Main Hallway - First Floor - Trypticon Obvious exits: West leads to Repair Bay - First Floor - Trypticon. North leads to Laboratory - First Floor - Trypticon. South leads to Main Chamber - First Floor - Trypticon. You go to the West . Repair Bay - First Floor - Trypticon Contents: Delusion Aries Thingy ABK's Scanner ABK's Lab Recharge Station Decepticon Medicdroid Obvious exits: East leads to Main Hallway - First Floor - Trypticon. Discretion peeks her head in the door, "Someone call me?" Delusion stands. "Yes. Aries is avilable to conduct those examinations he requested at this moment." Aries is standing beside the medbed on which Delusion is sitting up on, a medical scanner with some modifications made to it. He turns, appraising the new arrival. "Please... step into my parlor..." He motions towards the medbed from which Delusion just stood up from. Discretion steps in and looks at Aries, "You're not a spider are you?" Delusion smiles slightly. "I will leave you to your work." She nods to both of them and exits. Delusion says, "NIght!" Discretion says, "Night." Delusion has disconnected. [Con-OOC] Delusion dances off the MUSH to the sound of the Masochism Tango. Aries looks at himself. "No... I only have two legs, no venom, no fangs, no pincers..." He smiles a bit. "Come, let's see just what I'm dealing with here, shall we?" He pats the bed. Discretion smiles and walks over towards the bed, she sits down on the edge. "Last I checked you're dealing with a Dominicon." She grins and stretches out on the bed. Aries chuckles. "My, what wit..." He flips on the scanner. "So... how are you enjoying your stay on this planet so far?" You say "It's intruiging, so much to see and do." Aries hmms. "And what do you do, exactly, hmm?" You say "I'm the communications officer and I also do recon work." Aries ahhs. "I hear you occasionally like to tinker around and work on inventions... so Delusion told me, at any rate..." Discretion nods and smiles, "Yeah, it gives me something to do while I'm stuck inside." Aries chuckles softly. "That is a feeling I am all too familiar with... for example, part of the reason I'm taking these readings is because I'm looking at the potential of re-engineering you and your colleagues into a gestalt capacity, should the need arise for a new one. Hopefully, I'll be able to surpass those before me in the engineering." Discretion blinks, "You're considering retrofitting the Dominicons for gestalt technology?" Aries nods. "Scrapper says it's a waste of my time... but my time is for me to decide what to do with it..." o O (Interesting... she can speak the lingo...) Discretion hmmms, "I suppose it could prove useful to have another gestalt. Though there does seem to be an abundance of them in the Empire at this point." She pauses, "Have you taken possible psychological consequences of adapting the team to fight as a single being?" Aries quirks a brow. "My... intelligent questions. I'm unused to hearing them, considering most of the dimwits we have serving the Empire." He smiles a bit. "I've been reading extensively over your psychological profiles since your arrival... likely, at some point, I may have you submit to another battery of psychological screening and testing. It wouldn't do for you all to act like, for instance... Devastator." He shrugs. "Just don't tell Scrapper I said that... he's fiercely protective of them." Discretion eeps, "Have you taken possible psychological consequences of adapting the team to fight as a single being into account?" Aries grins. A different way of asking the same question? Discretion says, "No I just forgot to finish the question" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Statistics on Discretion [Decepticon] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Strength: 411 [411] Intelligence: [835] Technical: [943] Agility: 700 [700] Endurance: 410 [410] Courage: [664] Firepower: 410 [410] Dexterity: 659 [659] Leadership: [586] Modes: Robot Jet Current Mode: Robot Velocity1: 100 Armour1: 4 Size1: 10 Velocity2: 2030 Armour2: 4 Size2: 19 Attacks1: Punch (1) Kick (2) Optic_Gouge (3) Roundhouse (3) Bash (4) Speed-Kick (5) Throw (5) Blaster (1) Cutting-Laser (2) Laser-Pistol (3) Laser (4) Electrical_Shock (6) Electricity-Surge (8) Attacks2: Blaster (1) Laser (4) Electrical_Shock (6) Electricity-Surge (8) Abilities1: Flight Enhanced-Senses Jamming Extended-Radio Abilities2: Flight Infrared Intercept Enhanced-Senses Extended-Radio Skills: Fancy-Footwork