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Jan 13, 2010 22:10

WHO: Mikaela & Open.
WHAT: Chillin' with the Cons :/
WHERE: The Deceptibase
WHEN: Sometime...recent.
NOTES: This is only open to the 'Cons in the base <3 Also, please don't kill her ;.;

( the clock ticks life away )

!open, transformers: 2007 movie | mikaela banes, transformers: 2007 movie | soundwave, transformers: idw | megatron

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inursatellites January 14 2010, 03:46:53 UTC

Bonecrusher had been little trouble. One flick of his cabling, and the brawler had scuttled out of the way. Leaving Soundwave free to... visit... the prisoner.

And he was curious to see if his usual interrogation techniques would work on the human female. If not... Well. Then this would be rather entertaining.

The huge Decepticon stepped into the room, his fins flicking at the air behind him, before resettling against his back. His optical array glowed, betraying his eagerness for this encounter. The sooner he figured out the best way to pick at her secrets, the sooner he could report it to Lord Megatron. And then they could recall their hound... weakening Magnum... cementing Lord Megatron as the true Decepticon overlord.

"SUBJECT: MIKAELA BANES," he said, standing before her, completely and utterly still. "QUERY: SUBJECT IS... COMFORTABLE?"

greasemunkygal January 14 2010, 04:01:48 UTC

She hadn't exactly been expecting any company, least of all this one. When she heard him come into the room, she looks up and balks, edging back and away to press herself against the cold wall.

"...Comfortable?" Comfortable Was he kidding? She almost laughed but found...she couldn't.

"No. Not really." Begging to be freed wasn't going to work, especially not with this one, so she doesn't bother.

inursatellites January 14 2010, 04:17:48 UTC

He stared down at her, silently--a great Decepticon sentinel. Only his optical array twitched, studying her slight movements. It was a long time before he said anything, and longer still before he moved.

"ACCEPTABLE."

Stepping forward, he moved to lift her between two massive claws.

greasemunkygal January 14 2010, 04:23:55 UTC

She folds her arms and stares right back at him, face defiant.

"It so isn't." She snaps, looking irritated.

At least, until he tries to pick her up. With a hiss, she moves out of the way, most definitely not wanting to be picked up in those massive, terrifying claws. This definitely wasn't turning out to be her day, that much was certain.

inursatellites January 15 2010, 00:44:21 UTC

He was tiring of this game. No more playing. No more pretending to be nice to this miserable creature. It would serve its purpose, and then be disposed of.

Soundwave lunged forward, closing his claws around it. Not hard enough to break the human, but enough to where it could not escape.

greasemunkygal January 15 2010, 18:42:13 UTC

Mikaela isn't amused by this 'game' either; there's nothing she wants more than to get out of this hellhole and back to her shop and her friends. She doesn't have time or room to maneuver away again, and when she feels her feet lift off the ground as giant claws close around her she emits a little squeal and tries vainly to push herself out of his grip.

Like that's going to work.

It doesn't stop her from trying, though, and the entire time he's got a hold of her she's struggling. This one is terrifying, about as frightening as Megatron and most definitely more so than any other Decepticon she had met so far. It takes everything she's got to keep herself together.

inursatellites January 17 2010, 12:03:29 UTC

He held it up to his optical array, scanning its tiny form as he had countless Decepticon corpses before.

NO DATA RESULT.

How disappointing. That made his job a little more difficult. With a soundless command, the cables unwound from his back, extending toward the creature. If he couldn't download its data this way... perhaps a little terror would work.

"DATA EXTRACTION: TO COMMENCE," he intoned, staring straight at the creature. One chance for it to give up its data verbally.

greasemunkygal January 17 2010, 18:14:15 UTC

Squirming against him, she was beginning to panic. The grip wasn't gentle, it hurt, and she had a really, really bad feeling about this that got much worse as soon as she saw those...cable things.

"Ex-extraction?! What is...I-I don't..." She's stammering because the only thing she can think of is what happened to Sam before Optimus and Bumblebee had shown up and she can't let that happen to her. Sam had had some crab bot up his nose then was told they needed to harvest his brain since this was 'delicate work'. While Mikaela isn't any kind of anatomy expert, she's pretty sure that metal cables in her brain? Will probably kill her.

"What...what data do you want?!" She hates Magnum. So, so much right now.

inursatellites January 18 2010, 11:23:44 UTC

The cables wove forward, twitching their tips until the tiny silver tendrils extended from them. "SUBJECT: POSSESSES KNOWLEDGE OF: ALL SPARK," he stated simply. "ALL SPARK: IS LOST. INFORMATION: REQUIRED. RECONSTRUCTION OF CYBERTRON: HIGHLY PROBABLE."

It would be swift. This creature's tiny organic mind couldn't possibly withstand his interrogation. And if it refused, he would use these cables.

"SPEAK."

greasemunkygal January 18 2010, 18:15:00 UTC

She withdraws as far as possible. There isn't much that freaks Mikaela out, but this is definitely now in her top three.

"I-I...I don't know all that much, I mean...I'm not the Allspark so I don't know...much about it." She starts shaking.

"I just know it made me like...able to speak a bunch of languages. Maybe. I mean, I'm still not sure of that's what happened or not." Oh God Oh God.

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