1) Cybertronian Ship Crash Site (HQ)

[Hoist]

Noble Convoy's Quarters.


Commanders log: 3861-25

Following our meeting prior our reunion I fear for our team's morale. Although the likes of Glitch and Grunt seem happy enough, in all of them I sense some desperation at the great feat ahead of restoring our ship, especially with Metalingus now permanently critical in a stasis unit.

And Dinoboss, poor Dinoboss. Of all of them his work-load is saddled high with trying to find a way to stay in robot mode for longer outside, boost the carrier single for more long-way communications outside the ship as well as trying to oversee the repair of the communications system. Working with Grunt he also has to oversee the defences of this ship as a top priority. I am about to send Torrent and Glitch out on recon to see how far we can travel before communications cut off.

Although everyone portrays nothing is wrong I sense their burden.


Convoy paused for a klik but couldn't think of anything else to add.

Computer, End log

of his thick metallic bunk, more like a bio-bed, Noble Convoy swung his legs over and sat up knowing he must head out for the bridge. As he stood, he tried to put on his false sense of Bravado for the team, it was important not for their spirits to be dragged down by him also and appear confident, even though he was anything but. This was his first command after all.

Sighing deeply he readied himself and headed through the door, and through after it swished open, and left for the bridge. Touching his own comm panel, the only way to currently to communicate currently on the ship, Noble contacted some of the others.

+++ COMMS +++
Torrent, Glitch, meet me in the bridge right away, I've a special mission for you both!"
+++ COMMS +++





(OOC: feel free to engage in your duties if you feel they are urgent, or relax in your quarters for a bit)

[Onix Solo]

Dinoboss came back into the ship from another extended period out side trying to work on long-range communications. He headed straight to the comm-station on the bridge and messed around inside of the open access panel. At it's current state, the comm-station was pretty much stripped of all protective casings, with wires and internals exposed. He glanced at a clock in his heads-up display and one that was counting down indicating the time left before he could suffer another exposure to the planets high energon radiation.

"Still need to find some time to further secure the perimeter. Shouldn't require constant robot mode exposure."

[Highram]

Torrent was sitting down in the hallway, absent mindedly fidling with his blaster when he heard Noble Convoy's Comm.
"Looks like Bossbot's got something for me to do"

Sighing, he put his blaster away, pushed himself up and headed over to the bridge.

[Bomblast]

Reaper was on his way back to his quarters after a training session in the holo-suite. He'd been doing some pretty intense training since his wing had been repaired. He was making his way through the corridors when he heard Noble Convoy's message on the COMMs. He rounded a corner and nearly ran into Torrent.

"Sounds like you've got an interesting mission. Bet you're glad to be on the ground for it after last time."

[Highram]

"Jeeze. Watch it bird-brain. Heh. You can say that again. I am not flying like that ever again if I can help it" Torrent grimiced slightly then rubbed the back of his helm.
"Talkin' about our little run in with the Destrons, how's your wing holding?"

[Bomblast]

Reaper stretched out his wing.

"Good as new. I'm not as fast or agile as my previous alternate mode, but it's better than nothing. I hope Noble has something for me to do soon. The training sims are starting to lose their appeal." He replied as he closed his wings.

[Hoist]

Glitch cursed and threw his arm cross the work table, clearing the desk of data-pads and other devices albeit to the floor.. "Curse you Noble Convoy! Intevening when I need to concentrate on my plans! I have a great deal or work to be done among these wretches. And I can't do it with interruptions every 5 klicks!", thought the Cybertronian.

+++ COMM +++
Gah! Fine! I'll be there as soon as I can!
+++ COMM +++

[Highram]

"Yeah well I'd better go and find out what this oh-so-speical mission is all about." He said, starting to make his way to his destination. "See ya"

In truth Torrent was eager to do something. There'd been nothing for him to do for a long time and quite frankly while he wasn't one for a joint crushing load of things to do, having too much free time could make you miss even the most boring of missions.
Torrent stopped and thought for a moment then shook his head. 'Okay prehaps not that mission.' he thought as he continued to walk.

He soon arrived at the bridge and lent against the doorway with his arms folded waiting for the Glitch and Noble Convoy.

[Bomblast]

Reaper made a slight detour on his way back to his quarters. He walked along a corridor that had some portholes. He stopped by one and placed his hands against the bottom of the porthole as he looked out at the alien landscape ahead of him, able to see a nearby waterfall.

"Quite a nice planet to crash on. Get rid of the Destrons and it might be quite a nice place to live. This organic body is starting to grow on me." He said to himself.

[Jazzman Crothers]

Else where in the ship...


*BANG*

'Stinkin' no good piece of junk!'


*KA-PANG*

'Cheap, second-grade gear shaft!'


*CLANG-CLANG*

'I'll get you workin if it's the last thing I do!'


*SHA-SHUUUMMMMMMMMM*

'Ahh yeah. Now your speaking my language!'[/color]


Grunt, the old, battle tested, grumpy vet of the crew, had been working his best on the weapons that were salvageable. With infantry being his primary function, assembling weapons was something he had picked up along the way, but was never perfected.

Today he finally finished fixing up a gun battery that could be mounted for defence. Before picking up the canon, Grunt placed a 'cy-gar' in his mouth and then with his incredible strength, he picked up the weapon and put it across his shoulders to carry out for inspection.

[Hoist]

Noble Convoy arrived at the bridge where Torrent was already waiting, "Torrent, good! No glitch yet? Why am I not surprised", soother the leader. "I need you and glitch to do some recon, but I'll fill you in on more when Glitch arrives. Excuse me...

+++ COMMS +++
DI
Dinoboss, report. How's that communications system doing?
+++ COMMS +++

[Onix Solo]

Dinoboss slid out from behind the pulled out, exposed communications station

"Right here, sir. I've amplified the signal several points in the last few days. Not to sure how much more distance that will give us but it is a start. I'm working in tandem with the computer in the best way to amplify the signals to sufficient levels."

Dinoboss tossed the wrench aside and walked over to Noble

"This energon radiation is unlike anything we've seen else where. I'll probably start getting the onset of energon blindness before I'm done with these fixes, but it needs to be done."

[Hoist]

Glitch finally wondered in to the bridge having double locked his quarters with an added retina scan ID filter and password voice and key verification.

"Glitch, your just in time, Your tests must begin right away Dinoboss, I'm sending Torrent and Glitch out on recon to see how far they can travel before communications cut off. Now listen you two this is an important mission so don't go drawing any attention to yourselves", ordered Convoy and swung his command chair round to reveal a metallic box full of extendable metallic rods. "There are marker rods and will extend to full height when the button on the side is pressed. Your both to keep travelling as far as you can in equal measured distances and stick a pole in the ground. The pole will act as a transmitter, and give us a signal back as to it's location, automatically detected by the ship's computer to measure how far you've travelled.

Be careful with them as we only have so many. Dinoboss will monitor your progress as you go along to help his calculations. Any questions?"

[Highram]

"Just point me in the right direction Bossbot." Torrent said picking up the box of rods.
He then turned to Glitch. "You wanna carry 'em or will I?"

[Hoist]

"If I must!", snarled Glitch back, and snatched the rods off his comrade before putting them away

"Good, Dinoboss, keep your personal comms open at all times for Torrent and Glitch, I need to go and see Grut and how he's getting on. You have your orders." With that Noble Convoy walked back towards the door a disappeared from sight as the door closed behind him.

"Well come on let's go if we really must!!", continued Glitch, "Any last requests or instructions before we leave Dinobreath?!", snarked the Cybertronian.