[Open] Tumbling down...

[scientificlife]

IDW Perceptor

Things had been...tense around the 'Nerdlab'. After the events with Drift and his not so friendly former self, everyone had taken to just doing their own thing it seemed

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[ante_luce]

*The area around the lab is quiet as Jazz approaches, and the white ninja wonders if he's picked an inopportune time to drop by. The little vial in his subspace seems to increase in weight, completely disregarding all logic and the laws of physics regarding subspace pockets. He sighs. Bad timing or not, he really needs a Perceptor looking at the drug Swindle's handing out like energon goodies.*

*Making his way to the door, footsteps nearly soundless, the visored mech knocks on the door and waits.*

[scientificlife]

IDW Perceptor

Honestly he wouldn't have even realized anyone was outside waiting had he not already been scanning the area extensively. He hesitated, tempted to just ignore it in favor of finding his missing counterpart but the sniper reluctantly made for the main entrance. His scans didn't cease as he tapped the panel to allow the door to slide open, optics flickering slightly.

He looked familiar in a not so familiar way.

"Hello," he greeted with a slight nod. "Is there something I can assist you with...Jazz, I presume." It was a guess but a fairly good one he suspected.

[ante_luce]

*Having alternate versions of everyone running about could be terribly useful for certain occasions. Being able to ID a bot you've never personally met before in your life for example.*

You presume correctly, though I'd expect nothing less from a Perceptor. *Jazz smiles, reaching into subspace to withdraw the vial, holding it up for the other mech to look at. A quiet sigh and the ninja's visor dims slightly.*

I'm sorry if this is a bad time, but could you or one of your counterparts take a look at this? S'kinda bad news for bots, and I was hoping it'd be possible to formulate a counteragent or something.

[scientificlife]

IDW Perceptor

The smile is returned slightly, Perceptor going to say something else only to stop himself as the vial is pulled from subspace. His optics flicker yet again, narrowing slightly as he reaches out to take it, assuming Jazz allows him to.

"What is it exactly?" he asked though something deep down told him he already knew what it was and he wasn't thrilled at all. "And where exactly did you get it from?"