It is about mid summer (July 1st 2006 ) a nice warm night with a cooling breeze at Autobot City (Tre forgot where it is located! XD) on the base there were still many bots hassling around the base for odd tasks.12/3/2009 #1 Report
(well im just gonna start things off!)
(PLOT NOTE: none of the OCs know each other! the base on Earth is by far large enough to have them on base without everyone noticing eachother for a while.)
Sam yawned as she walked down the huge hallway to Moodracer's room, the femme had asked her to stop by for a sec before she went off and hit the berth. Seems something or another was going to be going on tomorrow and her friend wanted to give her a heads up on it. She stopped in front of the huge door and pressed the button on the human level access panel. A moment later the door slide open. "Sammie, come in your just in time." Moon's bubbly voice called from inside the room.
Sam smiled and walked inside the room, glancing around the large room she spotted her friend sitting on a Cybertronian sized couch. She walked over to it and smiled at Moonracer. "So whats up Moon?" She climbed up onto the servo that was stretched to help her up.
Moonracer lifted her friend so she was sitting on her thigh armor. "It seems we have a lot of people personal on base so Optimus has been wanting everyone to come to the morning meeting at 0700 Astor hours."
Sam blinked a couple of times. "Seven O'clock in the morning? Everyone on base?" That many people in the large meeting room.. it was going to chaos.
Moon nodded her helm. "Yes, everyone has been asked to go and it will be announced in the morning during breakfast."
Sam groaned softly, "That IS breakfast time... darn it Optimus I am not going to get my beauty sleep in."
Moonracer giggled, "Neither will a lot of people, but its the only time we can get everyone together."
"Fiiiine, only because I know the big guy has a lot of his plate already.. but if i fall asleep its not my fault." The teen said in her own defense knowing it was going to happen.12/5/2009 #2 Report
(Mkay Rose~ Hope Tre doesnt kill you later for taking her first post XD)
Alex skimmed through the data pad that Hound had given him a couple of hours before. He was sitting in the common area of the West wing of the base on one of the couches just rereading the information of the pad. For some time now the Con activity had increased on different power plans, he was reading the reports from each of the plants on what had happened.
Hot Rod walked into the commons and looked at the blond reading the data pad. “Hey kid, what are you doing?” He walked over and looked over his shoulder to see what the data pad had up.
Alex rolled his eyes and he tilted the pad up for him to see. “The reports from the plants Hot Rod, Hound brought it to me and asked me to look it over for any similarities .”
The mech nodded his helm and stood up. “I was asked to let you know to attend tomorrow mornings meeting.”
Alex turned off the pad and looked up at Hot Rod, “Why? What’s going on?” He set the pad onto the coffee table in front of the couch and looked back up at Hot Rod. It was rare for people outside of the core group to be asked to go to the meetings.
Hot Rod dismissively shrugged, “Optimus is calling a meeting because there are a lot of new faces on the base both Autobot and human alike and he wants everyone to know everyone else so we can avoid having a Con sneak onto the base because people don’t know who is who and what not, you know?”
Alex nodded his head, “Yeah Okay, and that’s in… 6 hours. Looks like I will be taking an after noon break in my room then.”
Hot Rod snickered, “Got that right Kid, just don’t fall asleep when Kup is talking, he will roast you for it.”12/5/2009 . Edited 12/5/2009 #3 Report
(Rose! I will get you XD)
(Trivia note: Tre has been on the base longer than the others due to Prowl's influence.)
Treylenne hummed as she watched Red Alert work on another report, seems they just kept coming in one after another even at this hour at night. "Hey Red."
Red Alert looked up from his report at the young human sitting on his desk, she had a large sketch pad on her lap. "Yes Trey?" He smiled at her a little, he was pretty late for humans but she was still just as awake and lively as she was in the morning when others were groggy and still in defrag.
