July 18th, 2003
~Enfilade(D), Lancer(A), Silentlight(A), Whiplash(D), Nosecone(A), Skydagger(D), Solar(D), Dirge(D), Cinder(D)

Deadlands

     The deadlands of Cybertron stretch out for nearly a quarter of the planet. Originally a test bed for Decepticon weapons, the area turned into a massive waste dump area when it was abandoned. The area is littered with bits and pieces of Transformers, bodies of nearly any and every native creature built, old machine parts and just about every manner of debris imaginable. The area proved to be a natural battlefield, just by virtue of the random cover and entrenchment possibilities, but both sides soon grew tired of fighting over a worthless piece of property, instead regarding it as a bit of a border or demilitarized zone between regions. There's life here, if one looks for it, but at first glance, there is apparently nothing worth wasting time on here.


Lancer [Robot] [A] 
Silentlight [Emergency Hover-Transport] [A] 
Cinder [Robot] [D] 
Enfilade [Robot] [D]

Obvious Exits:
 -U- Up leads to Sky above Ruined Outpost
 -N- North leads to Meteorite Flats
 -E- East leads to Ruined Outpost
 -W- West leads to Waystation

-Enfilade, with a handful of other Decepticons, approaches the Deadlands carrying a white flag on an ornamental pace stick, carrying a laser core in her hand. She murmurs to her troops, "Hold your fire. We're here to talk, not fight. I want Cinder's core back and I want it peacefully...you're here only to give me backup if the Bots decide to use this whole thing as an ambush or some such. In /that/ case you can feel free to light up your guns...just remember...CInder's helpless, and so is..." she looks down at the laser core in her hand.
-Lancer enters and looks around at the situation. The Decepticons Enfilade and Moonlight were there, along with the laser core that belonged to Cinder...the Decepticons were under some white flag of truce.
-Moonlight holds up her hands in mock defense. "Hey, remember me? The one who doesn't like guns?" she says, an ammount of levity in her tone that doesn't quite fit with the errand they are on. But when it comes to talking peacefully, Moonlight's pretty good. It might be because it's the one thing that's kept her alive so far. "Think it's going to come to a fight?" she asks, a bit more sombrely.
-A hover transport approaches from the opposite direction, being followed by a small fleet of other vehicles. They all slow down as they approach the Decepticons. Once they have all stopped, they uniformily transform and in the front is Silentlight holding the laser core of Cinder in his right hand.
-Enfilade grumbles, "No. The Bots want this back." She tosses the core casually, but is very careful to keep a good grip on it. She takes a step forward now, approaching the Autobots and driving the white flag into the ground in front of them.
-Lancer sees Silentlight come in and heads over to Silentlight...."What's the situation here, Silentlight?"
-Moonlight stands to Enfilade's left, but behind her slightly. After all, she's the leader type, she's bigger, and she's tougher. Three excellent reasons to stand behind her instead of in front or close beside. She nods to the Autobots by way of keeping the atmosphere friendly rather than otherwise. And Moonlight is an expert on friendly...too much so at times.
-Enfilade hopes, please Primus, that Moonlight can at least fool the Bots into looking like a soldier...at least she's up against...a medic and, she doesn't know Lancer all that well but the sides are probably in the Cons' favour if it comes to a fight. Let's hope it doesn't. "I'm here," she starts off quietly, "Because we each have something the others want."
-Whiplash skulks in from the west, having been scouring around near the waystation looking for something else entirely - but she thought she picked up some motion out this way, and moves to investigate, keeping to any possible cover.
-Silentlight quickly scans the Decepticon ranks before him, and compares it to the array of Autobots behind him. He notes several... familiar Decepticons... but decides to hope for a more peaceful resolution. He responds, "In a manner of speaking, yes." He then holds up the core, showing it to everybody that is in fact active and undamaged. "It appears that we both prepared for the worse, now let us hope the worst does not come."
-Lancer looks at Silentlight...."Looks like it's you and me, old friend...." He looks at the laser cores..."Okay, so, you wish to exchange that laser core for the one we have?"
-Moonlight doesn't know about convincing anyone she's a soldier, but she certainly looks calm and at ease, which might be the next best thing. After all, if the people look confident, then it's more likely that they can deal with whatever is thrown at them. She looks about herself with keen interest, but fails to look paranoid as most people would.
