since the team arrived and no sign of Atlas anywhere.
The bartender that Deadbolt spoke to turned to get the three undercover Renegades drinks. He returned and decided to make small talk with the three robots. 'The three of you, first time here I can tell. And it's the first time you've ever had any really wealth.'
'Sure. First time. But havin' a hefty account of shanix is nothin' new to players like us. What makes you think other wise?' Incognito said.
The bartender smiled. 'Simple. You don't know what to do with it! Or, you'd be making a fool of yourselves and we'd have to kick you out. You should enjoy yourselves. You seem very out of place here. Why not enjoy a game of cards my friends.'
As the bartender turned away, Incognito looked at the other two and told them to follow him as soon as they received their drinks. 'I think he's right. If we look out of place were as good as dead. Lets find a game, any game to keep us busy. Besides, I doubt Omnitron won't mind if we make some credits on the side!'
High above Cybertron...
Omnitron had been standing in the cockpit of the ship since they had left Unicron's head. He didn't say much and checked all the activity of the missions and anything happening back to base as it appeared on the computer screens. Then he heard D-fib's comment. 'Aren't you friends with Deadbolt?'
As Hardstrike was returning to the Skytoucher Palace, he spotted something out of the oridinary. A extremely large security convoy truck drove up beside him, taking up more lanes then most large vehicles. However, this military class truck was converted to look polished and stylish. Upon further investigation, Hardstrike spotted the name 'ATLAS' on the side of the truck, as well as the a round symbol next to it.
Hardstrike returned to the Palace, from the reception he could already see them in the bar so headed over. They certainly looked like they were enjoying themselves, he just hoped they weren't too juiced up to listen. The truck that had pulled up beside him was going to be a key icon in getting to Atlas.
Deadbolt chuckled as he, Incognito and Hypershot made their way through the gaming floor.
"Ya never know, we might win big at one of these tables. The next round is on whoever wins most"
Deadbolt looked around the place under the pretense of looking for a game to join, when really he was looking for anything suspicious.
D-Fib smiled again when Omnitron spoke.
"Yep. Deadbolt would be on a scrap heap if it wasn't for me. Some of my best work. Took a fair while to get him stabalised, let alone fixed up. But everything turned out shiny, and I'm very pleased he managed to become a Renegade." She beamed.
D-Fib took great pride in her work, and Deadbolt was one of the worst injuries she had ever had to treat.
"How's everything going down on the surface?" She asked.
Post by Jazzman Crothers on May 14, 2010 17:07:39 GMT -5
Incognito nudge Deadbolt. 'Go play cards or something with Metalingus. Me and Hyperhshot will see what the boss man is talking about.'
Incognito and Hypershot joined Hardstrike. 'Sounds like you got something? I hope so cause were due to contact HQ in a few astro-seconds.'
At the other end of the room, where most of the games were played and where Incognito suggested Deadbolt and Metalingus check out, Pointblank walked around as if inspecting the area and calling over servers to get a table ready for his boss, all the whil attracting the attention. 'Hey! What kind of a low class joint is this? I thought you guys were more professional? Get me a table on the double or the blaster is gonna start talking!'
Hardstrike ignored Incognito's slightly patornizing tone but face him fully , "Yeah I found something a convoy, and way to sneak in right past their noses! But don't you worry, I'll just play little ol' cards!", grunted the bot and got off his stool and headed towards Metalingus.
Post by Jazzman Crothers on May 15, 2010 9:47:44 GMT -5
'What in the pit is your problem Hardstrike? And what's this about sneaking pass them in a convoy? We're suppose to blend in here and snatch him when the time is right. You changing the mission statement on your own or something?' Said Incognito as he walked behind Hardstrike.
Before the three bots reached the table with Metalingus and Deadbolt, they saw a robot get their first. 'All right losers, find another table. This is my boss' regular spot so move on.' The Renegade would recognize this robot from the files back at HQ as Pointblank, one of Atlas' mechs.
Omnitron replied back to D-fib. 'The space bridge is a wonderful thing. We'll been you down and thing else that the teams need. And by the way, time I get a progress report from Incendius. Computic, open a channel, encoded and transmit.'
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