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thisavrou_log2016-03-19 12:45 pm
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Who: Cyclonus and YOU!
When: Between the 18th and the 24th (pre-Scraplets)
Where: Cargo Bay/Hallways/Observation Deck
What: Cyclonus gets his mail, starts doing his job, and tries to be a better boyfriend.
Warnings: Gay robots. (Will update as needed)
Cargo Bay, 18th
Cyclonus has received a message about a package waiting for him, and has made his way to the cargo bay to retrieve it. He opens the large crate first, and much to his relief it's the energon he requested. The rest of the Cybertronians will be pleased to hear that they can relax the energon rationing somewhat.
He's surprised by the second, smaller crate. He didn't request anything else. Pulling off the lid, however, his jaw actually drops. If anyone approaches, he'll be quickly pressing the cover back into place.
Hallways - Various
Following the shipment of energon received on the 18th, Cyclonus has decided to actually start doing his job. With the energy available now to project his holoform, the Moira's crew will find a tall, dark-skinned, red-eyed, and purple-haired woman prowling the hallways, wearing something that looks like an odd amalgamation of his usual holo dress and his appropriate Moira uniform.
He's busy getting a better sense of the ship's layout in order to plan evacuation routes and it's much easier to get around when you're the size of a human, so his holomatter avatar can be found all over the ship.
Observation Deck - Semi-closed to Tailgate
It took him awhile to work up his courage and set aside his pride, but several days after the mail drop, Tailgate will receive a simple message in his inbox from Cyclonus:
Meet me on the Observation Deck
When: Between the 18th and the 24th (pre-Scraplets)
Where: Cargo Bay/Hallways/Observation Deck
What: Cyclonus gets his mail, starts doing his job, and tries to be a better boyfriend.
Warnings: Gay robots. (Will update as needed)
Cargo Bay, 18th
Cyclonus has received a message about a package waiting for him, and has made his way to the cargo bay to retrieve it. He opens the large crate first, and much to his relief it's the energon he requested. The rest of the Cybertronians will be pleased to hear that they can relax the energon rationing somewhat.
He's surprised by the second, smaller crate. He didn't request anything else. Pulling off the lid, however, his jaw actually drops. If anyone approaches, he'll be quickly pressing the cover back into place.
Hallways - Various
Following the shipment of energon received on the 18th, Cyclonus has decided to actually start doing his job. With the energy available now to project his holoform, the Moira's crew will find a tall, dark-skinned, red-eyed, and purple-haired woman prowling the hallways, wearing something that looks like an odd amalgamation of his usual holo dress and his appropriate Moira uniform.
He's busy getting a better sense of the ship's layout in order to plan evacuation routes and it's much easier to get around when you're the size of a human, so his holomatter avatar can be found all over the ship.
Observation Deck - Semi-closed to Tailgate
It took him awhile to work up his courage and set aside his pride, but several days after the mail drop, Tailgate will receive a simple message in his inbox from Cyclonus:
Meet me on the Observation Deck
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Peaceful, really. And cleaning helped keep his mind off of more troubling thoughts: the ship was big enough that he constantly had something to do on that front at least.
"Am I interrupting anything important right now?" he asks carefully, watching Cyclonus.
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"I'm planning evacuation routes," he says. "It is easier now that I can use this projection."
The avatar touches its chest.
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"Ah, so this is a projection?" he queries. "You seem very... solid."
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"Yes," he answers. "I don't claim to understand the technology, but it's some for of hard light projection. Holomatter."
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Why call it hard light then, though? Just for the fact that the projections look incredibly solid?
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Cyclonus has a terrible sense of humor.
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He twists in the direction of his captured arm, brings his free hand up to snap the side of his hand against Cyclonus' wrist and leverage himself free in a quick movement. The turian quickly steps out of reach, eyes narrowed and shoulders tense.
Alright. Solid then.
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"Security."
You have passed this test.