"I have noticed all of the new people on the base, and wouldn’t it be wiser to have humans in one section and bots in another? I mean for quarters, because I noticed it’s like a little disorganized it must be driving Prowl to glitches."
Red Alert picked up a data pad and glanced at it then nodded his helm. “Yes, we have had an increased amount of new personal lately that’s why Optimus has insist upon the meeting tomorrow so everyone will be able to have the personal roster updated and get to know everyone.”
Trey smiled and flipped through her sketch pad, “Well it makes sense, we can’t have just anyone freely moving around on the base without a data file and record or else we are just asking for yet another internal attack.” She looked sharply up at Red Alert, “No I am not saying we can’t trust the people on the base, I am just being cautious.” She knew Red well enough to cut him off before he could start.
Red looked uneasy for a moment before he nodded him helm. “Right, your right there is nothing to worry about..”
Tre smiled up at him as she laid down on her stomach and started to draw on her sketch pad. “Glad to hear it Red, you know you can trust me. I’ve been with you and the others for little over five years now, if I was going to lie to you, would have started before now.” She winked at the red mech and started to work on her drawing.12/6/2009 . Edited 12/6/2009 #4 Report
"What 'cha doin' out here so late?"
Acira slightly jumped and quickly turned to face the Autobot's Sub-Commander, Jazz. Her face began to blush as a wave of nervousness came over. "I-I'm sorry, Sir. I--"
The fourteen year old paused as the mech chuckled at her timorous ways. Jazz smiled down at the girl and knelt down so he wasn't towering over her so much, hoping to calm the girl's nerves. "Relax, girlie, you aren't in trouble. I'm jus' wonderin' why you aren't in bed yet," he said amiably.
Shifting her weight onto her left foot, Acira uneasily looked away from Jazz's glowing visor and back to the other end of the hallway. "I got bored. I'll.. I'll go back now," she murmured quietly, starting to retreat back to her quarters.
Jazz stood up and tilted his helm, slightly confused. "I didn't mean ya had to go back, but..." He trailed off, seeing that she was already walking quickly back to the room. "Jus' remember there's a meetin' at seven o'clock," he called after her. Acira glanced back and nodded in affirmation. "O-Okay. Thank you, Sir."
Jazz 'hmm'd curiously at the girl's behavior and began to head towards the command center.12/6/2009 #5 Report
Melanie was walking down the hallway going to her quarters she shared with Arcee, she was carrying two large boxes that towered over her head, they were light but big and awkward to hold, but Mel was doing fine with them. That is until she ran into something. She cringed as she fell back boxes slipping from her hold. But she didnt hit the floor, she had closed her eyes expecting the pain but she felt herself being cradled. She slowly opened her eyes to see what had happened..
Ironhide was staring down at her, boxes in his other hand and her in his left hand. "You okay kid?"
Mel smiled up at Ironhide and nodded her head, "Yes, thank you Hide guess i couldnt quit see over the boxes." She sheepishly admired.
Ironhide smirked and shook his helm, "of course you couldn't they are taller than you are girl."
Mel pouted slightly, "Fine, you want to help me take them to Arcee's room?"
Hide nodded, "Sure kid. You should be in bed, we all have a 0700 meeting."
Mel groaned as Hide started off for Acree's room, "your joking?"
"Sorry Kid, I'm not. Prime wants all of us in the meeting hall for some sort of meet and greet."
"Oh joy." Was all the teen could say.. she wasnt going to get any rest it seemed.12/6/2009 #6 Report
Trey yawned as she closed her pad and sat up stretching, she glance around the security office in the command center. She had been in here enough time to know the place pretty well, Prowl and Red had allowed her to follow them a lot of the time when she had first come onto the base, she had been around nine and not liked how big it was and didn't like being away from one of the people she trusted. Prime had allowed it, mostly because he seemed to have a spot place in his spark for younglings.
Red Alert glanced away from the data pad he was working on and watched Trey for moment, she seemed to be taking in the detailing of everything around her. She seemed to be more inquisitive that most humans. "What are you looking at Trey?"
