[ti]Ep 2[/ti]Joining the Crew! [closed/Soundwave]
May 27, 2017 0:32:20 GMT -5
Post by Soundwave on May 27, 2017 0:32:20 GMT -5
The moment that Blackframe exited the Space Bridge, the portal closed with a collapse, leaving flecks of light that danced for a brief moment before blinking out of existence. It left the room rather quiet all things considered, allowing the slight clicks and whirs of the terminal to be heard, while an occasional tremble flickered through the right side wall, as if something was moving past on occasion. What it was, was not readily apparent though, and Soundwave made no notion to elaborate as he moved to the terminal.
Reaching forward, the navy mech lifted a slender arm to click down a few key buttons upon the illuminated digital keyboard, moving with a familiarity and grace that came with countless hours stationed upon a similar point. So much repetition, so much time served, he did not even need to look directly upon the screen to accomplish what he needed, allowing him to watch the other mech. While he did not stare at Blackframe, he did keep the corner of his field of vision upon him, to see how he handled this, and if any additional outbursts were going to happen. It was after these clicks, the screen flickered to life, and cast light across the area as they booted up in full.
At first, it showed a standard home page for navigation, allowing a user to input what subsection of information they sought to work within. It was only on the monitor for the briefest of moments however, a tiny glimmer of a sparkbeat before it changed and twisted, a map of the Nemesis showing up a second later.
Seeing the wireframe on Soundwave's visor before, it did little to really instill the true mass and complexity of the warship. There, it just looked like a typical structure, a small ship that served its purpose, but here on a large screen, it appeared immense. Swaths of data scrolled on the secondary screens, while additional data and lines of information reached out from the central image to denote the subsections of the structure.
Certain areas highlighted one after another, red overlays that mapped out generic important portions of the warship. It was in a way, a quick 'tour' without the effort of walking someone around. General broad strokes meant to make Blackframe aware of some general areas, from the recycling and science wings, to the engine room and control room, all the way to the medical bay which was left highlighted a moment longer in case of an emergency. After this, the personnel quarters for the occupants of the ship was highlighted, and Soundwave's hand slowly lifted.
As his arm rose once again, the screen zoomed in upon this area, showing the numerous rooms that were in use and what ones were vacant. There were small independent areas, modest in scale for some, while it seemed there was a generalized wing of mass boarding for Vehicons. Near this area, the navy mech pointed, denoting what was now to be Blackframe's residence which was one of the segregated smaller rooms.
Not really waiting for any questions regarding this, Soundwave pulled the screen back, the monitor snapping to the main navigation again, before veering off once more. While the path to the map was an easy one to navigate to, the next area had a few more hoops that had to be jumped through. A few differing clicks, followed by a quick input of an access code, it pulled up an absolutely massive list of data that scrolled for ages.
Timestamps, regions, notifies and occasional notes tacked on. Each one was able to be accessed, and could be sorted by multiple means to find what one was looking for. Soundwave typed in a few extra keys, segregating it from the immense list and clipping it down to just a week's worth of data input. While it was still a substantial amount, it wasn't... the horrifyingly large mass of information from before.
/̡/Security officer?/͞/̢
Soundwave's helm inclined while Blackframes' own words were parroted back, the end modulated to force an influx for a question.
/̷/̧Familiarize with normality//̵
This voice was not recognizable, distant recordings of individuals that passed in and out through the war, or were simply forgotten troopers that never made a name for themselves. The point was simple however, and would be made abundantly clear when Soundwave clicked the first string of data, as the side of the screen would suddenly display footage from a hallway surveillance camera.
Blackframe was granted a substantial amount of video to look over and learn from. He would be able to see the patterns of patrols, and others that walked the halls. He could watch what happens in the maintenance quarter, and see how they process scrap metals for other uses. He could see the hallways of the Science wing, and other important junctions where high levels of traffic could be found. He even had access to some of the loading docks in the ground bound Energon mines, as well as the flight deck of the ship.
He would not have access to it all however, The halls to the officer quarters were blocked, the Control Room had swaths of time omitted, and private areas such as the inside of the Medical Bay could not be viewed, though that last one was simply because there were no cameras located in there for patient confidentiality. However, even with the broad missing chunks, there was a lot to learn and hours upon hours to skim over.
This was normal, and the sooner this 'Security Officer' learns what normal is, with all of its oddities and... weirdness... than the sooner he could pick out true abnormality.
