Hardstrike stretched out his arms as he watched Neuroblade head towards the lift, as he did he noticed in the corner of his optic his internal comm softly bleeping and for a split astrosecond ignored it as they continued to watch where this creep went. He didn't fail to report it however.
"HQ on the comms sir, must be with the others in the card game", reported Hardstrike, "Regulations say I should answer it... but right now I think there's more importnant things at stake.."
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Post by Jazzman Crothers on May 19, 2010 20:18:01 GMT -5
ooc: Don't call Incognito sir, you out rank him!
Incognito shook his head in agreement. The two watched as Neuroblade walked in to the lift as it opened. Out came a bunch of guests arriving at the palace. The lift closed up. The two walked to the elevator door and watched it go down. 'Now is as good a time to talk to Omnitron I guess.' Said Incognito as he shrugged his shoulders.
"He's been keeping an optic on an investment of ours off-world. Scientists doing R&D work in a small laboratory in space on a space shuttle." Metalingus continued as he looked at his own cards. It wasnt that bad a hand but he passed his turn.
"Looking at advancements in FTL travel. FTL being Faster Than Light, of course. Just small, un-manned craft at the moment. And I do mean small, you Targetmaster friend there would have trouble getting into one of those craft."
With that, Deadbolt laid down a card with a Spark on it, hopefully blocking Atlas.
D-Fib grinned and jogged to the Teleportation centre. There she saw Funcrusher and D-Stroy. She smiled at them as she checked over her portable medical bay.
"So, you two going to be my bodyguards then?"
With that, D-Fib transformed as her Med bay transformed and connected to her.
Post by Jazzman Crothers on May 20, 2010 12:05:47 GMT -5
Atlas was actually cheerful about the move Deadbolt just made and even clapped. 'Bravo! Excellent move. Speaking of making moves, it sounds as if the two of us could use each other's services. I have a lot of cargo that is in need of transportation. Now normally I'd hire a transport company however I am rather independent so I have created my own transportation services. But, they are only at par level of service. Perhaps your scientists can have a look at the engines on my space crafts?'
D-stroy only nodded to D-Fib and allowed Funcrusher to do all the talking. 'Damn right we some bodyguards! I'm Funcrusher and thats D-stroy, don't mind he don't talk much. Now hang on to your caboose their, were going down and going down in style, YAAAA*'
And with that, the three were transported down on to Cybertron.
Post by Jazzman Crothers on May 20, 2010 12:32:46 GMT -5
Atlas, still cheery, put his cards down to address Deadbolt. 'Oh come on now. FTL is nothing new. While it can be better and yes others are working on various methods of wrap speed and travel, its not so 'hush-hush'. Now if thats your darkest secret then your beginning to bore me. So, what else are you hiding? Hm? I'll tell you something, I've heard of further advancements in space bridge travel that the Autobot military are working. Imagine that.'
Incognito and Hardstrike called another elevator as they radioed in their progress report. ***COM*** 'Team 2 to HQ. Made contact with target, engaging in friendly activities. Investigating mode of transportation.'***COM***
Hardstrike was able to listen in as well as Incognito spoke to Omnitron. ***COM***'Good work. Maintain visual of target, don't move until the word is give. Team 1 is in pursuit of their target. Sabotage target's mode of transportation when the word is given.'***COM***
***COM***'HQ, team leader believes said mode of transportation could be way into target's home base.'***COM***
The two Renegades entered the elevator.
***COM***'Mission statement declares that your team is to maintain watch of your target and nothing else.'***COM***
***COM***'Rewrite the mission statement, we have an oppertunity here that...'***COM***
***COM***'Damnit Incoginto.... Fine, continue with improvised move, but don't lose sight of the target. HQ out.***COM***
'Love you too Omnitron... aww he hung up before I got to say goodbye.' Incognito smiled at Hardstrike. 'See? Nothing to it!'
The elevator reached the bottom floor. The two renegade hugged the walls as the doors opened. Before them they saw the Cybertron buses that brought in Transformers that lacked vehicles modes. Some where down here was Atlas' transport vehicle and his deadly assassin Neuroblade.
"You're more informed than I am on that front. Space Bridge tech isn't my strong point. Neither is FTL for that matter. I'm more of a financial backer when it comes to all the techy things. Now weapons, that's where I know what's what. Used to test experimental weapons."
Deadbolt hoped that would lead Atlas into saying something that they would be able to use against him.
Hypershot was content to listen to the conversation and play only small moves. Laying down a card now and then. He was rather enjoying it though. He admired how Deadbolt was coming up with information in such a relaxed manner. How natural this all seemed to him.
And Atlas didn't seem like the kind of guy to be suspicious of. Nevertheless, he didn't let his guard down. Just to be safe.
Post by Jazzman Crothers on May 25, 2010 11:06:00 GMT -5
For the first time, Atlas' expression changed. Everyone at the table saw it drop from one of content to a sour note. 'Personally, I deplore weapons. Terrible things, however I do suppose that they are necessary when it comes to defense. But it's a pity when you thing that Cybertron can never truly escape its past...' Atlas then put down a card and won another round. '... so may easier ways to win besides using brute force.'
He then looked up at Hypershot. 'Your awefully quiet for your name. Tell me, what financial detail re you in charge of?'
Incognito looked at Hardstrike and signaled to that he was activating chameleon mode. Almost invisible, Incognito took a look around. 'I say pretty good considering I see no one. Lets check out the big transport, more places to hide.'
"You're telling me. I'm glad explosive weapons were banned. I tested one that malfunctioned on me, lost an arm, about 30% of my torso and about 10% of my head. Thank Primus for highly skilled medics." He said in a half-truth. Probably the most honest thing he'd said since the game started.
Post by Jazzman Crothers on May 25, 2010 11:44:31 GMT -5
Atlas was back in a good mood again and laughed at Deadbolt's story. He ordered some drinks for the table so that each Renegade could have some while the dealer shuttled the cards again. 'Well I must say it's been a long time since I have had some much fun. The Skytoucher Palace is a wonderful place to get away from it all, great company but not as fantastic as you fine gentlemechs. And I never mix business with pleasure however, I'm quite the business renegade that if I missed an oppertunity such as this it would be a mistake.'
Metalingus smiled neviously as he sipped his drink. Atlas used the word renegade in his sentence! Did he know who his new friends really were?
Atlas spoke again. 'As I was saying earlier, I believe that we should do business. You must have your people come to Omega City to have a look at my transportation ships to improve their performance. I'll contact you with the details on when we meet, which shall be soon. I sense a successful business transaction ahead of us. To quote an old saying, "Power flows to the one who knows how. Desire alone is not enough." Atlas raised his glass and cheered everyone at the table.