Treylenne turned and looked up at Red and shrugged a little, "Just looking at the command center, memorizing things again. I still have a perfect recollection of my first time coming into here." She grinned, most likely all of the officers remembered that little event.
Red smiled, "Dont think anyone could forget it, Prowl walking into the command center, you even smaller on his shoulder, the Autobot military strategist with a small human femme in bright pink on his shoulder looking around wide eyed. And his expressionless faceplate topped it off, we still to do breem can not figure out how yougot him to allow you to sit up there."
Tre grinned up at Red and winked. "Forever my secret to take to my grave~"12/6/2009 #7 Report
Alex stood and picked up the data pad, "I'm going to go for a run around the track, ill see you at the meeting Hot Rod, try to stay out of trouble." He teased his friend as he jogged out of the commons to go to Hound's quarters to drop off the data pad before going for his run.
"Hey!" He heard Hot Rod call out as her left, he chuckled and continued down the hallway to where Hound's room way. At least I don't get lost anymore. That was a good thing, the base was prefect size for the Autobots, but it was really big for humans. Not that Alex cared, it was so interesting to just be on the base and get to see how things worked.12/6/2009 #8 Report
Sam had fallen asleep listening to music in her room that was connected to Moon's she was supposed to stay up and finish her work but there was always morning.
Moonracer was looking out at the stars from her large window when there was a knock on her door, she stood up and went over and had the door slide open. She was surprised to see Optimus standing in front of her door, she instantly stepped to the side to allow him to enter.
He nodded his helm and entered the room, "Is Samantha still awake?"
Moon shook her head, "She fell asleep not too long ago in her room. What can I do for you Optimus?"
"I was just checking on the girls is all, Treylenne spoke to me earlier about feeling oddly. So I was just seeing if it was just her or the others as well."
Moon looked thoughtful for a moment, "I dont remember Sammie mentioning any odd feelings, might just because Trey is high sensitive to this base now until the others she has been with us for a while. She might have noticed the silent changes that have been happening."
Optimus nodded his helm thoughtfully, it made sense.12/6/2009 #9 Report
Frustrated, Ace threw her covers aside and sat up, rubbing her forehead. So much for getting any sleep, she thought, frowning. Something was keeping her from sleeping; some kind of nagging feeling to do something... I guess I'm just anxious for the meeting. Acira slumped out of bed and grabbed a pair of sweats and a sweatshirt, hastily throwing them on. "Maybe a walk might help," she murmured to herself, snatching a hair tie. She quickly threw her hair up into a messy ponytail and peeked out into the hallway.
It was silent for the moment.
The teen barely smiled at her luck and then pursed her lips, blowing at some random tendrils of onyx black hair that had fallen over her face. She brushed them to the side and tiptoed out of her room, taking great care not to make a sound. The Autobots usually didn't recharge on the same schedule as the humans did, but she wanted to keep silent so that no one would notice her, or at least would not acknowledge her.
Acira started down the giant corridor, having no desired destination in mind. The only audible sounds were her socked feet softly padding against the floor in the early morning.12/6/2009 #10 Report
Alex slipped his ear buds into his ears as he jogged out of the base having given Hound back the data pad now he was heading off to the track for some quiet time with his music in the nice moon light of early morning since it was about 2:30AM, but it was still warm due to it being summer time. He had changed into his black sweat pants with a black tanktop on, yeah wearing black at night when you hand 'cars' rushing all over the place wasnt always the smartest thing in the world but thanks to Perceptor and Wheeljack that was taken care of. The two science officers had created a prototype beacon that emmited a soft pulsing sound so that when an Autobot in thier alt form was close to the becon it would alert them to the human. Smart idea, mostly for Hide so he would not end up crushing one of the humans in the hallway when he was in one of his bad moods.12/7/2009 #11 Report
Prowl silently walked into the Security center and into Red Alert's office, he had gone to Trey's room to inform the teen of the morning meeting since while she was always on time, she had a habit of being there a second or so before the time changed and she would have been late. While that was fine, much like many of the other Autobots on the base who she had taken after after becoming comfortable with all of them. She would need to help with this meeting this time, since she had been on the base for a total of 62 months, which was 271 weeks, and that was 1,899 days. She was the only human that had stayed on the base for so long. Of course that was due to Prowl stating for a fact that they owed her as much, which was seen as highly odd for his normal way but Optimus had agreed since non of her family could be located.
