[ She's graced the world with audio and text before, but video is much rarer from the gynoid. She laughs with a sincere air of insanity and the quiet ring of actual joy. Ohhh, she hadn't felt this on edge since before...well. Since before Mr. Johnson died.

What a shame. ]

Well! It seems as such my newest prototype is a success. I have a special thanks list, but I'm not sure all would appreciate hearing it this morning. I will say a special thank you to a extra set of hands, however.

[ The screen is witness to extending, sharp microfilament fingers. Shiny. ]

I do have a generous offer, concerning those with spare parts. I want them. All of them. Functional or non functional, I'll take them all. Unfortunately, I've been rendered mostly immobile. In person drop off is preferred. Now that you've seen the remarkable upgrades I can make from next to nothing, what's in it for you is whatever I can make from those parts. There are some folk that can attest to my lawfulness.

I look forward to seeing you all in shop.

[ Does she mean well? Hell no! She means to attack every. single. person. that sets foot in her door. So by all means, but the moment you step into the lab, she'll unleash hell in the form of extra sharp, long spider fingers. Go on, but risk becoming part of her collection. ]

[The Link comes on with a jostle and a flash of blue.  Nope, not Thundercracker - or...well...technically, it kind of is, oops.  It's the little one - the firelizard, that is.]

[The other one, the Seeker, can be seen across the room.  He's . . . well . . . he's huddled in the center of his berth, knees drawn up, wings high and quivering softly, the other three firelizards - Screamer, Sky, and Numbers - clutched to his chest like he's trying to protect them.  He's attempting to wave at the fourth, but he keeps snatching his hand back from reaching over the edge of the berth.  He looks pretty freaked out, his voice a stressed whisper.]

Cracker!  G-get over here!  You don't want them to catch you, do you?

[He keeps darting glances around the berth like he's afraid there's a monster under it and it'll reach out to snatch at him any minute.]



((ooc:  Guess who got turned into TFA Skywarp! 8D found yellow energon crystals.))

[There's a private message sent to Kagerou's device.

From the one and only ninja detective: Shadowmaru. And it's a voice message. His voice is soft, careful, and oddly fond.]

Kagerou, I was wondering if.

If you have some time to take off. Free time.

[Great he's stumbling over words.] I was wondering if you would like to meet somewhere.

I'd like to talk to you.