Rules of the Ark 3/4
Only one short one left after this...
Title: Rules of the Ark
Chapter: 3/4 : Unless it's Ravage, Buzzsaw, or Laserbeak, if you find a lone Decepticon wandering the halls looking smug/dazed, pretend you didn't
Warning: Mental scarring of Arcee (AKA, slash)
Rating: T
Setting: G1
Pairings/Characters: Arcee, Red Alert, Starscream, Skywarp, Blurr, Slingshort, Air Raid
Summary: The crew of the Ark has spent a lot of time getting used to dealing with each other's quirks - so much so that they barely notice them anymore. Which is somewhat unfortunate for the new bots.
---
Arcee sighed as she headed towards the security office to begin her shift. She wasn't technically trained to be a security officer, but with all the work everyone was putting into building Metroplex, many of the Autobots were having to do unusual jobs. So here she was, heading towards the security office at two in the morning, earth time, to relieve Red Alert.
The fact that she was still waking up her systems was the only reason she could think of for why it didn't register for several seconds when a smug-looking Starscream sauntered past her in the hall, giving her a pleasant 'good evening'. When it finally did register, she whirled around with a yelp, and stared as the Decepticon blithely continued down the hallway. Then her CPU caught up with what was happening, and she whirled, prepared to sprint the remaining distance to the security office to sound the alarm.
"Ah, Arcee. Right on time." Red Alert said pleasantly, standing in the doorway of said office.
"Red Alert, Starscream -" Arcee began, but stopped as Red Alert strolled up to her and handed her a datapad without pause.
"I wrote up some basic instructions for you. I suggest you also read the procedural manual again when you have the time. I know you only skimmed it the first time, and it wouldn't do to have Decepticons invade the base just because you missed a paragraph." the security director said with an indulgent smile.
"But Starscream -"
"Anyways, have a good shift, Inferno will be by to relieve you at 10 o'clock." Red Alert said with a broad smile, cutting Arcee off again, then headed off down the hall. The femme turned and watched him go with wide optics. Starscream was still visible, heading for the end of the hallway - there was no way Red Alert could have missed him. But he did nothing more than follow the Decepticon Air Commander, and as he turned the corner, Arcee caught a glimpse of a wicked smirk on Red Alert's face.
She stood in the hallway for several more moments before nervously glancing down at the data pad, half expecting it to be a letter of resignation or something, but found it was nothing more than what Red Alert had stated - basic instructions for how to run the shift. Disturbed, Arcee stepped carefully into the security office, and pulled up the cameras for the hallway Red Alert and Starscream were now in.
Cautiously curious, not sure if she wanted to know, Arcee followed the two through the base via the cameras, twitching every time Starscream passed a long-time Ark resident only to be ignored. Ratchet, Brawn, Mirage, Huffer - not a single one of the Autobots said a word, or even acknowledged Starscream. Mirage waved to Red Alert, Huffer gave the security director a smirk, and Ratchet glared at him - but Starscream was ignored. Then, Starscream abruptly stopped in front of a door and turned around, smirking. Red Alert caught up quickly, punching in a code for the door, and walked inside, the Decepticon following.
Arcee caught a glimpse of personal quarters before the door shut, and stared at the screen in a mixture of horror, fascination, and shock for several more minutes before her CPU determined it had become locked in an indefinite loop and rebooted.
When Inferno came to relieve her later and asked if Red Alert had given her a hard time, Arcee just mumbled something indistinct and got out of there as fast as she could.
---
Blurr was speeding along the hallway past the Aerialbots' common room when something registered as being out of the ordinary, and he turned and sped back, only to stop in confusion as he realized what it had been. One of the Decepticon Seekers - Skywarp, he thought his name was - was just leaving the Aerialbots’ common room, looking dazed and happy. Laughter could be heard from inside the common room itself, and as Blurr watched, Air Raid and Slingshot stuck their heads out of the room to watch Skywarp's progression down the hall.
"He looks a little dazed, Raid. Maybe we should escort him to the entrance, so he doesn't get lost." Slingshot snickered.
"Good idea, Slingshot." Silverbolt's voice came from inside the common room, and the two jets looked back inside with frowns. Something silent must have passed between them and their leader, because a few moments later, they stepped fully out into the hallway with grumbles and headed off after Skywarp.
"'Night, Blurr!" Air Raid said cheerfully as they passed him. Slingshot just scowled. Skywarp grinned goofily.
Blurr rebooted his optics once, twice...and then shook his head and took off running. He may have been the fastest bot on the planet, but there were some things that just didn't make sense unless you'd been around for the slow build up leading to them.
