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measured_words) wrote2007-12-27 07:43 pm
measured_words) wrote2007-12-27 07:43 pm
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Dart Origins Part 2 - teaser
Also known as 'what i have got so far' :) I'm working on it, but I need to expand my ideas in my head before I can make them work on paper. In anycase...
The next part of Dart’s story is from Wheeljack!
Autobot Moon Base 2, In Orbit of Cybertron
“You’re building a what?” I ask. Phreak’s a neat lady, but I never had her figured for an engineer.
“Not sure what I’m calling it yet. Some kind of…. Deployable automated reconnaissance transmitter.” She dumps her armload of spare parts unceremoniously on the worktable. I lent her space in the temp lab to work. Temp lab, yeah right. It’s been ages since the Deceptidicks swiped most of Cybertron. Ratchet and Hoist like to say I call it temporary because it blows up so often, but hey, what’s science without a few explosions?
“A D.A.R.T., huh? Sort of like Roller, then?”
“I guess so.” She started sorting the pieces she’d collected without looking up. “Not tapped in to me the same way. More independent.”
“But not autonomous.” Yeah, she’s a bit of an odd one. Lonewolf type. Doesn’t need no one, or so she likes to think.
She pauses but shakes her head. “No.”
“Transforming?”
“Maybe.”
I can’t help but chuckle. This is starting to sound like one of my ideas. “You’re just making this up as you go along, aren’t you?”
“…Maybe.” She grins, but it’s strained. Ratchet told me about how her last mission went south. I think everyone herd the rag-out she got from Prowl, whether we wanted to or not. No wonder she wants to build herself a buddy. “I’ve never done this before, but I’m sure I can figure it out.”
“I bet you can!” She’s a sharp one, that’s for sure, if a bit standoffish at times. Still, it looks like a fun project. “Let me know if you want a hand.”
“Err… Yeah, I’ll do that.”
“Sure.” Yeah right she will. Come on, my designs aren’t that volatile! At least when they do work, they work great. “I need to roll – patrol duty.” Oh, I should probably warn her about the box of electrognats. And that half finished aural compression bomb. And… Well, slag! “Just, ah… Don’t touch anything, okay?”
The next part of Dart’s story is from Wheeljack!
Autobot Moon Base 2, In Orbit of Cybertron
“You’re building a what?” I ask. Phreak’s a neat lady, but I never had her figured for an engineer.
“Not sure what I’m calling it yet. Some kind of…. Deployable automated reconnaissance transmitter.” She dumps her armload of spare parts unceremoniously on the worktable. I lent her space in the temp lab to work. Temp lab, yeah right. It’s been ages since the Deceptidicks swiped most of Cybertron. Ratchet and Hoist like to say I call it temporary because it blows up so often, but hey, what’s science without a few explosions?
“A D.A.R.T., huh? Sort of like Roller, then?”
“I guess so.” She started sorting the pieces she’d collected without looking up. “Not tapped in to me the same way. More independent.”
“But not autonomous.” Yeah, she’s a bit of an odd one. Lonewolf type. Doesn’t need no one, or so she likes to think.
She pauses but shakes her head. “No.”
“Transforming?”
“Maybe.”
I can’t help but chuckle. This is starting to sound like one of my ideas. “You’re just making this up as you go along, aren’t you?”
“…Maybe.” She grins, but it’s strained. Ratchet told me about how her last mission went south. I think everyone herd the rag-out she got from Prowl, whether we wanted to or not. No wonder she wants to build herself a buddy. “I’ve never done this before, but I’m sure I can figure it out.”
“I bet you can!” She’s a sharp one, that’s for sure, if a bit standoffish at times. Still, it looks like a fun project. “Let me know if you want a hand.”
“Err… Yeah, I’ll do that.”
“Sure.” Yeah right she will. Come on, my designs aren’t that volatile! At least when they do work, they work great. “I need to roll – patrol duty.” Oh, I should probably warn her about the box of electrognats. And that half finished aural compression bomb. And… Well, slag! “Just, ah… Don’t touch anything, okay?”