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[Three days have come and gone. Another hail to Wheeljack goes unanswered and he hasn't heard of anyone else managing to contact him yet. It's highly unlikely to be Shockwave now; he'd never kept anyone longer than this and Jazz doubted that he'd suddenly start doing it

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Hey, Jazz. Got anything yet?

[He wasn't going to hold out for it, but anything would be better than the nothing he had to the moment.]

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I couldn't get through Security myself but I talked to Cheetor. He was kind enough to help us out. He suggests, first, to file a missing person report with the security offices.

[Frown]

The last time Wheeljack showed up on surveillance was in Zone Four. [Pause.] Cheetor said it looked like he was trying to avoid the cameras. You know anything about that?

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[rednotyellow]

Doesn't surprise me, but that's somethin' then... [Cliffjumper trails off and frowns.] I... didn't think of that, actually. [Well, how long was it since he'd lived in a so-called normal, supposedly functioning society? If ever? Yeah.]

Zone Four? Well, then we've got somewhere to start. [Frown.] Avoidin'..? No, I ain't heard anythin' that could warrant attempting to avoid th' cameras. [Cliffjumper scowls and wondered if there was technically something wrong with wanting to avoid any cameras... The idea of someone, somewhere (wasn't Soundwave enough) always able to see...]

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Didn't figure they'd care about a bunch of Off-worlders anyway.

Cheetor said it looked like he was salvaging parts but I don't know why he'd be hiding that. [Frown] Yeah, I'll head there and look around. We might find something there.

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I don't even have an idea of where to go... Or how effective filin' such a complaint will be. [Cliffjumper scowls and crosses his arms. Considering the lines in Central Processing, and the lines anywhere else... Even after you'd gotten that filed, how efective would it be?]

Huhn... An' if he was after parts and not gonna buy 'em, that means alleys and dumpsters. No use checking any bigger streets then.

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Cheetor said you could file one at any of the Security Stations and his officers would take care of it. Have to agree with you, I don't know how useful it will be but he said there was less of a chance we'd get arrested if we had to go in somewhere after 'Jack.

He also heavily warned against doing anything illegal. [Little too late for Jazz in that department and he doesn't know how well Cliffjumper will listen to him.] I'm more worried about Wheeljack than a few nights in jail.

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Perfect place for someone to grab him.

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[rednotyellow]

Leavin' this to someone else [someone unknown] just... it ain't right, you know?

... I've stayed within th' curfew bounds for now. I suppose I ought to continue to do that but it ain't Shockwave, now, every slaggin' klick counts! [Cliffjumper growls in frustration and slams his fist into the berth he's sitting on.]

Exactly.

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Yeah, I know. Friends stick together, we don't have much more at this point.

Good, it won't help Wheeljack if we get in trouble before we find him. No, it's not Shockwave, not at this point. Someone is taking advantage of the Nexus and now we've lost three days of searching.

[And who really knows what's happened in those three days.]

File the report first, you probably know him better than I do. Then we'll start looking.

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If this was a city we were actually familiar with it'd probably be easier... But of course the TransTech have to be annoyin' an' have a very special city. [Cliffjumper snorts, and isn't even sure himself if that was a joke, or just frustration.]

[And yeah, Cliffjumper's trying to push away that 'three days lost, so much could have happened' thought.]

Right, I'll do that then... Part th' Zone up in two? Go faster to find anythin' there is to find if we do it concurrently.

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If it's not one thing it's another.

[Jazz nods in agreement.]

Sounds like a plan. I'm going now; I'll let you know if I have any luck.

[He hopes to Primus he does. What will they do if they don't find anything?]