Prowl stopped as he saw the teen laying on Red Alert's desk asleep, her sketch pad was being used as her pillow. Prowl quirked one of his optic ridges as he walked closer. "I see she fell asleep again." He stated flatly.
Red Alert looked up at Prowl, then at the teen laying on the corning of his desk and chuckled a little. "Yes, she was going over her concerns over quarters with the increase of new human personal."
Prowl nodded his helm thoughtfully, "I see, well its 0250 now and she is going to have to be at the meeting early so it is a good thing she fell asleep, thought it her own quarters would have been better. She will be able to sleep till 0630."
Red nodded his helm, "I told her about the meeting, so she shouldn't be surprised. Ill take her to her quarters."
"No, ill do it I have to go that way anyway." Prowl scooped the teen careful as to not disturb her sleep.
Red Alert nodded his helm, "Thank you Prowl."
The white and black mech nodded his helm as he left the command center with the dozing teen in hand. He knew for a fact that she could sleep through being moved, having had to do this countless times over the years with the young teen constantly following him. It was 0300 she was only going to get 3 and a half hours of sleep before someone would have to wake her- and it wasnt going to be Prowl. Most likely he would make Jazz do it, the mech had a way with keeping the girl from falling right back into slumber after being woken up.12/18/2009 #12 Report
Alex yawned as he walked down the hallway returning from his jog, well that had taken up a lot of his energy which was good so he would be able to fall asleep right away so he could wake up in.... pit it was already 0400 so he was going to get about 2 hours of sleep get up at 0600 then head down and help with the meeting, the meeting was before breakfast.... but thank Primus there was going to be coffee, like anyone of the humans on base would really be able to do anything without their coffee in the morning.1/4/2010 #13 Report
Half asleep, Acira yawned and glanced back over her shoulder. I should probably get back to bed now... The girl slumped against the base's wall and continued to semi-sleepwalk back down the corridor, now having a greater desire to sleep than before. Her green eyes slightly widened as she heard footsteps approaching from the far end of the hall. Ace hissed a quiet curse and hid back in the shadows of the dimly lit hallway, hoping whomever it was wouldn't take any notice of her.
Jazz strolled down, followed by a curious-sounding Bumblebee. Both were conversing in Cybertronian, the former carrying a small stack of data pads and occasionally tilting one of the devices for the other mech to see. They passed by quickly, seemingly not noticing Acira's presence, and turned the corner to the control room, their metallic voices drifting away until they could not be heard anymore.
Ace slightly sighed with relief and looked warily both ways before starting back towards her room. The sooner she could get there without being acknowledged, the better.1/8/2010 #14 Report
Prowl walked out of the Command Center with Trey cradled in his servo, dead sleep and showing no signs at all of waking up. She had really worn herself out again, lately she had been doing that more and more. Somehow she would always end up with either Prowl, Prime, First Aid, Red Alert, or Ratchet at night and they often times forgot she was human and did need to daily sleep and re energize. She was always lively it was easy for it to slip their metas, that was until she was curled up somewhere out of the way dead asleep. To the point where Ironhide had fired off his cannon and not even woken her up. But the next day, after she was up, even before getting anything she would be back to her happy and hyper self and then get some form of confectionery or caffeine.
