[ti]Ep 3.5[/ti]Contacting You About Your Ship's Extended Warranty [Closed]
Nov 27, 2023 20:13:58 GMT -5
Post by Swindle on Nov 27, 2023 20:13:58 GMT -5
Week 1 - Day 3
Blackridge Hold, Assembly Hall at that one table in the corner...
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Swindle had only been present for about a single Earth day and there had been a lot he needed to situate himself with, such as the layout of Blackridge Hold. The mech helped himself to explore the place, familiarizing himself with where useful things were such as the quarters, Energon refueling stations and the Medbay. He also took note of where possible valuable things were. Like all of the random salvaged junk the Decepticons have found inside pockets of the surrounding rock.
Swindle’s salvaged stuff was much better than any of this… buuuut… it wasn't useless.
The base itself was primitive, bleak… and very rocky.
Swindle much preferred the comfort of his own ship than this place, at least he had that as an option for when he’d get sick of this place. Which he would. Very quickly.
At least the layout was open? Though the cons definitely weighed out the pros.
The mech headed towards the Assembly Hall, where he found it to be one of the better and more… semi-comfortable places to hang out at, perhaps reorganize some information on his datapad and work on some written entries for himself.
He approached an empty seat along the wall and slid all the way onto the bench, sitting sideways so that he could prop his legs up along the rest of the bench. A hiss and a click from his chassis sounded before his subspace slid open, where Swindle slipped his servo inside to grab his datapad. His subspace closed and the small, bulky mech lost himself immediately in his ‘work’.
Swindle wanted to be around the common spaces, keeping himself open to the activity of Blackridge for… business opportunities! Plus this entire place was quiet, and it was nice to have a quiet place to go that wasn’t in his newly given quarters.
Blackridge Hold, Assembly Hall at that one table in the corner...
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Swindle had only been present for about a single Earth day and there had been a lot he needed to situate himself with, such as the layout of Blackridge Hold. The mech helped himself to explore the place, familiarizing himself with where useful things were such as the quarters, Energon refueling stations and the Medbay. He also took note of where possible valuable things were. Like all of the random salvaged junk the Decepticons have found inside pockets of the surrounding rock.
Swindle’s salvaged stuff was much better than any of this… buuuut… it wasn't useless.
The base itself was primitive, bleak… and very rocky.
Swindle much preferred the comfort of his own ship than this place, at least he had that as an option for when he’d get sick of this place. Which he would. Very quickly.
At least the layout was open? Though the cons definitely weighed out the pros.
The mech headed towards the Assembly Hall, where he found it to be one of the better and more… semi-comfortable places to hang out at, perhaps reorganize some information on his datapad and work on some written entries for himself.
He approached an empty seat along the wall and slid all the way onto the bench, sitting sideways so that he could prop his legs up along the rest of the bench. A hiss and a click from his chassis sounded before his subspace slid open, where Swindle slipped his servo inside to grab his datapad. His subspace closed and the small, bulky mech lost himself immediately in his ‘work’.
Swindle wanted to be around the common spaces, keeping himself open to the activity of Blackridge for… business opportunities! Plus this entire place was quiet, and it was nice to have a quiet place to go that wasn’t in his newly given quarters.