First Clue - Audio/Text

[whistlesatengineers]

[ The first sound out of the comm was a suspicious thump thump thump. Someone’s testing to see if it’s on, maybe? After that, someone whistles what sounds like the acknowledging warble a computer might make. After that is a long, tense pause, followed by a grunt. The audio flicks off, but typing starts after a few more moments. ]

Gunney? Dare?

[ Another long pause before the typing continues. ]

This isn’t New Mombasa. This probably isn’t even Earth, is it? Where am I?

[ More importantly, where are his guns?!]

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[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[She's totally not! At least, she doesn't think so, anyway. She's used to this typing thing with Chris, so she grins and tugs on his hand.]

This way. I'll show you where the buffet is so you don't wander for it. There's other places on the boat too, like the pool and the caves and the er, flower field, but that's not nearly as important as food, right? Oh, and stay away from Carnival. I mean, if you like being alive, that is.

[whistlesatengineers]

[ He nods a little, moving to walk beside her. Though the cant of his head reads 'I am confused' when she mentions Carnival. Not that he'll type about that. There's weirder things. ]

Caves?

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[She's trying to be in a better mood than previously.]

Yeah, caves. This boat isn't like normal boats. There's caves, flowers, a golf course...loads of other stuff. It's kinda neat.

[whistlesatengineers]

[ He's glad. But really, he doesn't mind crankiness. He's spent the last five years with with Marines, after all. ]

The golf course I can see, but... this isn't a normal boat, is it.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Not even remotely. [She smiles faintly.] Normality here is something of a blessing, actually. I have yet to encounter that since I've been here, honestly. This place is anything but.

[whistlesatengineers]

[ He chuckles quietly, letting the sound out of his helmet on his speaker. ]

One of the others here makes it normal enough for me. But maybe a little strangeness will do me some good.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Oh, yeah? Find someone from your home here, then? Sometimes that helps...I've got a couple here from my world...sometimes it helps. [She pauses.] Sometimes it makes it worse.

This way. [She starts heading to the stairs, she's not fond of elevators or enclosed spaces, not anymore.]

[whistlesatengineers]

He's a 'makes it worse'. Trust me.

[ He doesn't mind stairs, but he somehow prefers lifts. Elevators mean he's not having to watch back and front all the time. But he'll take the stairs anyway. ]

If you ever hear someone with a really deep voice start talking about relics or Forerunners or gods, you avoid them, okay?

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Like...Decepticon makes it worse? Or just...'makes it irritating' makes it worse?

[She's a little claustrophibic D:]

Uh...okay. I can do that. Any reason why?

[whistlesatengineers]

I don't know what Decepticons are.

[ He's stuck in a drop pod most of his time; claustrophobia would be detrimental to his job >_> ]

Because him and all of his kind have been trying to eradicate humanity for as long as I can remember.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Mmm. they're...different. Depends on where you're from. [A liiiiittle evasive on this topic, except that comment sounds rather familiar.]

Sounds kinda like what the 'Cons were doing back home. Trying to blow up our sun counts as trying to kill us all, right?

[whistlesatengineers]

[ He's startled by her question, but it's difficult to show that in armor. Thankfully. He's supposed to be a professional. Professionals don't flinch. ]

Hell yes that counts. Sounds like they'd get along great with the Covies, as long as they have some kind of religious conviction.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[She keeps taking the stairs one at a time, then pauses long enough to look back.]

Thought so. [She ponders for a moment.] I think the Fallen counts as a religious figure. Best I can tell, he was one of the...originals mechs, thought to be waaay long dead.

[whistlesatengineers]

[ He takes them two at a time after her, but pauses every once in a while to look up and down the stairs. Force of habit. ]

The Fallen? Not familiar either, but with a name like that, he sounds bad. [ He shakes his head a little. ] Covies follow this race we call Forerunners. They left a bunch of ruins on a lot of worlds and then just disappeared.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[She can hardly blame him. She's developed a similar habit after Egypt.]