Long-Suffering Multi-Tasking Networking Scouting ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Aries thought it made perfect sense as-is... just me, I guess :) Discretion shrugs, "It's just that I like to know more about what's going on." She smiles again, optics twinkling, "Maybe it's part of my nature, considering my function...." Aries nods. "I think that my original function was to have been something along the lines of espionage and counter-espionage... until my personality showed a much more technical slant than originally conceived." He hmms. "Perhaps sometime we could examine each other's handiwork... give each other new ideas. A fresh perspective is always nice to have." Discretion hmmms, "Sure. Actually if you really want to take a look at some of my work I do have a little bit with me. I tend to carry around at least one project so I can work while I observe." She grins, "I've been blessed with the ability to split my attention many ways at once." Aries ahhs. "By all means..." He flips off the scanner. "My attention is all yours..." Discretion sits up and reaches into her subspace pocket and produces a rather ordinary looking box. The box fits in her hand as she holds it out towards you. She says, "It's not quite done yet but it's close." Aries takes it delicately, examining it closely. "I have a couple of projects like that, myself... a modification on the core gun that Amalgama and Amalgam used on us. Mine not being quite as potentially lethal, however... an offshoot of a different project that hopefully will work out as the simulations predict." Discretion nods, "I've not quite finished the mechanisms and circuitry on that. Hopefully once I'm completely done it will expand and contract depending upon the users wishes." An almost evil twinkle comes into her optics, "Though that's not all it does." Aries looks at you quizzically. "Do tell..." Discretion settles on the bed, "Well I got the idea from watching human television broadcasts. It's an offshot of what they call a 'Mongolian Torture Box'. It's nothing more than an ordinary box with a hole in it for the head and also places to chain and lock it shut." Her optics go to the box, "They would lock people in these and leave them in the desert to die from starvation and exposure to the sun." Aries snickers softly. "My... a little of the sadistic torturer in you?" He smiles. "Remind me to make certain I never offend you, then." Discretion chuckles, "Actually I'm making it for Delusion." You say "You won't tell her will you? It's supposed to be a surprise." Aries ahhs. "It isn't often I meet someone with a good grasp of engineering and technical matters... the only one I've known, other than Scrapper, is Sombersong..." He nods. "My lips are sealed... in the fear that you might build another one and use it on me..." He chuckles. Discretion giggles, "I wouldn't do that." She smiles, "It just sort comes naturally to me. The engineering and technical matters that is." Aries ahhs. "That's good... I still wouldn't wish to make you angry, though..." He hmms. "Perhaps, sometime... if you're interested... maybe you'd like to drop by my quarters? You can see some of my work there... or the computer files for them, at least..." Discretion nods, "I'd like that, and maybe you can help me finish up the box." Aries nods. "I can try... it seems that your work is quite good... which is rarely something I tell anyone. Usually, I'm pointing out every conceivable flaw in their design and how I could improve it by some un-Primus-ly factor... but your work is quite excellent." He hands the box back to you. "Besides... I like you. Perhaps I can make you into my protege, if you're interested... assuming that it would be allowed, of course, by Illarion... and by you..." Discretion smiles and tucks the box away again, "I think that could be most beneficial to the both of us." A deep, rich metallic purple mech body, with black trim, stands before you. He stands nearly twenty-five feet tall, with a fairly slender build. Wing-like protrusions extend from his back, seemingly like some sort of 'cape', which seem prehensile, as they are usually kept close around him. An exhaust port lines each arm, which are capable of being used as lasers for defense. His optics are the same shade of purple as his body, while most of the rest of his face are black. The Decepticon emblem is plainly visible on his torso. His voice, when he speaks, is soft and low. Aries nods. "Delusion said that