Ep 2 - It's Another World (Open to any and all)
Jul 6, 2015 21:47:58 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jul 6, 2015 21:47:58 GMT -5
<<Week 3, Day 2>>
Roulette was going to end up owing Soundwave her very spark through open ended deals. She'd tacked her name on the list for volunteers wanting to escape the ship and spend their working time at Haven. Unfortunately, as far as she could tell, she was the only damned one that Soundwave seemed to charge for the privilege. She could very well refuse but then she wouldn't be getting off the ship unless she found another way.
Still, this was outright extortion.
Every time she saw the 3IC make that little "this will cost you" gesture with his spindly fingers, she wanted to wing something heavy at his featureless face. Since that was fairly frowned upon, she just waved the gesture off and hoped that he'd forget. Odds were he would not but there was always a hope. The last time she'd given him a borderline lewd gesture they used to flash around in Kaon. Partway in cheek, partway to see if he knew what that meant. That was probably going to cost her in the near future.
At the moment she was less worried about payback and more worried about the schematics on the datapad. As soon as she, the group of vehicons, and the odd Con had arrived at Haven, they'd slipped off to the designated section that was to be turned into the logistics center. Purely a goodwill gesture on their part, it would give everyone an even footing for addressing the common evil. Roulette had parked her shapely rear on the nearest crate even before the vehicons had set it down to read her instructions. It was dull, dull writing.
"Maaaan, I've read propaganda more entertaining than this." She looked up, optics shifting to the side in the tell tale gesture announcing that she was likely about to not read the rest of the report.
Roulette was going to end up owing Soundwave her very spark through open ended deals. She'd tacked her name on the list for volunteers wanting to escape the ship and spend their working time at Haven. Unfortunately, as far as she could tell, she was the only damned one that Soundwave seemed to charge for the privilege. She could very well refuse but then she wouldn't be getting off the ship unless she found another way.
Still, this was outright extortion.
Every time she saw the 3IC make that little "this will cost you" gesture with his spindly fingers, she wanted to wing something heavy at his featureless face. Since that was fairly frowned upon, she just waved the gesture off and hoped that he'd forget. Odds were he would not but there was always a hope. The last time she'd given him a borderline lewd gesture they used to flash around in Kaon. Partway in cheek, partway to see if he knew what that meant. That was probably going to cost her in the near future.
At the moment she was less worried about payback and more worried about the schematics on the datapad. As soon as she, the group of vehicons, and the odd Con had arrived at Haven, they'd slipped off to the designated section that was to be turned into the logistics center. Purely a goodwill gesture on their part, it would give everyone an even footing for addressing the common evil. Roulette had parked her shapely rear on the nearest crate even before the vehicons had set it down to read her instructions. It was dull, dull writing.
"Maaaan, I've read propaganda more entertaining than this." She looked up, optics shifting to the side in the tell tale gesture announcing that she was likely about to not read the rest of the report.