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Mar 12, 2007 19:24

Red Alert had briefly considered tagging along with Kitten Prime and Company, if only to make sure Rodimus stayed safe and out of trouble, but thought better of it after contemplation. Right now, at a glance, who would even know that the small orange Terran cat is the Autobot Prime, unless someone draws undue attention to him ( Read more... )

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Re: Spys 'r' Us dirty_halfdozen March 25 2007, 21:34:37 UTC
//Talk it over with my teammates? I want you to note that you were the one who told me to bring Swindle into these negotiations.// Onslaught chuckles, stopping when he hears Duskwing's "You can see?"

He continues, filing the information away as simply confirming his suspicion that the conversation itself was not entirely secured. Of course the Autobots would be listening in, it's what he'd be doing under the circumstances.

//Anyone recognize that voice?// Onslaught asks over a secured channel of his own.

The responses vary, from Blast Off's //No//, Vortex and Swindle's chorused //Nope// and Brawl's snort //Sounds like just another flyboy t'me.//

//Interesting,// Onslaught says. //Now, the Autobot's offer. I fully intend to accept it.//

//Are you crazy, Ons?// Swindle asks. //She says she'll help us unofficially, but you know how well that worked out last time.//

//This time, it will be different,// Onslaught says, reassuringly.. //The Autobots have come to us; they clearly don't care what we do, so long as their task is completed.//

//And what happens when we're done with the Autobots' 'task'?// Blast Off asks.

//That depends,// Onslaught says. //For now, it is enough that we get our ship and our promised haven.//

Opening a channel to Frostbite. //On behalf of my team, I accept your offer. Though, I warn you, should you go back on your promise of sanctuary, recordings of these negotiations -- as well as our own confessions -- will be handed over to the various news agencies of the galaxy. Swindle can look extremely contrite when he wants to. We await word of where we shall pick up our payment.//

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Re: Spys 'r' Us due_caution March 26 2007, 04:03:31 UTC
He'd begun to feel that faint edginess again, just a vague restlessness and discomfort that Red had immediately attributed to dealing directly with the Combaticons, when Frostbite had turned away and almost seemed to call Duskwing into existance. That makes Red pause, a flicker of faint despair rushing through his CPU.

How is he to maintain any kind of security if Duskwing, and presumably any other ghosts of any persuasion running about, can pop in and evesdrop with impunity?

Duskwing's confused question grabs Red's interest, however. He, too, would like to understand how Frostbite knew Duskwing was present. Perhaps it is a skill that Red Alert can develop as well. He looks at her curiously until Onslaught's transmission reaches them.

Damnit. Red Alert had been expecting as much from the double-dealing Combaticons. He hadn't wanted to deal directly with them for exactly that reason, as the potential for blackmail was just too huge a temptation to dangle before the Decepticons and not have them make a grab for it. As much as he would like to nix the whole deal right now, the damage has been done. May as well get the benefit from it. He's dreading, however, what they are opening themselves up for with even the nebulous and sketchy offer of a "haven".

Red bites back his unflattering observation about the Combaticon leader and his troops, and waits for Frsotbite's answers - to both Onslaught and Duskwing. As much as Red would like to ask Duskwing why he'd been there, his questions will have to wait; he's already got a pretty good idea that flooding the ghost with too many questions, or too complex questions, will be an exercise in futility.

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Re: Spys 'r' Us dirty_halfdozen March 26 2007, 10:12:25 UTC
Onslaught chuckles. //Yes, yes, if we cross you, you'll inform Galvatron of our mercenary ways -- I suppose it's too much to ask you to trust me when I say that we have no intention of violating our agreement unless we have no other choice. When it is prudent, we can and will remain bought. We follow the First Rule.//

//Don't get caught,// murmurs Swindle over their private channel, as his brothers chorus their agreement.

//As for you having our payment ready quickly, I have no objections. We will begin preparations to depart our present location. Do you have any leads for us? If not, we'll work with what we can to find Drath's holdings, but any information you might have for us to start with would be a help and I would see it as a gesture of good faith.//

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Reply to Frostbite stupidityinblue March 26 2007, 15:49:21 UTC
Duskwing looks at Frostbite blankly for a bit.