-Enfilade nods. "I believe it's been conclusively proven that Cinder was not responsible for those murders. He's our trainee and we want him back. And we're willing to offer in trade....." she holds out the core "....one of yours, an Autobot from the 121 Peacekeeper Corps."
-Lancer looks to Silentlight..."What do we do, Silentlight? Do we have evidence that this Cinder was not the culprit?"
-Whiplash settles behind a small mound of debris from which she can peer out and watch the procedings. Never hurts to have an unexpected attacker in reserve, if such should become necessary. Though she's not up on exactly what this exchange is about, she scans the positioning of the enemy forces for any suspicious activity.
-Enfilade is holding out a core she has loudly announced to be that of an Autobot, and is asking for Cinder's core in return. "I believe you will find the exchange fair....one of your trainees, for one of ours."
-Moonlight puts her hands on her hips, in hopes that she looks even /slightly/ more imposing that way, one ready to go for her gun if she /really/ has to. But she doesn't think this will end poorly. It sounds like a trade, nice and simple. One good for another. Of course, Cinder's core is more than just 'a good', but in theory it's all the same. But she smiles at the whole situation; no sense in scowling, that isn't good trading policy.
-Nosecone is hardly suspicious, but he's definitely late. He's currently ambling towards the others from the direction of Iacon.
-Silentlight nods slowly, scanning his databanks for any reference of the 121 Peacekeeper Corps. He then listens to Lancer and nods slowly, though keeping his attention towards the Decepticon. "If I may suggest, the cores should be exchanged by given our respective cores to someone of the other faction."
-Enfilade nods, "Sounds fair...Moonlight, stand by to receive Cinder's core." She holds out the Bot core to...whoever volunteers to take it.
-Silentlight nods, "Lancer, do the same."
-Nosecone finally reaches the group. "Sorry 'm late" he mutters, before glancing warily at the Decepticons.
-Lancer accepts the offer..."I'll accept for the Autobots, Silentlight..."He approaches to accept the Autobot core.
-Moonlight's mouth quirks in amusement at the approach of Nosecone. It might do him some good to see the Decepticons in a nice, peaceful trade. In fact, she suspects it will do herself some good to see them in a nice, peaceful trade. Oooo, and she gets to participate too. With a disarming smile she steps forward to recieve the core. In the back of her mind she is amused that she gets to touch 'Cinder' and he can't do a single thing about it.
-Enfilade is as good as her word and drops the Autobot core into Lancer's hand.
-Silentlight is slightly annoyed at Nosecone's tardiness, but there is nothing he can do about it. He then precariously holds the core out towards Moonlight. He waiting for Enfildae's actions. He then carefully sets Cinder in Moonlight's hands.
-Lancer takes the laser core of the Autobot core and hands it to Silentlight...."Now, we exchange for Cinder, as agreed."
-Silentlight accepts the core, quickly examines it to make sure it is legitimate and the puts safely into subspace. He the bows slightly and says, "I am happy that we were able to make this transaction peacefully."
-Enfilade sees Silentlight looking at her and gives him what must be a sly smile under the mask from the sparkling of her optics. "I now presume Cinder is getting cold without his body and I intend to take him home and correct that situation. I can only presume you will do the same for our poor peacekeeper..."
-Moonlight curls her fingers around the core carefully and holds it to herself so that she can't drop it. Someone's life is in her hands quite literally, and she can't afford to botch this. With a nod of her head towards Silentlight, she slowly starts walking back towards the other Decepticons. Ever so carefully she offers it to Enfilade. "That went well," she comments.
-Nosecone mutters to Silentlight: "... ... ... one ... ..."
-Enfilade nods, picking up the white flag and beginning to walk away, looking back over her shoulder often. Is she afraid of the Bots attacking or is she watching to see what they do with that core?
-Lancer nods..."The Autobot Core is safely with Silentlight. It's now our job to get him back online."
-Whiplash bares her fangs silently. It can't be this easy, surely. She draws her legs under her in preparation to leap out of hiding if it should be necessary. As Enfilade walks away, she stays in place, watching the Autobots suspiciously.
-Silentlight slowly turns around and follows suit, walking back towards Iacon.
-Moonlight also stays in place, curious to see what will happen. Unlike some other 'Cons, she actually thinks the Bots, well /these/ Bots anyhow, will just take their core and leave. She stands in her posture and just watches them, keeping her nonhostile expression.
-Not until the Autobots too show signs of withdrawing, does Whiplash stir from her vantage point and slowly, slowly follow her own side.
