Ep. 1.5 - Loose Screws - closed(Ratbat)
Nov 26, 2012 11:42:19 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Nov 26, 2012 11:42:19 GMT -5
With Megatron’s return came a certain calm. Tensions on the Nemesis had been high, but the cord of stress had relaxed. Perhaps things weren’t as they were before, and of course the war was not over… but there was something to be said about the warship as long as it was out of Starscream’s servos.
Jetfire had assumed that things would change again for the better… but he was still rusting at the bottom of the hierarchy. He was still tangled in Ratbat’s red tape, and pride kept him from filling out any forms sent to him by the detestable minicon. The forms were still being sent- persistent reminders that pinged into his HUD every cycle with an attached note full of bureaucratic jargon that Jetfire never bothered to translate.
The old seeker was running out of over-privileged eradicons to bully into sharing energon rations with, and all the medics on board avoided him like the cosmic rust- Primus knew why. (There were times when he wandered into the smaller medical bays to swipe tools in order to perform his own maintenance. He kept hearing whispers along the lines of “He gave him a scratch.”)
Jetfire was suffering from energon deprivation, bad maintenance, and a bad mood. He shuffled through the corridors with creaking, screeching servos, and there were cycles when he felt like only his pride was keeping him online. Even though Megatron had returned… there was still that little automaton to deal with.
Jetfire paused in his regular rounds. He’d just managed to get a decent ration of energon from a vehicon sympathetic and intimidated enough to give Jetfire his extra ration every deca-cycle. The Seeker had his fair share of war stories, and the drones were strangely ignorant of their history. Not many cared or heeded him, but there were a few who were willing to split a cube with him in exchange for a little… enlightenment.
He’d just finished a particularly dry lecture on the beginning of the Golden Age. It had left the vehicon looking rather disappointed and Jetfire depressed and nostalgic. He stared at the empty corridor, listening to the hum of the Nemesis’ engines and the minute creaks and clicks coming from his own dilapidated frame.
This had to change. He was a Decepticon. Not a bunch of rusted parts trying to hold together… Or at least that had been his aim.
He vented, some dust from an overworked component tinging the air with a foul mineral smell. Servos twisted and relaxed down his backstruts, and he flinched with each hollow clunk. He was supposed to be an example of the peak of the Golden Age- sparked at its beginning and a citizen through its rise and fall… and he was reduced to this. All he wanted was a little respect.
His reverie was interrupted by a voice- voices? He was near the bridge after all- it would be strange if there really was no one around. He wondered numbly if he should make himself scarce for once. But being stealthy was something he couldn’t manage in this state- instead he did his best to straighten, and fused his jackhammer/cane back into place.
OOC: Not sure if only Ratbat is involved in this…? Also, this is my first thread in Ep 1.5 so I don’t have anything in the timeline to attach this to- but I bet Tel/Ratbat does…
Jetfire had assumed that things would change again for the better… but he was still rusting at the bottom of the hierarchy. He was still tangled in Ratbat’s red tape, and pride kept him from filling out any forms sent to him by the detestable minicon. The forms were still being sent- persistent reminders that pinged into his HUD every cycle with an attached note full of bureaucratic jargon that Jetfire never bothered to translate.
The old seeker was running out of over-privileged eradicons to bully into sharing energon rations with, and all the medics on board avoided him like the cosmic rust- Primus knew why. (There were times when he wandered into the smaller medical bays to swipe tools in order to perform his own maintenance. He kept hearing whispers along the lines of “He gave him a scratch.”)
Jetfire was suffering from energon deprivation, bad maintenance, and a bad mood. He shuffled through the corridors with creaking, screeching servos, and there were cycles when he felt like only his pride was keeping him online. Even though Megatron had returned… there was still that little automaton to deal with.
Jetfire paused in his regular rounds. He’d just managed to get a decent ration of energon from a vehicon sympathetic and intimidated enough to give Jetfire his extra ration every deca-cycle. The Seeker had his fair share of war stories, and the drones were strangely ignorant of their history. Not many cared or heeded him, but there were a few who were willing to split a cube with him in exchange for a little… enlightenment.
He’d just finished a particularly dry lecture on the beginning of the Golden Age. It had left the vehicon looking rather disappointed and Jetfire depressed and nostalgic. He stared at the empty corridor, listening to the hum of the Nemesis’ engines and the minute creaks and clicks coming from his own dilapidated frame.
This had to change. He was a Decepticon. Not a bunch of rusted parts trying to hold together… Or at least that had been his aim.
He vented, some dust from an overworked component tinging the air with a foul mineral smell. Servos twisted and relaxed down his backstruts, and he flinched with each hollow clunk. He was supposed to be an example of the peak of the Golden Age- sparked at its beginning and a citizen through its rise and fall… and he was reduced to this. All he wanted was a little respect.
His reverie was interrupted by a voice- voices? He was near the bridge after all- it would be strange if there really was no one around. He wondered numbly if he should make himself scarce for once. But being stealthy was something he couldn’t manage in this state- instead he did his best to straighten, and fused his jackhammer/cane back into place.
OOC: Not sure if only Ratbat is involved in this…? Also, this is my first thread in Ep 1.5 so I don’t have anything in the timeline to attach this to- but I bet Tel/Ratbat does…