CARD GAMES ON MOTOR BIKES

[knowscircuit_su]

[There is now a very sleek and stylish motorcycle parked in the Smash Academy parking lot. What could it possibly be doing there? It doesn't appear to belong to anyone at the school. So who does it belong to? There doesn't seem to be an owner anywhere in sight.

If you look closely, you can see yourself reflected in the polished, gold and black paint

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[icequeen_aran]

[Someone does a double take walking through the parking lot. Her eyes dart around the lot to see if the owner may be nearby before approaching the bike that seems to still have the engines running. Prowling around it. Inspecting it. Police bike, huh? Prowling closer and letting her finger barely skim across the spine of the seat in admiration. Oh yes it's a nice bike.]

[knowscircuit_su]

[As soon as Samus' finger barely touches the motorcycle, the headlights flash and the engine roars. Almost as if issuing a warning. But as soon as it happens, the lights dim and the engine quiets again.]

[icequeen_aran]

[She pulls her hand back, afraid she might of somehow set off an overly sensitive alarm, but then the lights dim and the engine quiets just like that. Still no owner in sight.]

Hmmm.

She brings her hand back to the bike again to see if it will be met with the same results.]

[knowscircuit_su]

[It was a test. That much was clear. But unfortunately for Samus, Prowl wasn't one for repeating tricks. Instead of lights, there was suddenly a voice. Hopefully it sounded robotic enough that Samus wouldn't think anything of it.]

Please step away from the vehicle.

[icequeen_aran]

[Samus withdraws her hand again but frowns skeptically at the bike. The fact that it did not have the same reaction as before is strange. Either this is a very advanced security system or this bike has a mind of it's own.]

[She probably would have left it alone at this point but since she had never seen this bike before, she wonders who the owner is.]

[She decides to try something else.]

clatto verata nic-- Hello, Computer. ...Identification.

[knowscircuit_su]

[She wasn't leaving. And considering her request demand?, this woman knew something about technology.]

Request acknowledged. Identification codename: Prowl.

[A pause.]

Identification.

[icequeen_aran]

[A codename. Interesting. She hesitates, only to consider if this is machine belongs to someone who might recognize her and want to kill her or something. Oh well, let them try.]

Samus Aran.

[knowscircuit_su]

[Fortunately for Samus, only the Cybertron Elite Guard knew about the Galactic Federation. And Prowl was not a part of the Elite Guard.]

A pleasure to meet you, Samus Aran. Could you perhaps inform me about our current location?

[icequeen_aran]

Smash Academy. Year 20TIMEPARADOX.

Do you have an owner, Prowl?

[knowscircuit_su]

An owner?

[Prowl bristled at the idea. She thought he was like those Sumdac robots, simply AI programmed to obeyed a human's every command. How insulting.

In a flash, he transformed into his robot form. He folded his arms and stared down at her.]

No, I do not have an owner.

[icequeen_aran]

[Interesting. If she was impressed with the former disguise she does not express it.]

What are you doing here?

[knowscircuit_su]

Reconnaissance.

[Prowl paused. Considering her lack of response to his transformation, she seemed fairly knowledgeable. Perhaps he could gain information from her.]

I heard news that there were... giant robots in or near the city. Upon further investigation, I was led to this school.

[icequeen_aran]

[She too hesitates, and then shifts her weight to the other foot.] Yes. Supposedly two men named Dr. Wily and Dr.Light are working together on a "large scale peace loving robot". They're part of another school not far from here, Capcom High.

Light is a fool to trust Wily, since all of his previous robots have been designed for anything but peace.

[knowscircuit_su]

[Humans building giant robots. Now didn't that sound oddly familiar?]

You said that Wily has created previous robots for ill intent. Do you know if they were all of his own design? Or perhaps if he got... outside help?

[icequeen_aran]

[Just a little]

To my knowledge, he does most of his own work. Or did.

[knowscircuit_su]

I see.

[Prowl looks off to the side, muttering to himself.] So the Decepticons aren't behind this. Still...

[Finally, Prowl looks back at Samus.]

If you don't mind my asking, why is it that you were not surprised when I transformed?