But she had just recently started to get worse about it, before she would at least try to go back to her quarters but she hadn't done that over the past solar cycle. While Ratchet grumbled saying she must have just been wearing herself out more due to her workload, First Aid brought up another topic that spiked concern for all of the bots, well all of the bots besides Sunstreaker and Sideswipe had been told about it and also the Major had been brought into it since she was apart of NEST. First Aid believed that the now teenager was silently seeking something from the rest of them. At first none of them had much of a clue till Jack brought up the fact that her family had been taken from her over five solar cycles ago and none of them had ever seen her go into morning or any stage that most would if in her same position.
Then after several hours of talking about the matter the all of the bots had come to conclusion that it was quite possible Trey had hid how she was feeling for all of this time and she might have been to the point where she could no longer keep whatever was bothering her to herself and was seeking something. Prowl had a slightly different idea that he had informed to Prime, Jazz, First Aid and Red Alert. He had a strong feeling that she might have been having trouble sleeping by herself and that's why she was passing out more and more. And why she didn't try to go back to her room. Either reason was close enough but no one was too keen on the idea of asking her about it, because there was a good chance it might bring her to an emotional state she couldn't get back out of.
Prowl smiled down at the teen and walked down the hallway to where her quarters were, well that was until he heard the sound of voices coming down the hallway, he glanced back and saw Jazz with Bumblebee, so they were still working it seemed.1/9/2010 #15 Report
Jazz was about to answer yet another one of Bumblebee's questions when they ran into Prowl. He set the datapad he was currently holding back own on the pile in his other servo. "Prowler! What's..." The mech trailed off as he caught sight of the snoozing form in Prowl's servos. Bumblebee peeked out from beside Jazz and waved cheerfully at the Autobot SIC, smiling brightly. "Hey Prowl!" he greeted chipperly. The yellow mech pause as he took a closer look at the body Prowl was holding. His blue optics widened as he quickly moved forward to get an even closer inspection of Trey. "Is she dead?!"
Jazz shook his helm and chuckled, gently tugging the smaller mech away from Prowl's precious cargo. "Relax, lil' buddy. She jus' sleepin'," he said, smiling. The saboteur glanced up at Prowl, an optic ridge arched curiously. //Right?//1/9/2010 #16 Report
Prowl looked up Jazz and Bumblebee and smiled a little but (holy crap rare) and then nodded his helm. "She passed out again, this time with Red Alert in the command center. I was passing by when i spotted her. Im starting to think what First Aid was saying might have bee right." He glanced down at his servo, Trey was still deep in slumber having not at all stirred. //Jazz, from what I told you before about what i thought versus when First Aid thinks. She is refusing to go to sleep alone but I am not to sure how to deal with it.. Do you believe it would be a good idea to tell the Major? Since he might be able to connect with her better than we could...// Prowl wasnt one to ask for help or advice, but he was stumped when it came to Trey.1/9/2010 #17 Report
Bumblebee shrugged off Jazz's servo and peeked up at Trey's sleeping form again. "And what did First Aid say about it?" he asked, reaching up to poke the unconscious teenager.
Jazz slightly frowned and swatted down Bumblebee's servo, earning a huffing yellow bot in response. "No need ta wake her up now," he said, shaking his helm and grinning. //Probably since they're both humans... Plus he's got his daughter. Maybe that ought ta help him understand her better than us,// he suggested.1/9/2010 #18 Report
Prowl looked at Bee and smiled a little, getting an idea he held out his servo with the sleeping teen. "Do you want to carry her back to her quarters?" Now normally Prowl was never this nice, nor would he ever consider allowing anyone else to take over a task he started. But seeing how Bee just seemed to be curious and really he knew the bot wouldn't hurt her, why not allow him to take her? But then again, Prowl was never really his normal self around the currently sleeping girl. //Very true, it's almost 0500 he should be waking up soon since the meeting will start at 0630.// Trey wasnt going to get much sleep, but Prowl was sure she would be fine at least for an hour before she went and fell asleep again.1/10/2010 #19 Report
The young scout visibly brightened up; his blue optics began to glow brighter and he made happy, youthful clicks. The smaller mech nodded his yellow helm at his elder, eagerly holding out his servos to Prowl. He seemed too excited by the opportunity to be confused by the Autobot SIC's unnatural attitude. Bee was ambitious to get a closer look at the sleeping human teen.
