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re_alignment2012-10-08 09:00 pm
dontasktrix) wrote in re_alignment2012-10-08 09:00 pm
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[video - originating from Nexic Quadrant]
((OOC: ICly takes place after conclusion of Log of Salvage Hunting.))
[It's Slipstream, within one of the several wash areas Elita previously discovered, but she's not bathing live for an audience or anything. Actually, she's holding a datapad of some kind. Of course her whole body is a computing system, but she's going with the theory Holding of Pad = Business Authority, so, she's trying just a little too hard to make sure it's seen; might be that inherited tendency for over-acting she supposes all Starscream's clones to share.]
A few points of Business. [This is her best business-like voice, which isn't really all that different from her pleasant or ranting voices; but the highs and lows are compressed a bit.]
Teddie Bear, those raw materials we talked about are in that place you mentioned. The delivery of your other item will take just a short while longer.
[No lock or encryption; she's just vague. Slipstream pretends to refer to her datapad by tapping it with a single sharp digit.]
On a not-necessarily-related note, I may have some work for someone qualified to repair personal electronics from Earth containing sonic cleaning systems. Details available upon request.
There is a need for batteries, or substitute device to power a small electronic device from Earth. You might contact me about that.
The washracks located in the Nexic quadrant are in need of several mirrors. It is strictly a security matter, benefiting all who use the facility, to promote situational awareness. [That sounds like a legitimate and convincing reason, right?]
Oh, yeah, and- [Not managing business-like as well here.] Cybertronians altering their facial ornamentation. That's a thing, right? We don't exactly have body shops or warehouses full of mods, so, any suggestions about that? It's not a personal request, just we should have that, for the future, don't you think? [She gives her 'don't even ask' look.]
[And back to business-like.] Your time is appreciated.
[END.]
[It's Slipstream, within one of the several wash areas Elita previously discovered, but she's not bathing live for an audience or anything. Actually, she's holding a datapad of some kind. Of course her whole body is a computing system, but she's going with the theory Holding of Pad = Business Authority, so, she's trying just a little too hard to make sure it's seen; might be that inherited tendency for over-acting she supposes all Starscream's clones to share.]
A few points of Business. [This is her best business-like voice, which isn't really all that different from her pleasant or ranting voices; but the highs and lows are compressed a bit.]
Teddie Bear, those raw materials we talked about are in that place you mentioned. The delivery of your other item will take just a short while longer.
[No lock or encryption; she's just vague. Slipstream pretends to refer to her datapad by tapping it with a single sharp digit.]
On a not-necessarily-related note, I may have some work for someone qualified to repair personal electronics from Earth containing sonic cleaning systems. Details available upon request.
There is a need for batteries, or substitute device to power a small electronic device from Earth. You might contact me about that.
The washracks located in the Nexic quadrant are in need of several mirrors. It is strictly a security matter, benefiting all who use the facility, to promote situational awareness. [That sounds like a legitimate and convincing reason, right?]
Oh, yeah, and- [Not managing business-like as well here.] Cybertronians altering their facial ornamentation. That's a thing, right? We don't exactly have body shops or warehouses full of mods, so, any suggestions about that? It's not a personal request, just we should have that, for the future, don't you think? [She gives her 'don't even ask' look.]
[And back to business-like.] Your time is appreciated.
[END.]
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Even these bots with the little chins have ornaments on them. Your friend Wing, for example; though a little different. Some of them even have the things here- [She raises talons above her optics to gesture 'eyebrows'.]
[And, again, she's annoyed by how perceptive the agent is. Always figuring out things.]
You are quick. [Smirk.] Would be doing your Autobot friends a favor. Most of them can't tell us apart! [Well, that applied to Lockdown and Swindle, too. It's like they're all color blind.]
[locked]
Oh! yes I noticed those! Rung has...very big ones Those are funny looking but they don't look bad on him.
[He's an intelligent agent for a reaosn, lady.]
I try to be. If they can't perhaps they need to get their optic checked HOWEVER I understand if you want a change...Uhm...maybe get a few touches of white?
[locked]
Don't even get me started on Rung!
Anyway, Ramjet and Sunstorm have the white thing covered....
What about a tattoo?
[locked]
You don't like him?
True.
Ohthatcouldlooknice. Where would you like it?
[locked]
Let's just say Rung's particular methods and ethics don't exactly impress me.
....
[Of course it could look nice, not that she's egotistical, but objectively she is somewhat a copy of the most handsome Decepticon. Fortunately his was an androgynous sort of robotic beauty.] That's kinda personal. You think? But I wouldn't put it anywhere it'd cause drag.
[Because she's not actually sure if there is etching, programming of self-repair systems, baking enamel involved, or something else in the process.]
[locked]
I guess therapy is not for everyone. [It works for Blurr...sorta.]
What? [Why the silence? :x]Okayokayimsorryforasking