I would find you interesting..." he admits, almost shyly, it seems. "I think she underestimated just how interesting I would find you, though..." Discretion smiles, "Really?" Her faceplate almost seems to take on a pinkish hue as she looks to the floor. Aries nods, his own facepalte probably beginning to do the same... even with his being black. "Yes, really... of course, I am curious as to how exactly you perceive me..." Discretion looks back up, her red optics not seeming quite so harsh and smiles. "Well I find you interesting as well. You also seem to be genuinely concerned about my welfare and that of my team. Whereas Scrapper would most likely just see us a subjects." Aries nods. "Probably so... you would have Sombersong to thank for that, since she is foremost a medic. She is my friend and mentor... and formerly my teacher." Discretion nods, "You are an apt pupil then." Aries awws. "Well... I was diligent in my studies." Discretion giggles, "I'll bet you were." Is that a blush on his faceplate? "I bet you'll be just as capable, given the right guidance... if not more so." Discretion winks, "I'll guess we'll just have to see." Aries ahems, and pulls at a metal plate... like the typical guy pulling on his collar. "Now I think you're teasing me a little..." he accuses playfully. Discretion feigns innocence, "Moi? Why would I do a thing like that?" Aries smirks. "I think you know..." He steps just a tad closer to you, just to see your reaction to his closing-in movement. Discretion's optics widen a bit as she watches you approach. Aries hmms, looking at you. "Why were you teasing me, mmm?" Discretion glances down at the floor then back up at you, "It seemed the thing to do." Aries quirks an optic ridge. "Why, though? Just to see how I'd react?" Discretion lowers her head and speaks a bit softer, "A...a little." Aries hmms, leaning slightly against the bed. "Did I react the way you wanted me to? Or were you searching for something different?" Discretion almost whispers, "I wasn't trying for anything..." Aries ohs. "I've embarrassed you..." He sighs. "Social interaction isn't exactly one of my strong points, unfortunately..." Discretion shakes her head, "It's okay, I'm not exactly the socialite some of my sisters are." Aries reaches down and gently, though awkwardly, pats your hand. "I think you're fine just the way you are..." he says quietly. Discretion looks up at you and smiles, her optics searching yours. "Really?" she asks as though your answer is imperitive to her. Aries nods. "Normally I wouldn't think of letting anyone this close to me... much less invite them to my quarters just from a first meeting and a first impression... but I do reserve the right to make exceptions to that, don't I?" Discretion smiles shyly and nods, turning her hand over and gently squeezing yours. Aries blushes just a tad again, and slowly squeezes back. "If I'm not careful, I might like this too much..." he says with a soft chuckle. "But somehow, I don't mind..." He slowly lifts your hand, as if to kiss it. Discretion's faceplate defiantly takes on a pink hue as she lower her eyes. She smiles and says, "I'm enjoying this...." Aries lifts your hand up, and softly kisses it, then looks at you. "So am I..." Discretion looks up at you from the top of her optics, "It's not often I find a gentlemech around here." Aries hmms. "Probably because they're all trying to act their definition of 'mechly'... which is closer to idiocy, I have to say, considering what I've seen..." He smiles. "I'm going to have to go... need to recharge, plus do some more work..." He smiles a bit. "May I see you again?" Aries is gonna have to run... it's 3am here... :( Discretion smiles and nods as she leans closer. "Of course you may." She says and impulsively places a kiss on your cheek. Discretion nods, "It's 2 out here." Aries blinks his optics, blushing furiously now. "Well... thank you for coming down... I'm glad we met and got to talk..." o O (Oops... I didn't finish her readings... ah well, it can wait.) Aries snugs. Thanks for the RP... night! Discretion nods and smiles as she slips off the bed, "So am I, Aries." She squeezes you hand again before walking out of the medbay with a bit more swish in her step, presumably for your benefit and not the gumbies. Discretion smiles and snugs, "It was fun." Aries mmms as she leaves. o O (My... and you thought you'd never find anyone interesting... silly Aries...) Aries waves. Sleep well. Aries has disconnected.