Ep. 2 - Shafted (Closed, Megatron, Roulette)
Jul 12, 2015 9:00:28 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jul 12, 2015 9:00:28 GMT -5
Week 2, Day 7 (Can be changed if necessary - it should take place just before "Parley", I believe)
There was, in all honesty, no point in time that Soundwave could recall when energon, the search and acquisition of, was not devouring everyone’s time, effort and resources. From the very beginning of the War to its current frontline on Earth, it had been a ceaseless struggle with no enemy to speak of.
Soundwave did not like fighting abstractions. He was good at it, yes, but he still disliked it, mainly because it was always hard to explain on a report why so much mech-power and sensor hours had to be taken away from more direct goals, such as finding and annihilating the Autobots.
The slender mech was currently at his usual bridge station, talons flying over the console’s controls. At any given time there were half a dozen or more energon mining operations to be overseen, and that didn’t include those that were already fully established, wrapping up, or under someone else’s oversight. His main concern was usually to get through the checkpoints with the ground troops efficiently, and move onto less critical, but more solid, endeavors. To receive a trouble report from one such operation, however minor the flag attached to it, was never good.
He had a system for such things; he worked his way through the rest of the reports and returned to the one troublesome site. The operation was barely in the scouting stages, but it looked tremendously promising. Isolated, lacking any other resources that might draw the native population in, the energon veins went deep. Primary samples had proven to be fairly pure, requiring minimal refining.
The Vehicon currently in charge, however, had found the ground of the operation to be “shifty”. Overall Soundwave would have passed “shifty” off as an occupational hazard of any sort of mining on Earth, a planet that didn’t seem to know how to hold the slag still to begin with. Except that Russell, in a surprising stroke of genius for an Unawakened, had included sensor scans that showed the ground wasn’t the only thing being “shifty”. The ceilings, the hallways, in fact every surface of the nascent operation had moved on any one of its axis by a tiny, but noticeable fraction, since the Vehicons had begun their scouting.
Soundwave was many things - but a geology expert was not one of them. His best guess (and it was just that) had to be measured against the potential riches the mine was known to have. Thin talons tapped a measure on the controls before he decided that a guess, this time, was not good enough; the vein had too much promise for it: the input of an actual geologist (or better yet, an actual miner) felt far more imperative.
Russell’s reports, and his own educated suggestion that an on-site decision might be needed if the operation was to be scrapped, were forwarded to Lord Megatron’s In-tray, along with Soundwave’s advice that the matter be looked over with expediency.
There was, in all honesty, no point in time that Soundwave could recall when energon, the search and acquisition of, was not devouring everyone’s time, effort and resources. From the very beginning of the War to its current frontline on Earth, it had been a ceaseless struggle with no enemy to speak of.
Soundwave did not like fighting abstractions. He was good at it, yes, but he still disliked it, mainly because it was always hard to explain on a report why so much mech-power and sensor hours had to be taken away from more direct goals, such as finding and annihilating the Autobots.
The slender mech was currently at his usual bridge station, talons flying over the console’s controls. At any given time there were half a dozen or more energon mining operations to be overseen, and that didn’t include those that were already fully established, wrapping up, or under someone else’s oversight. His main concern was usually to get through the checkpoints with the ground troops efficiently, and move onto less critical, but more solid, endeavors. To receive a trouble report from one such operation, however minor the flag attached to it, was never good.
He had a system for such things; he worked his way through the rest of the reports and returned to the one troublesome site. The operation was barely in the scouting stages, but it looked tremendously promising. Isolated, lacking any other resources that might draw the native population in, the energon veins went deep. Primary samples had proven to be fairly pure, requiring minimal refining.
The Vehicon currently in charge, however, had found the ground of the operation to be “shifty”. Overall Soundwave would have passed “shifty” off as an occupational hazard of any sort of mining on Earth, a planet that didn’t seem to know how to hold the slag still to begin with. Except that Russell, in a surprising stroke of genius for an Unawakened, had included sensor scans that showed the ground wasn’t the only thing being “shifty”. The ceilings, the hallways, in fact every surface of the nascent operation had moved on any one of its axis by a tiny, but noticeable fraction, since the Vehicons had begun their scouting.
Soundwave was many things - but a geology expert was not one of them. His best guess (and it was just that) had to be measured against the potential riches the mine was known to have. Thin talons tapped a measure on the controls before he decided that a guess, this time, was not good enough; the vein had too much promise for it: the input of an actual geologist (or better yet, an actual miner) felt far more imperative.
Russell’s reports, and his own educated suggestion that an on-site decision might be needed if the operation was to be scrapped, were forwarded to Lord Megatron’s In-tray, along with Soundwave’s advice that the matter be looked over with expediency.