-Enfilade lets out a deep breath as if letting something go, transforms, and heads for Darkmount.
-Nosecone looks somewhat confused, as if he's trying to work out whether to be relieved or suspicious. For how, he'll settle for relieved.  Nosecone smiles wryly. "Well.. seeya." he remarks to Moonlight, then follows the others.

Darkmount - Repair Bay

     Much like the adjacent research lab, the equipment here is showing signs of age, but is kept in a serviceable condition. Two automated repair drones lie against the far wall, though each is obviously missing a few parts...apparently they've been salvaged for someone else's benefit. The once well-stocked parts closets now contain mostly empty shelves and bins. Several dozen repair tables of various sizes are arranged in rows in the middle of the room.

Cinder [Robot] [D] 
Whiplash [MedusaSaur] [D] 
Enfilade [Robot] [D] 
Skydagger [Robot] [D] 
Drone Medic 
Redline's Side Office 
AutoMedic 
Dartboard 
Serdidymus 
Medical Terminal

Obvious Exits:
 -S- South leads to Darkmount - Regeneration Spa
 -E- East leads to Darkmount - Medical and Science Level
 -W- West leads to Darkmount - Cryochamber

-Enfilade enters the room and deposits Cinder's laser core on the table.
-Whiplash trails after the others, some distance behind, being curious now as to what that was all about. Finally making her presence apparent, she leaps lightly up onto one of the repair tables so she can get a look at the thing Enfilade put down on the table.
-Skydagger is sitting at a computer terminal reading some stupidity. Movement and sound catches her attention and turns to see what it is. "Oh, Commander," she says, rising to her feet. "What can I do for you?"
-Moonlight waves to Skydagger as she walks in. She's in a rather good mood at the moment, and her movements and expression show it. But she says nothing for now, content to just watch and see what happens.
-Enfilade says, "Guess who." She points to the core. "It's Cinder...and...he needs his body back."
-Whiplash's glowing-violet optics narrow a little. "Might want to check it for bombs and listening devices," she suggests. She really *can't* imagine that could have gone so smoothly.
-Moonlight makes a face at Whiplash's suggestion. It's good sense though, what she says, but that doesn't mean that she has to like it. Why shouldn't something turn out nicely for once? Might mean there's hope yet for Cybertron.
-Skydagger almost blinks, but not quite. "And who might Cinder be?" She inclines her head slightly upon hearing Whiplash's words, then looks back to Enfilade. "Okay. Before I do anything, mind giving me some background information?
-Enfilade says, 'Decepticon recruit. Got framed for Murder and the Bots captuerd him. Check the core for booby traps and then restore him to life."  Enfilade says, "We got the core back by doing a little...er...trade.' She doesn't quite look at WHiplash, sensing Lash may not like the idea of an even exchange....
-Whiplash prompts, "You did trade 'em something ... "interesting," I take it?"
-Enfilade opens her mask and gives Whiplash a secretive smile, "Let's just say, they didn't exactly get Decepticon Enemy #1."
-Moonlight finally situates herself someplace that she can see what Skydagger is doing, but not be in the way. And her attentiveness isn't just idle curiosity this time. One day she might have to do something like this, if things turn out according to plan. And if not, then at least it won't be because she didn't pay attention. She sighs inwardly at Whiplash's promptings. That femme has a one track mind.
-Skydagger grimaces slightly. She's about to ask for more details, but decides it's irrelevant. She steps over to a computer and sits down. "Cinder, you say his name was?" she asks, and starts typing before getting an answer.
-Whiplash smirks a bit, and seems satisfied with that. She peers over at the Decepticon core and remarks, "Not like that one was 'Bot enemy number one either, if I recall. But, can't leave one of our own to the 'Bots."
-Enfilade nods. "He was a recruit at the War Academy. You should have his blueprints on file."  Enfilade says to Whiplash, "Cinder was only a trainee. He needs time...and a chance...to learn. I mean to give it to him. The other core, for your information, is also a trainee."
-Skydagger nods and raises a finger without looking up from the display, having already pulled the files up and reading the information.
-Whiplash nods and settles down on the table to observe - momentarily forgetting that she's voluntarily put herself into her most hated room, without even the excuse of visiting an injured friend.
-Enfilade sits herself down next to Whiplash. She's not going to mention to Lash that she's surprised to see her friend in the med bay...not going to mention that...at all....