- TBC -
Title: Rules of the Ark
Chapter: 3/4 : Unless it's Ravage, Buzzsaw, or Laserbeak, if you find a lone Decepticon wandering the halls looking smug/dazed, pretend you didn't
Warning: Mental scarring of Arcee (AKA, slash)
Rating: T
Setting: G1
Pairings/Characters: Arcee, Red Alert, Starscream, Skywarp, Blurr, Slingshort, Air Raid
Summary: The crew of the Ark has spent a lot of time getting used to dealing with each other's quirks - so much so that they barely notice them anymore. Which is somewhat unfortunate for the new bots.
---
Arcee sighed as she headed towards the security office to begin her shift. She wasn't technically trained to be a security officer, but with all the work everyone was putting into building Metroplex, many of the Autobots were having to do unusual jobs. So here she was, heading towards the security office at two in the morning, earth time, to relieve Red Alert.
The fact that she was still waking up her systems was the only reason she could think of for why it didn't register for several seconds when a smug-looking Starscream sauntered past her in the hall, giving her a pleasant 'good evening'. When it finally did register, she whirled around with a yelp, and stared as the Decepticon blithely continued down the hallway. Then her CPU caught up with what was happening, and she whirled, prepared to sprint the remaining distance to the security office to sound the alarm.
"Ah, Arcee. Right on time." Red Alert said pleasantly, standing in the doorway of said office.
"Red Alert, Starscream -" Arcee began, but stopped as Red Alert strolled up to her and handed her a datapad without pause.
"I wrote up some basic instructions for you. I suggest you also read the procedural manual again when you have the time. I know you only skimmed it the first time, and it wouldn't do to have Decepticons invade the base just because you missed a paragraph." the security director said with an indulgent smile.
"But Starscream -"
"Anyways, have a good shift, Inferno will be by to relieve you at 10 o'clock." Red Alert said with a broad smile, cutting Arcee off again, then headed off down the hall. The femme turned and watched him go with wide optics. Starscream was still visible, heading for the end of the hallway - there was no way Red Alert could have missed him. But he did nothing more than follow the Decepticon Air Commander, and as he turned the corner, Arcee caught a glimpse of a wicked smirk on Red Alert's face.
She stood in the hallway for several more moments before nervously glancing down at the data pad, half expecting it to be a letter of resignation or something, but found it was nothing more than what Red Alert had stated - basic instructions for how to run the shift. Disturbed, Arcee stepped carefully into the security office, and pulled up the cameras for the hallway Red Alert and Starscream were now in.
Cautiously curious, not sure if she wanted to know, Arcee followed the two through the base via the cameras, twitching every time Starscream passed a long-time Ark resident only to be ignored. Ratchet, Brawn, Mirage, Huffer - not a single one of the Autobots said a word, or even acknowledged Starscream. Mirage waved to Red Alert, Huffer gave the security director a smirk, and Ratchet glared at him - but Starscream was ignored. Then, Starscream abruptly stopped in front of a door and turned around, smirking. Red Alert caught up quickly, punching in a code for the door, and walked inside, the Decepticon following.
Arcee caught a glimpse of personal quarters before the door shut, and stared at the screen in a mixture of horror, fascination, and shock for several more minutes before her CPU determined it had become locked in an indefinite loop and rebooted.
When Inferno came to relieve her later and asked if Red Alert had given her a hard time, Arcee just mumbled something indistinct and got out of there as fast as she could.
---
Blurr was speeding along the hallway past the Aerialbots' common room when something registered as being out of the ordinary, and he turned and sped back, only to stop in confusion as he realized what it had been. One of the Decepticon Seekers - Skywarp, he thought his name was - was just leaving the Aerialbots’ common room, looking dazed and happy. Laughter could be heard from inside the common room itself, and as Blurr watched, Air Raid and Slingshot stuck their heads out of the room to watch Skywarp's progression down the hall.
"He looks a little dazed, Raid. Maybe we should escort him to the entrance, so he doesn't get lost." Slingshot snickered.
"Good idea, Slingshot." Silverbolt's voice came from inside the common room, and the two jets looked back inside with frowns. Something silent must have passed between them and their leader, because a few moments later, they stepped fully out into the hallway with grumbles and headed off after Skywarp.
"'Night, Blurr!" Air Raid said cheerfully as they passed him. Slingshot just scowled. Skywarp grinned goofily.
Blurr rebooted his optics once, twice...and then shook his head and took off running. He may have been the fastest bot on the planet, but there were some things that just didn't make sense unless you'd been around for the slow build up leading to them.
- TBC -