[VOICE]

[runningerrands]

About damn time I located this frequency. I'm sick of being stuck in this fucking room with a blanket for a bed and canned soup. Holy shit.

Any of you people know who the hell this giant robot is? His name's Starscream. Enormous chin, horrible voice that makes me wish I were fucking deaf? Yeah. Giant fucking asshole central. He didn't even give me

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[Video back just in case]

[wreckerverity]

[Yeah, Verity guesses it's a little weird, ya know, all the robots and stuff. But she likes this guy already. Something about his incredible command of profanity. Stranger? Verity salutes you.]

Hey, there, Tex. You just pretty much described everyone named Starscream, ever. Think the name translates to 'schmucktard' in the Simple English.

So beyond fantasizing about indoor plumbing and such, what's up, shortcake?

[Cause she's all up for a 'rescue mission'. Well, once she re-arms the suit.]

[Video]

[runningerrands]

[Video is fine too. He does still look like he could get away with being a mech, though, what with how his suit looks.]

Oh good, there's more than one of this asshole. Fucking spectacular.

Wouldn't mind knowing where I am, kiddo.

[Video]

[wreckerverity]

[You keep that salty language up, partner, and show a predilection for high-powered firearms, and Verity might just have to propose marriage to you.]

Oh, man, you do not even KNOW. I used to work for one of them. [Urgh.]

Yeah, about that. Kinda hard to tell where you are from this end. Can you be just a bit more precise than 'room with a bucket'?

[Video]

[runningerrands]

Did he pay you in actual cash, or just an awkward part on the head?

Wish I could, but I've been in a total of two rooms so far in this place. I got nothin' for right now.

[Video]

[wreckerverity]

Oh, cash, you better fraggin' bet! And the best damn coffee machine in Axiom. [Reaches to pet it.]

I'd've shot his damn arm off if he tried to touch me. [OH how she'd dreamed....!}

[Frag. So much for a rescue mission...for now.]

So, what's Screechypants got you doing? [Maybe she can narrow it down. Last she paid attention the Chinny Scream ran a strip club or somethin' and...yeah. Hopefully not. For your sake, Tex.]

[Video]

[runningerrands]

Pretty sure he's having me sit in a room until he knows what to do with me.

[Video]

[wreckerverity]

Huh. That's...a bit out of the Ordinary Dao of Starscream. They're not real...people friendly. You must have something he wants.

You know, other than the flashy suit and the sailor talk.

You don't remember anything? Where you were snatched from? [Hey, she's seen spy movies, and good spies can do this kind of thing, like tell you how many left turns they took and stuff.]

[Video][Locked 60%]

[runningerrands]

Not the first time I've heard that.

I know where I was snatched from. I was on a ship inside of a base. Then this portal opens up and I'm somewhere else entirely. Apparently Tweedle Dee and Dum made the portal, apparently, and didn't mean to yank me in.

[Video][Locked]

[wreckerverity]

[Oh that lock hit her paranoia button.]

Portal....?

That's...not the usual way we show up here. But, yeah, sorry. Probably figured that out by now. Welp, think of it this way--you missed out on a buttload of standing in line answering asinine questions.

[huh.]

How'd you get a bolt thingie?

[Video][Locked]

[runningerrands]

[He figured Soundwave and Starscream didn't exactly want it public knowledge. He's not going to try to piss off two giant robots that much.]

A bolt what?

[Video][Locked]

[wreckerverity]

[Oh, Verity will get her contacts in the League of Spunky Girl Mechanics all over that portal thing. She's heard it before...somewhere.]

Bolt thingie. You know. That's what the mechs call the whole communication/identification dealie-o. What you're using right now there, Tex....

[Which is probably not your real name, now that she thinks of it.]

Right. Anyway, I'm Verity. I'm with the Wreckers. [Just...ya know, that most of them are dead.]

[Video][Locked]

[runningerrands]

Oh. ...This isn't mine, I snagged it before I got tucked into my room.

Isaac Clarke, engineer.

[Video][Locked]

[wreckerverity]

[That, by jinkies, is a clue, there, Scooby Doo.]

Engineer, huh.

[Okay, or, more precisely, News She Can Use.]

Any chance you can engineer your little stolen bolt to ping your location? Be a slag of a lot easier to rescue you if, ya know, mechs could find you.

Guess you're a bit new at the Damsel in Distress routine. [Unfortunately, she's not.]

[Video][Locked]

[runningerrands]

I'd love to if there wasn't some kind of radio feed blockading that. But I'll see what I can do.

Yeah, I usually have to save my own ass.