-Moonlight also refrains from mentioning it. Whiplash is hardly reasonable where med bays are concerned. She wonders how the femme would react to know that she is planning on becoming a medic? Well, no point in bringing it up until she needs to.
-Solar comes striding in and leans against the doorjam.
-Cinder's core sits there, making a shadow on the table.
-Whiplash partially rises with a soft growl as the new arrival announces his presence by throwing a dart, but then settles again as she recognizes who it is. Instead she looks over toward the procedure with some curiosity.
-Enfilade waves to Solar and points triumpahntly to the core. "Look what I got....traded the Bots for it."
-Skydagger finishes reading and has some information transferred to two datapads, then stands up. She looks around the medbay at all the assembled people and scowls. Thinking quickly, she turns to Moonlight. "Moonlight, you will pay attention now." To the others, she says, simply and curtly but not rudely, "Please no interruptions," she says right as Enfilade starts speaking to Solar, so she arches a ridge crossly.
-Solar says, "If'n ya gave em more than one of Moonlight's hats ya got jipped. And Lash you shoulda known it was me that threw the dart. Hit the Bullseye didn't it?"
-Moonlight gives Solar a brief, "Heya Boss," before turning to Skydagger with a nod. She takes off her hat and tucks it away into sub-space so that she gets a clear, unshaded view of the procedure.
-Whiplash counters, "Where I spend most of my time, something darting past my head is usually a sign of trouble," but then she falls silent, wondering why Moonlight, of all people, is being directed to pay close attention.
-Enfilade says, 'They got a core, Solar, just like we did."
-Solar says simply "Whose?"
-Skydagger, completely oblivious to everyone else in the room, takes the core and begins explaining to Moonlight as she begins to examine it for explosive traps or listening devices. "This is a core..."
-Enfilade grins. "I, shall we say, stacked the deck..." she leans back, in a surprisingly good mood.
-Moonlight wants to say, "I kinda figured that," but decides that sarcasm isn't going to win her any points with Skydagger. So she nods politely, attentively.
-Solar mutters to Whiplash: "Moonlight is ... medic training. Since she ... shoot ... ... ... can put ... ... together. If ... can figure ... which ... of ... ... ... ... ..."
-Whiplash gives Solar a surprised look, then studies Moonlight more carefully.
-Skydagger slowly, carefully examines the core for anomalies, explaining as she goes. Well, more just talking aloud about what she's doing, which she usually does anyways. Satisfied, she hands Moonlight one of the datapads. "Read that," she says, and hands another pad to a drone and sends it off to fetch ctuff.
-Whiplash mutters to Solar: "... can ... just  ... ... needs to ... ... ... ... instinct. ... been telling ... she's ... failure ... a ..."
-Solar shakes his head at Lash "She did it all by herself"
-Enfilade gives Whiplash a glance.....no need to rub it in that Moonlight isn't much of a soldier....
-Skydagger looks up at Solar, then at Whiplash, face somewhat annoyed by hearing words here and there. "Either speak aloud or keep quiet. I'd prefer the latter."
-Moonlight accepts the pad and begins to read. Although not formally educated, Moonlight is quick to learn and is no stranger to reading, which might surprise some people. She nods to herself as she absorbs the content of the datapad.  She also tries to ignore all the whispering going on in the background...why hadn't someone been kind enough to make her with super-senses?
-Whiplash rumbles a soft growl.
-Solar just picks up another dart instead of talking more.
-Cinder's core keeps sitting there
-Enfilade says, "Skydagger, can you get Cinder reactivated?"
-Moonlight finishes with the pad. She has some questions, but she'll ask latter when there's less people around. Unless Skydagger actually needs her to /do/ something. If she does, she hopes that everyone won't decide to stand around and watch.
-Skydagger nods. "Yes. It will take some work, since I'll have to rebuild the fuselage from scratch. But it's just a question of time, not difficulty." She's about to add something else, but closes her mouth instead of vocalising. Meantime the drone has returned with a large cart of metal and scurries off again to bring more stuff. She glances at Moonlight. "You understand what was written there?"
-Moonlight considers the question. "I got most of it, but there were a few spots that weren't really clear." She smiles slightly. "Of course, I never thought I'd learn /this/ much about Cinder, but I guess that's an occupational hazzard, isn't it?"
-Solar says, "Just don't cut the blue wire....or is it the red?"
-Skydagger snaps her head at Solar and acidly says, "Shut up with the idiot comments or get out!"
-Whiplash growls more loudly now. "Touchy medics around here."
