[From the thread in Jetstorm's journal as that had gotten too long...]
*Cyclonus waits in the shadows of the bridge door about the Cocytus, hanging back out of sight to let Jetstorm go ahead of him. The spacejet is missing an optic and his crest and bodywork are marked, cracked and dented; his chestplate is only just closed and a loose cable is
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Dead Air just about falls off the chair in his scramble to get off and avoid looking like he'd been sitting in the captain's chair in the first place.*
[Dead Air] 'ey! I thought you were playing with bunny-ears!
*Jetstorm Looks at him, and the Stunticron seems to wilt a little. That just gets his back up, though, and puts an ugly expression on his face.*
[Slingshot] Get the frag out of here, Dead Air. Some of us have got real work to do.
[Dead Air] *balling one hand into a fist* I don't take orders from severed heads. Jetstorm?
*Jetstorm is a long time answering.*
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*not that he cares himself, but he suspects that firing on the Stunticron might just shove Jetstorm's mental balance back the wrong way...*
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[Dead Air] Right, right. *He strokes the Cocytus's control panels lovingly, and the ship hums in response.* Poor girl needs to be her prettiest.
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*notes the ship's response, and is reminded of the Dis* /Silverbolt, is this ship sentient? And does it - she - have any loyalty to Void?/
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