Jazz snickered at the small yellow youngling. Seemed like Wheeljack's inquisitive ways had started rubbing off on the young 'Bot... //Right, right... I'm pretty sure the Major will be able ta get Trey ta open up a lil' bit.// The saboteur slightly frowned as he glanced down at the small form in Prowl's servos, slight sympathy rising in his spark. //Hm. Looks like the girlie won't be getting much sleep then...//1/10/2010 #20 Report
Prowl chuckled softly at just how eager Bee was, it was ... cute a word he knew would never use out loud but it was true. The youngling's behavior was cute, if only all of the younglings could have been like Bee he could think of a set of younglings everyone had been just about ready to give to Ratchet for a few cycles. Prowl carefully placed Trey into Bee's servos making sure her head wasnt over the edge and bending oddly, humans were oddly delicate at times. //Yes, but her schedule for the day is rather open so i am sure she will be able to fit in a small break for a rest when she needs it.//
Trey ever so slightly shifted her positioning on Bee's servos so she was more comfortable, and so she was facing the mech laying on her side on arm curled up her head acting as a pillow. But she didnt show any signs of being woken up from her changing of positions.1/10/2010 #21 Report
Bumblebee smiled brightly, remaining silent even though his voice probably wouldn't stir the girl from her deep sleep. The scout lifted his servos up to optic level and curiously scanned over the teen, having learned to run scans via Ratchet when the medic was not so busy and in one of his good moods. After a few moments of practice scanning, he carefully held the sleeping teen close to his chest and slowly walked over to where Trey's room was located.
Jazz chuckled quietly and shook his helm at Bee. The youngling could be so damn adorable at times. Then again, most younglings were that way. //Man, Ratch's gonna be on your guys' afts for her lack o' sleep, ya know...// he teased, smirking at the SIC. Ratchet was very cranky when it came to recharge and sleeping cycles for all on base. That and food.1/10/2010 #22 Report
Trey shifted again and snuggled up to Bee's chest more seeming very content with being close to the youngling.
Prowl smiled as he watched Bee with Trey, the youngling was careful with her.. Then something rather odd popped into his meta. Human younglings often times had a smaller form called a doll that often times youngling femmes took care of like it was their own living smaller youngling. Oddly enough that fit in some ways with Bee, he was a youngling and was taking care of a smaller being... where and why in pit had that popped into his meta in the first place? He focused his attention on Jazz. //Yes I am well aware of that, and that is the very reason why i am not going to be the one to wake her.//1/10/2010 #23 Report
Bumblebee smiled happily and sent a databurst to Trey's room, the door automatically sliding open. He slipped inside and glanced around for the teen's bed.
Jazz paused and arched an optic ridge at Prowl, giving the other mech a quizzical expression in return. //What...// Jazz's optics slightly widened and he quickly shook his helm. //Oh Pit no. I ain't wakin' her up! She's gonna rip a new one for anyone who tries to wake her up!// he retorted fervently. A sleepy Trey was never a nice Trey... A sleepy Trey that just got woken up was worse, much worse... Especially since the girl knew a Cybertronian's anatomy very well.1/10/2010 #24 Report
Trey's room held a lot of room to it, in the corner of her room there was her queen sized bed that had dark red sheets, then against the other wall there was her desk, and by the window there was a large window bench seat that looked like it had been turned into a make shift bed, the window was open part way and the lights were dimmed. On her desk there was a laptop and along with what looked like some sort of modified data pad that was dimly glowing.