-Enfilade says to Skydagger," Take it easy, eh?"
-Moonlight hmmmms. "I'll try not to Solar," she says dryly. Moonlight isn't really phazed by the joking. She points to a few spots on the datapad. "This here seemed a bit ambiguous and that there seems to contradict something written earlier."
-Skydagger looks at Whiplash with a scowl and ready to make another sour comment, then turns to Enfilade. After a moment of forcing calmness over herself, she says quietly, "Though not difficult, this work is delicate. Idiotic comments don't help..."
-Whiplash scowls back at Skydagger, then lowers her voice to mutter to Solar, "Here's hoping Moonlight learns just the techniques, not the attitude."
-Solar says, "Idiotic like yelling at a mech with enough explosives on him to put you into orbit, or idiotic like stupid?"
-Moonlight grins. "Hey, if you guys don't want me accidently messing up later, you might want to let me listen," she says, tone light. It's hardly on level with Skydagger's reprimand; it's more like a little request. "Another medic is good for the Empire, right?"
-Skydagger drops what was in her hands and steps over to Solar, an acidic expression on her face. Calmly, quietly and with a voice edged as sharp as a murasame sword, she says, "I will thank you to not threaten me, else I'll disassemble you."
-Solar sighs and rolls his one optic. He reaches down and picks up the smaller femme medic with one hand. "Who was threatening you? I was simply asking you a question. Now shut up and put Cinder back together or I'll feed you to a Transorg....Now THAT is a threat. See the difference?"
-Skydagger mutters 'idiot' under her nose, then says, "Set me down, now, and get to the smelter outta my medbay!" Her voice gets sharper and louder with each word.
-Moonlight folds her arms. "Um, what happened to the theory that we are all on the same side?" She rubs her Decepticon sigigl. "Remember this little thing? It means something you know."
-Solar simply lets go. "Back to work"
-Whiplash says, "Come on, Solar. Let's go find a more open space. Let 'em finish their job, at least." More quietly she mutters, "As long as they're not tinkering around on me."
-Solar nods and turns around "Just wait till Skydagger gets the bill for her next shipment of parts"
-Skydagger narrows her optics at Solar. "I don't tell you how and when to do your work, kindly do not presume to dictate the same to me. Unless you wish to perform my duties yourself." She snorts. "I didn't think so. Now then," she says, and gestures to the door.
-Moonlight waves to the two as though there was no tension. "See you later Solar, 'Lash," she says cheerfully.
-Cinder is still just a core.
-Skydagger smirks a satisfied smirk as Solar and Whiplash leave, then turns back to Moonlight just as the drone returns with another cart of things. "Now then. Do you want to try to build the aural circuits as per the datapad?" she asks, gesturing at the cart - the requisite parts are there.
-Moonlight nods her head. "Sure. I think I have a good grasp on it, and you're here to ask if I'm uncertain. That's the best way to learn, right?" She seems somewhat relieved that Whiplash and Solar have left. The last thing she needs is something else for the other Cons to nitpick at her for.
-Skydagger nods. "Indeed. If you're in the slightest unsure about something, ask. Never guess." With that she turns and removes a number of things from the cart and her hands begin to move quickly and deftly, assembling a vocal unit with an existing vocoder, but building everything else from scratch.
-Eager to get to work, Moonlight picks out the tools and components she'll need, referring often to the datapad. It looks like she's not leaving much to chance here. She certainly doesn't work with the speed that an accomplished medic would, but she's also being very thorough. What she does accomplish is often quite good, as she sacrifices quickness for quality. Eventually she gets stumped and has to ask Skydagger for assistance.
-Skydagger works with practiced quickness, assembling the vocal unit. She looks at Moonlight as she asks a question, then answering it, goes back to the vocal unit. Once it is finished, she sets it aside and checks the datapad, and selecting a few pieces of metal, steps to the lathe and begins milling some parts.
-Ah, so /that's/ where that do-hickey goes. Interesting. Once informed, Moonlight doesn't need to ask again and she continues her work. Eventually she pauses to have Skydagger look over what she's done so far. Having Cinder turn deaf would not be good, not at all. For one, it would ruin her career as a medic, for two, Cinder's already touchy enough as it is.
-Skydagger pauses with the milling of metal to inspect Moonlight's work. "Very good. Now one more like that," she says, turning back to her own work.
