Reap the Whirlwind [open, WTP, prompt response]
[ooc: Massively backdated to a time it was still winter, cold and snowy, because Slipstream wasn't ICly away for very long, just her mun.]
TFA Slipstream
( A little while go, at the turbine farm... )
TFA Slipstream
( A little while go, at the turbine farm... )
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Engaged in his usual puttering about the Death's Head (usual in the Nexus being editing wildlife footage and fussing with Critter!Cams) Lockdown is pulled abruptly from his mundane tasks as his spark flares with an unexpected rush of cybadrenaline. He jolts his attention to the main screen, where he vigilantly keeps a video feed of the turbine farm in view.
A wave of worry crashes over him as he just catches the toppling of a tower. He knows Slipstream does regular walk and fly-throughs of the farm. He wastes no time activating his comm.]
//The frag's happenin' out there!? You hurt?\\
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//That was fast\\ She grouches over the comm.
Figures one bonded to her very shard might sense - well, not fear, obviously. She's not the coward. An understandably strong state of alertness when in proximity to an explosion.
//I get caught in a transwarp implosion once and bots get the idea I can't manage to dodge some small debris.\\ No, not mentioning the fact the hunter ever caught her. She totally let him. It's more like she caught him.
//You slaggin spying on me like one of your critters?!?\\
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//Don't you fraggin' sass me when I'm worryin' about ya! Ain't no harm in "spyin'" on you given your past record.\\
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It's irritating the worry and concern. Just because she has come to admit she loves somebot, that doesn't mean she really likes being the object of worry. Like some...
//I'm not some fraggin damsel in some slaggin distress!\\
Slipstream steadies herself and surveys the turbine farm for collateral damage.
//Maybe I appreciate your gentlemech ways in other circumstances, but that's no reason to keep me under surveillance!\\
Not that she can really complain that the mech might like to watch; she is as beautiful as she is lethal.
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"Does everyone have me under surveillance?" She asks, before she can process that Ramjet is actually present and she has heard his voice.
Slipstream finds Ramjet injured in debris-strewn snow. She hadn't meant for Ramjet to hurt in effort to generate more energy! But...she can't accept the blame herself!
"How am I supposed to notice a white jet in a snowstorm?"
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The diagnostic comes back, informing him that the only serious problem is the damaged leg, some wires have either been disconnected or severed. Ramjet sighs as he opens the cockpit, brushing the glass shards out.
"Couldn't have fraggin' told you that."
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(No matter she's since come to appreciate certain use of pain - broken cockpit glass just seems wrong to her!)
Slipstream focuses on Ramjet's damaged leg. She falls into a squat, to have a closer look. "The shard should enable this to self repair quickly, even faster if some light repair is administered." Slipstream speaks in objective tone, then remembers she's angry - if not at herself, at somebot - "You're worthless at evasive manuevers! Were you trying to fly into debris? It's not like I have three other clones to replace you!" Slipstream rants!
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[Bayverse Ironhide]
Finished with his daily chore of breaking up the ice in the river, and clearing it off from the Shack's own hydro-generator, Ironhide is still restless and not ready to head back inside. It's a rare thing these days for him to have extra energy, even rarer for him to be out and about in Nexusville.
He was only ever heavy labor, not a scientist or a builder, but it's been some time since he's checked in and he heads for the wind turbine project. If their own generator is icing up, it's entirely possible that Slipstream is also encountering the same problem.
He's just in time to hear a very loud crash, and arrives at the edge of the field to see one of the towers has collapsed completely and Slipstream hovering overhead- laughing. He transforms and stands, raising an optic ridge at the Seeker. He's obviously missed the joke somewhere.
"Need some help?"
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"Yeah" She starts slowly. She's not had time to survey all the damage, but she knows there's work to be done, and it's always good to have other bots to do work. "Number 24 looks like electrical fire. Suppresion materials are in the shed. Need to check for other damage. Clean-up and restoration are lower priorities."
Report finished, Slipstream smirks slightly. "Which do you think you can handle?"
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He listens to the Seeker's report, surveying the damage with a critical optic, then scans the other turbines before looking back to Slipstream and nodding agreement.
"I'll start with the fire and go from there. You might want to clear the ice from the other turbines. Not the sturdiest structures I've ever seen, and if it happened to one it can happen to the others, and then there goes your power supply."
The mech may not be a builder, but he knows a sound structure when he scans one, and these were never built to stand up to the kind of weather they've been having lately.
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If running the turbines without failsafes means they lose turbines, then she isn't really generating any more energy.
Slipstream goes to pick up her tools. "I can enable failsafes on the running turbines to activate shut down in extreme conditions."
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[TFA Slipstream]
Slipstream receives Lockdown's comm, as she's nearly finished the higher-priority repairs. She has suspicion, that comes to her in retrospect, that Ramjet and Blurr were somehow amused, because she and Lockdown appeared too obviously a couple.
A sense of discomfort virtually flickers through her emotional subroutines. She doesn't like being tied down. She's just come to allow an exception for Lockdown. Being comfortable with the exception doesn't necessarily mean she's comfortable with others knowing all about it ( ... )
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Ramjet takes the pills, eyeing them suspiciously. He pokes at them, shrugs, then cautiously takes one. He holds onto the others, not about to take all of them. He doesn't know what they are and the only reassurance he has that they're safe is Lockdown's word. While Ramjet doesn't think the bounty hunter will poison him, he might try something else.
The pain pill kicks in quickly and he's able to walk into the ship on his own with just a bit of limping. Once on board, he looks around, half expecting something to shoot out and grab him and Blurr.
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If he starts singing because of those pills, Lockdown, I swear, I´ll leave him here with you so that you have to suffer...
*snickers*
Remember, Seeker, you are too heavy for me to carry you home.
*watching Ramjet walking, and sighs again*
//See, you even agree ... You know that you don´t need to play the strong seeker around me, and don´t worry, I won´t fuss if it´s embarassing for you.//
*Hiding his own nervousness behind a mask of not-so-funny jokes, he eyes the ship with an anxious tension. It´s not a place where he would like to be held captive or even live in*
My my ... really homey... *whispers*
I think I heard Slipstream arrive ...
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"Drugs kickin' in yet?"
It's an odd feeling, considering his recent behavior toward Slipstream, to invite a seeker to his table again, and while his victimized femme watches! Perhaps he shouldn't make such a show with his instruments of destruction restoration, but old habits die hard. He's communicating through the bond that there's nothing to worry about, but he also can't suppress a palpable discomfort with the situation that grows exponentially by the millisecond. He hasn't had anyone on his table since ( ... )
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