"Whaddaya spyin' on Daniel for?" he finally growls.

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Re: Reply to Frostbite stupidityinblue March 27 2007, 03:09:32 UTC
Duskwing's optics narrow and glow a deeper red. It suddenly seems dimmer in the office, almost foggy. There's a elusive smell of acid-etched metal in the air, so faint as to be dismissed as imagination.

"Not good," he growls, "not good at all. Bad. Drath might do it again. The Air Commander's got to know about this!"

Duskwing vanishes in a swirl of dark fog and a flash of light.

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Re: Reply to Frostbite due_caution March 27 2007, 03:43:16 UTC
Red Alert is already typing away furiously at his console. Screw the whole arrangement. Drath is still alive out there, and tried to use Spike against them before, anyway. Red dispatches orders to place the entire Witwicky family under tight guard to prevent Drath from getting anyone near them again until the devious human is in custody again. Meanwhile, they need to speak to Spike and get a better statement he's ordering that the Ambassador be escorted in to the Security office. Even if the Ambassador's tests reveal that he is, indeed, the real Spike, they need a better statement about everything Spike can thell them anyway.

And if he is not... Red doesn't plan on letting him slip through their fingers.

"It already is ugly," Red Alert replies in a tight growl, sending out the final order. "I'm picking up Spike now, regardless of the tests. We'll need him in custody either way."

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Re: Reply to Frostbite due_caution March 27 2007, 04:41:18 UTC
Red Alert is dealing with issues of his own at the moment, unfortunately. Namely the fact that his security team has nopt radioed him back to let him know that Spike is in custody.

// Someone mind telling me what's going on over there? // he radios his security team tersely.

// We're... He's not here. We're looking. //

Before Red Alert can respond to that statement, Frosty slides the pad across the table towards him, letting him read the results.

"Perfect. That would likely explain why he's no longer in residence, either," Red growls, eyeing Frostbite with weary, tightly controlled anger.

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Re: Reply to Frostbite dirty_halfdozen March 27 2007, 11:31:25 UTC
//I’m glad you agree.//

Onslaught recieves Frostbite's transmission. //I'm sure you are,// he says. //We will go over this information, compare it to what Swindle and Vortex remember of the slave markets and -- well, I'll spare you the details. Plausible deniability, and all that. In the meantime, we will also begin our plans to exfiltrate our current location. Onslaught out.//

Onslaught ends the transmission, but leaves the communication lines open, should Frostfire need to speak with him again. //We will be leaving as soon as the Autobots arrange our payment,// Onslaught says. //In the meantime, make no indication that we plan to leave. Should things go well, we will simply leave our current allies and go about our business.//

//An' what if they decide they don't want us to leave so soon?// Vortex asks, a hopeful note in his voice.

//Then we'll do the government of Columbia a favor and eliminate the encampment,// Onslaught says without a moment's hesitation.

//Do we have to kill 'em *all*, Ons?// Swindle asks. //'Cause, I kinda had an idea. It's a variation on a plan we were gonna use before Moto flipped out and killed Drath...well, the goosack formerly known as Drath, anyway.//

//Explain,// Onslaught says.

//Well, the idea was that we'd take a couple human slaves in with us, to serve as cover for when we were in the market,// Swindle says. //An', well, we got a couple hundred humans on the hoof here. We could easily pick out a couple dozen of them to take along and serve as cover for us.//

//And sell them once we arrive,// Onslaught says.

//Well, no sense bringin' 'em back an' having them blab about what we did,// Swindle says. //Besides, wire a few of 'em with explosives and we can kill two drones with one shot.//

//No.// Onslaught says. //Too risky, and it adds needless expenditures of time, effort and energy. We will find another way.//

//Yeah, but it'd be the perfect plan!//

//Swindle, I said no. I'll happily murder these people in wholesale lots, but trafficking with slavers is beyond the pale, even for us. Mention it again and it'll be you up on the block -- for cover, of course.//

Swindle's radio clicks on, then off, then on again. //Right, right, won't say another word, Boss, you got it...//

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