Prowl smirked and crossed his arms, at least Jazz caught on... eventually. //No, the Major will~ we know already she can easily take one of us out if she is given the chance and she is in the 'right' mood.// Now the only Ratchet and First Aid had gotten out of her room still online after waking her up.1/10/2010 #25 Report
Bumblebee looked around curiously before quietly walking over to Trey's bed and pulling back the covers between two fingers. He carefully placed the sleeping teen on the bed and pulled the covers up to her shoulders, tucking her in. The small mech smiled brightly at his accomplishment before heading over to the window and fully shutting it with a finger. The young scout noticed the odd data pad on Trey's desk and scanned over it curiously. He'd never seen something like THAT on the base before...
Jazz's vents released hot air in a sigh of relief. //That works. Let's just hope she doesn't do any permanent damage ta the Major. Ironhide wouldn't be very happy...// The weapons specialist was still quite touchy and protective over his charge. Odd thing to see from a mech like Ironhide, but no one had the guts to question it.1/10/2010 #26 Report
Trey instantly pulled a pillow into her arms and huggled the pillow close to her chest and buried her face into the pillow. It was automatic as if it was what she always did and knew just where all of her pillows were without even being wake.
The datapad (Must show of my pretty: http://thevampiretrey.deviantart.com/art/Data-Pad-Design-Glow-149393238 ) on her desk was a lot more complex than any of the pads anyone on the based used. And on the screen there was text that read 'Prototype 006; Class A; 02% power;' the white text was blinking as the power was being drained from the pad with all of the keys and screens being lit up.
Prowl smirked and nodded his helm. //True, but i dont think he will get must of a chance to say a word.. if she still has that prototype cannon the Science department gave her. That fragging thing stings like pit.// And he knew very well she would use it in a spark beat if she was pissed off.1/11/2010 #27 Report
Bumblebee glanced back at Trey, making sure she was still asleep, before silently slipping over to her desk. The youngling crouched down by the softly glowing device and held up a servo, hesitant to touch it. It was like nothing else he'd ever seen anyone on the base have, with the exception of Wheeljack and Perceptor; those two were always inventing new things. After a moment of debating, the scout's curiosity won over caution: He poked one of the buttons, waiting to see what would happen.
. . .
Jazz slightly winced and moved a servo over a specific spot on his leg armor, remembering all too clearly of his last meeting with that Pit-spawned device. //Slag yeah it does. She got me right in the leg a lil' while ago...// he grumbled. //Who knew that thing could shoot all the way across the firing range?//1/11/2010 #28 Report
The data pad flared to life as Bee pressed one of the buttons. Loud music started to billow from the pad as a small holoform popped up from the small oval on the pad it was Trey dancing to the music all dressed up mic in hand and looked like she was performing for real. She was singing it seemed and then two other females popped up dancing behind her like back up dancers. ( Song: http://www.playlist.com/playlist/17790518795 ) She looked younger than she was now much younger like 12-13 but she had blond hair that was short unlike her long brown hair.
Trey shifted a little tightening her hold on the pillow but didnt wake up even with the blaring music from the datapad.
Prowl smirked, //It can go even farther than that if she calibrates it right. Seems they wanted to please Lennox by allowing her to be FAR from battle and still be able to hit cons... only she hasnt used it on one yet.// Prowl had also met the gun and pit if he was thrilled with it. He turned and looked at Trey's room where loud music was flowing out of her open door. "The pit..?" He walked over to her room wondering what the frag was going on..1/11/2010 #29 Report
Bumblebee's optics widened and he clicked in surprise. It looked like a very young Trey... And it was playing music loud enough to wake up Trey. His surprise was quickly smothered by fear and panic as he pressed buttons, trying to turn the blasted thing off. If she woke up, she would be angry, and if she was angry, all would be bad... The small mech whimpered slightly and pressed one last button, hoping to Primus that it would turn off the greatly modified data pad.
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Jazz arched an optic ridge at the music and followed close behind Prowl. "What's 'Bee gotten himself inta now?" he murmured, peeking into Trey's room.2/6/2010 #30 Report