((Blackframe would have access to Episode 2 | Week 2 | Day 3 -to- Episode 2 | Week 3 | Day, 3 as well as general information on the ship, from the map, to a list of individuals stationed there to reference, and the possible Autobots on the world to read up on.))
Reaching forward, the navy mech lifted a slender arm to click down a few key buttons upon the illuminated digital keyboard, moving with a familiarity and grace that came with countless hours stationed upon a similar point. So much repetition, so much time served, he did not even need to look directly upon the screen to accomplish what he needed, allowing him to watch the other mech. While he did not stare at Blackframe, he did keep the corner of his field of vision upon him, to see how he handled this, and if any additional outbursts were going to happen. It was after these clicks, the screen flickered to life, and cast light across the area as they booted up in full.
At first, it showed a standard home page for navigation, allowing a user to input what subsection of information they sought to work within. It was only on the monitor for the briefest of moments however, a tiny glimmer of a sparkbeat before it changed and twisted, a map of the Nemesis showing up a second later.
Seeing the wireframe on Soundwave's visor before, it did little to really instill the true mass and complexity of the warship. There, it just looked like a typical structure, a small ship that served its purpose, but here on a large screen, it appeared immense. Swaths of data scrolled on the secondary screens, while additional data and lines of information reached out from the central image to denote the subsections of the structure.
Certain areas highlighted one after another, red overlays that mapped out generic important portions of the warship. It was in a way, a quick 'tour' without the effort of walking someone around. General broad strokes meant to make Blackframe aware of some general areas, from the recycling and science wings, to the engine room and control room, all the way to the medical bay which was left highlighted a moment longer in case of an emergency. After this, the personnel quarters for the occupants of the ship was highlighted, and Soundwave's hand slowly lifted.
As his arm rose once again, the screen zoomed in upon this area, showing the numerous rooms that were in use and what ones were vacant. There were small independent areas, modest in scale for some, while it seemed there was a generalized wing of mass boarding for Vehicons. Near this area, the navy mech pointed, denoting what was now to be Blackframe's residence which was one of the segregated smaller rooms.
Not really waiting for any questions regarding this, Soundwave pulled the screen back, the monitor snapping to the main navigation again, before veering off once more. While the path to the map was an easy one to navigate to, the next area had a few more hoops that had to be jumped through. A few differing clicks, followed by a quick input of an access code, it pulled up an absolutely massive list of data that scrolled for ages.
Timestamps, regions, notifies and occasional notes tacked on. Each one was able to be accessed, and could be sorted by multiple means to find what one was looking for. Soundwave typed in a few extra keys, segregating it from the immense list and clipping it down to just a week's worth of data input. While it was still a substantial amount, it wasn't... the horrifyingly large mass of information from before.
/̡/Security officer?/͞/̢
Soundwave's helm inclined while Blackframes' own words were parroted back, the end modulated to force an influx for a question.
/̷/̧Familiarize with normality//̵
This voice was not recognizable, distant recordings of individuals that passed in and out through the war, or were simply forgotten troopers that never made a name for themselves. The point was simple however, and would be made abundantly clear when Soundwave clicked the first string of data, as the side of the screen would suddenly display footage from a hallway surveillance camera.
Blackframe was granted a substantial amount of video to look over and learn from. He would be able to see the patterns of patrols, and others that walked the halls. He could watch what happens in the maintenance quarter, and see how they process scrap metals for other uses. He could see the hallways of the Science wing, and other important junctions where high levels of traffic could be found. He even had access to some of the loading docks in the ground bound Energon mines, as well as the flight deck of the ship.
He would not have access to it all however, The halls to the officer quarters were blocked, the Control Room had swaths of time omitted, and private areas such as the inside of the Medical Bay could not be viewed, though that last one was simply because there were no cameras located in there for patient confidentiality. However, even with the broad missing chunks, there was a lot to learn and hours upon hours to skim over.
This was normal, and the sooner this 'Security Officer' learns what normal is, with all of its oddities and... weirdness... than the sooner he could pick out true abnormality.
((Blackframe would have access to Episode 2 | Week 2 | Day 3 -to- Episode 2 | Week 3 | Day, 3 as well as general information on the ship, from the map, to a list of individuals stationed there to reference, and the possible Autobots on the world to read up on.))