-So far so good. Moonlight starts on the second one a little quicker, but she's still going at a rather slow pace. Just because she gets it right once, doesn't mean she can just start acting like an expert. Slow and steady might not win races after all, but that sort of attitude is much better here, while learning. When lives are at stake, she hopes to be good enough to move quickly, but for now thoroughness is the key.
-As the two femmes work on Cinder, Dirge's optics slowly whir open. He shakes his head a few times as he turns online and stares at the ceiling lights for a few moments before turning his attention to the sounds of medical work taking place.  Dirge's optics blink with surprise.
-Skydagger finishes milling the parts, then steps over to the welding enclosure. Moonlight can learn about this later, she figures, so she leaves the other femme to working on the circuit board. She welds together the newly-milled parts - the internal cradel for the core and main system circuits.
-Moonlight finishes with the second aural unit and passes it on for inspection. "What do you want me to do next?" she asks.
-Dirge sits up and leans against the headrest, still watching the pair with mildly curious optics.
-Skydagger inspects the second piece and says, "Test the circuits. You will find the measuring devices over there," she says, gesturing to a table with an assortment of gadgets on it. Their use should be self-evident.
-Well, at least Moonlight won't have to wait to see how well she did. Nodding she moves over to the testing equipment and hooks up one, then the other, aural units.
-Skydagger sets the internal cradle down, then carefully installs the core. Once that is done, she takes the vocal unit and installs that, then installs a pre-existing CPU unit she modifies slightly. Then, she hooks the vocal unit up to the CPU, and the CPU up to the core.
-Moonlight watches with much interest as Skydagger works. She's quiet all the while and stays out of her way.
-Cinder is now a core in a skeleton.
-Dirge gestures to a nearby drone for some energon as he continues to watch.
-Skydagger looks to Moonlight. "Have you finished testing?"
-Moonlight nods her head. "They seem to be okay." Of course, she's never tested before either, but nothing was beeping or sending alert signals at her, so she figures it must be a good thing.
-Skydagger decides she'll doublecheck, and steps over to the testing table. She tests the circuit and finds one minor disorder, which she points out to Moonlight and explains. "It's within tolerances, that's why the test devices didn't alert." Then she proceeds to explain why this is so and how to improve it, then takes the two aural units and installs them into the cradle and hooks them up to the CPU. All that's needed is a power generation system, and Cinder can be brought online - though only hearing and speaking - no sight, no movement.
-Moonlight listens attentively. "How much longer before he gets the rest of the stuff?"
-Skydagger says, "that depends how long it takes us to build it."
-Dirge also listens, although most of what was said flew over his head. Silently he wonders what the pair are working on.
-Moonlight nods her head. "Fair enough." Then she waits for Skydagger to hook up what bits of Cinder.
-Cinder is now a skeletal Cinder who can't see or move.
-Skydagger fetches the power generation system from the cart and installs it into the cradle. She wires the systems together, fills the system with a small amount of energon, enough for about one hour of operation, and powers the system up.
-There's no real outward sign that the mech's able to hear and speak again. He's very silent, he murmers "Aurora" very softly.
-Dirge takes the offered piece of energon from the drone, and carefully imbibes it while continuing to watch.
-Moonlight stands back and lets Skydagger do what she needs to do. She doesn't know what sort of state Cinder will be in, so she lets the more experienced femme speak first.
-Skydagger narrows her optics curiously. Aurora? Who the frag is that? She looks at Moonlight questioningly, then shrugs and asks Cinder softly, "Who is Aurora?"
-Dirge leans forward. He did not catch what CInder had said, but notices the glances between the two femmes. Something interesting?
-Cinder's voice then emits, panicked almost, terrified "WHO AS PRIMUS DID THAT? LET JUST AM I? DECEPTICONS IT. OH THE ME GO I WHERE DO . YOU'RE IS AS BAD AUTOBOTS!"
-Skydagger blinks at the torrent of illogic. She shakes her head and makes an expression that would suggest that Cinder's sentence hurt her mentally in some way. "The frag," she mutters almost inaudibly, then speaks again softly to Cinder. "Cinder...can you hear me?"
-Cinder cuts off suddenly again at the voice, then whispers this time, the terror still there "Who that? Where me? Didn't do it... Innocent...
-Skydagger nods to Moonlight. "Thank you, you may leave now. I'll handle it from here."
-Moonlight nods. "Just let me know when you want me again." And she...leaves.
-Dirge optics blinks several times with confusion as he hears Cinder's calls, his hand pausing midway to his mouth.