Ep1. – Silence is Golden – Closed
Jul 14, 2012 13:57:40 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2012 13:57:40 GMT -5
“Give me a field ration and then I’m taking off,” said Barricade, only two kliks out of his ten-klik defrag. Knockout probably would have protested him moving while his neural-net was only half unlocked, his memory-queue still backed so far up he was 500,000 years short, even with Soundwave's best ice-breaker threading through his iced-up processor...
But Starscream’s search party was en-route to dock with the Nemesis and Cade had less than twenty kilks to intravenously refuel, test-prep his weapons, and be off this ship.
Soundwave was gone and the infiltrator was not about to question why as it seemed perfectly obvious that he’d either departed to head off Starscream or tasked himself with some other equally efficient use of his time. It was Soundwave they were talking about after all and he could be relied upon to do the most useful and necessary thing at all times. Barricade head was still pulling itself open in surges and sections, pieces of his neutral net unwinding and spiraling dizzily open in the wake of Soundwave’s hardline into his head, firewalls breaking as dams and flooding him in bursts and agonizing surges. The data and memory expanded slowly and he was fascinating by his own hatred – the swell and shift of it, the fractal pieces of his motivations growing and layering themselves in fragments. He felt the complexifying monolith of the mechanoid called ‘Barricade’ rebuilding in his brain.
He felt strange pity for the fragmented creature he’d been only ten kilks before –that half-mech who’d wandered the desert, spark-torn, blue-eyed, and speaking to humans and Neutrals with no context but instinct. Absurdly, he longed to reach back, grab that younger, broken version of himself and pin him down and rip him apart for want of him. But that was a fancy for later – when he wasn’t in imminent danger of being subject to Decepticon-style (in)justice.
“Once I’m on the ground I’ll meet up with Soundwave’s deployers," said Barricade, cycling up his blasters and wincing at their still sensitive neural-mountings. "He’s send at least one, no doubt, to confirm our lord and fragging master’s death to his own satisfaction.”
Apparently, the sky commander’s preoccupation with launching a ‘search party’ for the long gone Megatron had been keeping him otherwise occupied and the return of one field LT was hardly noteworthy. Once Starscream was back on board, word of Barricade’s presence would be reported and he’d be done. Perhaps permanently so, and that didn’t suit the Saleen Mustang at all. He had a warlord to track down...
((OOC: This takes place directly after Soundwave's procedure to unlock Barricade's memory core in Got A Klik. After Knockout replies, Starscream can basically barge in at any minute.))
But Starscream’s search party was en-route to dock with the Nemesis and Cade had less than twenty kilks to intravenously refuel, test-prep his weapons, and be off this ship.
Soundwave was gone and the infiltrator was not about to question why as it seemed perfectly obvious that he’d either departed to head off Starscream or tasked himself with some other equally efficient use of his time. It was Soundwave they were talking about after all and he could be relied upon to do the most useful and necessary thing at all times. Barricade head was still pulling itself open in surges and sections, pieces of his neutral net unwinding and spiraling dizzily open in the wake of Soundwave’s hardline into his head, firewalls breaking as dams and flooding him in bursts and agonizing surges. The data and memory expanded slowly and he was fascinating by his own hatred – the swell and shift of it, the fractal pieces of his motivations growing and layering themselves in fragments. He felt the complexifying monolith of the mechanoid called ‘Barricade’ rebuilding in his brain.
He felt strange pity for the fragmented creature he’d been only ten kilks before –that half-mech who’d wandered the desert, spark-torn, blue-eyed, and speaking to humans and Neutrals with no context but instinct. Absurdly, he longed to reach back, grab that younger, broken version of himself and pin him down and rip him apart for want of him. But that was a fancy for later – when he wasn’t in imminent danger of being subject to Decepticon-style (in)justice.
“Once I’m on the ground I’ll meet up with Soundwave’s deployers," said Barricade, cycling up his blasters and wincing at their still sensitive neural-mountings. "He’s send at least one, no doubt, to confirm our lord and fragging master’s death to his own satisfaction.”
Apparently, the sky commander’s preoccupation with launching a ‘search party’ for the long gone Megatron had been keeping him otherwise occupied and the return of one field LT was hardly noteworthy. Once Starscream was back on board, word of Barricade’s presence would be reported and he’d be done. Perhaps permanently so, and that didn’t suit the Saleen Mustang at all. He had a warlord to track down...
((OOC: This takes place directly after Soundwave's procedure to unlock Barricade's memory core in Got A Klik. After Knockout replies, Starscream can basically barge in at any minute.))