He was...really bad. Really, really bad. The one who wanted us all dead, besides Megatron. [She ponders.[ Homm...sounds familiar. The 'Cons left an...energon harvester on our world from forever ago, then showed back up, wanting to activate us and obliterate us all.

[whistlesatengineers]

[ Checking everywhere's been a big part of his life lately. Even straight vertical isn't safe. ]

Megatron sounds worse. Energon? [ He flexes one hand before continuing. ] I'm not sure why the Forerunners left all their crap. But the Covenant take whatever they find and reverse engineer it to use against us.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Mhm. Energon's what makes them tick and run properly, guess it's kinda their version of blood, maybe? [She starts down a hall once she's on the right deck.]

Well, that sounds eerily familiar too. A lot of our technology back home was reverse engineered from Megatron while he was frozen in the governments 'basement', the Hoover Dam.

[whistlesatengineers]

[ He gives the stairwell one last, wary, check, before starting after Mikaela down the hall. ] Energon, energy. Makes sense, sort of.

That's a new one on me. Bet that Megatron guy didn't appreciate it - sounds like he un-froze. [ He pauses for a moment, chuckling humorlessly. ] Didn't get any plasma weapons from it, I hope?

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

No, he...definitely didn't. She shook her head wryly, leading the way.] He wasn't a happy camper, that's for sure. [She glanced over her shoulder, a wry grin on her face.] Not sure. The military may have.

This is where the sushi bar Kuma-Ko is. [She points as she leads the way into the room.] Don't freak out at the bears, they won't hurt you and they're really nice. You just tell them what you want, and they make it for you. Also, there's a bar on this floor too. There's a gift shop here too that has stuff like sunscreen and clothes, but if you need something to wear, deck 12 is totally the way to go.

[She'd actually been meaning to head to the bazaar and to deck 12. She wants a camera!]

[whistlesatengineers]

They should get rid of them. Nothing good comes from that. [ He pauses when for a moment, speaking because... let's face it, what she said is just STRANGE. ]

Bears? [ He peers in. Oh cripes, it's like cuddly Brutes without the armor and the bad smell. This is so awkward for him. ] I'll try not to freak out. Deck 12 has more shopping, or something?

How much is all of this going to cost? I'm afraid I left my wallet back in New Mombasa.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Mhm, yeah. I know the Autobots have refused to share their weaponry with us. Can't say I blame 'em. [Ticked the military and government off though, she assumed.]

Yeah, bears. See? [She points.] They won't hurt you. And yeah, Deck 12 has loads of stuff. You don't have to worry about money, either. It's a bit of a free for all, everything is free here.

[whistlesatengineers]

[ He can't blame the Autobots either. Just seeing how the Covenant used the tech they had gotten was enough to put him off of reverse engineering entirely. ] It means more to make something when you don't steal the designs from another species.

[ Rookie's eyeing the bears cautiously, wishing he could flick on his VISR without blinding himself. Just to see if it's true they won't hurt him. ] Everything? Wow. What are we supposed to do, then?

[ Kage told him to relax. He's not sure how to do that without falling asleep somewhere awkward. ]

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Exactly. [She shifts and glances over at him with a nod.]

Yeah, everything. And...well...I mean, there's a lot to do here, I guess. There's a pool, caves, a big maze that I didn't bother getting lost in, um...a flower field and a mini golf course.

[whistlesatengineers]

[ He looks back over to her, certain that the bears aren't hostile. Huge monkeys in armor shooting at him, bird-lizards with energy shields - that he can understand. But bears in aprons? That's a little much. ]

Not so fond of flowers or golf, I take it? [ Though he makes a note to check out the maze sometime. Sounds interesting. ]

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

I...I don't really like flowers. [She replied distantly with a shake of her head.] Mini golf I'm fine with, but flowers...[Her voice trailed off, but then she refocuses on him and grins.]

Anyway, if you're not hungry, I can show you deck 12, where you'll find whatever clothes and stuff you'll need.