Jul 05, 2005 22:45
* Swindle ever so quietly uses the Motormaster and Starscream confrontation to slip into the background, toward the elevator leading to the surface of the ocean.
. o O (Where are we going?)
. o O (Blah blah blah, are we there yet? Listen to yourself, whining like a human child. Well, little one, we are making a little field trip. Since it seems the Autobot base has all the security of a child's piggy bank, we're going to pay them a little visit. You see, the mad scientist collective there have created a number of new Alternator bodies. I rather like what I've seen in yours, so I want one of my own. My intelligence suggests there's a Mercedes Benz template that would do quite nicely.)
. o O (Wait a minute. You're suggesting we're just going to waltz into the Ark, steal you a new body, and get out without bein' slagged?)
. o O (Of course not. YOU'RE going to be doing the sneaking. I'm going to take care of the tactical end of things. I've got a pretty good understanding of the Ark.)
*sighs, and starts punching in the access codes to raise the bridge.