Day three. Meet and Greet!

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Vector Prime tries to scowl and defend his side from Optimus' fingers as he sends out the com message on all frequencies.

//All hands report to the mess hall in (ten minutes) to meet your teammates. Thank you.//

Then he groans and grabs his younger sister's wrist. "Optimus...."

"Hey, you said you needed some help waking up." She grins at him.

"Waking up can be accomplished with proper usage of energy. My being tormented is unnecessary."

"Maybe." She chuckles as he lets go of her, then turns to the door to greet the first arrivals.



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[is-primes-pants.livejournal.com]

Slipping into the room, Jetfire paused to nod at both Primes with a quiet "Hiya", then moved to lean against one of the walls.

((ooc: waiting to wrap up the training session before throwing 'screamer in))

[fallen-flakes.livejournal.com]

Needless to say, Movor wastes no time in responding to the summons. He strides in smartly, glancing at Jetfire but reserving his attention first for Optimus. "Sir."

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Optimus and Vector return Jetfire's greeting, and then the female Prime has to hastily remove her fingers from the sensitive plating on her older brother's side as Movor addresses her.

"At ease, Movor," she tells him gently, smiling.

[dens-extra-pups.livejournal.com]

Desinex made her way down to the mess hall, partially to see what was going on, and partially to get some energon to start the day off properly. She nodded briefly at Optimus Prima, as well as Vector Prime, before getting herself a mug of energon.

((Will wait till WJ's thread with Lumen is done before bringing him in))

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"Dumbdumb," says somebody behind the energon dispensers.

[dens-extra-pups.livejournal.com]

"Whoah! What the *&(#$^&*?!" Desinex jumped back, spilling some of her energon in the process, before she recognized the source. "Oh...Hey Kimchee..."

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And here comes Lumen, smiling, confident... pausing to admire a nice femme....

...And then gaping as he realizes he's looking at the resident Optimus.

[dens-extra-pups.livejournal.com]

Desinex scowls a bit, eyeing the blue mech, before offering her opinion. "You act like you've never seen a femme before. Quit staring."

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He blinks, then looks at her with wry affection in his blue optics. "I've seen plenty of femmes. But none of them went by 'Optimus'."

[is-primes-pants.livejournal.com]

Jetfire glanced around as some more new faces entered until a flash of red caught his attention as an all-too familiar seeker slipped into the room.

The seeker suddenly found himself looking down the barrel of a plasma blaster, and glanced up, narrowing his optics as he saw the weapon's owner.

"YOU"

"An Autobot?"

Metal clashed against metal as Starscream whipped out his sword and smashed it against the gun, then staggered backwards when Jetfire's fist crashed into the side of his face. Old habits die hard after all.

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And here are the Primes, stepping in and attempting to pull the pair apart.

"Stop this at once!" commands Vector sternly. "This is neutral ground, and the two of you are teammates!"

[emos-with-honor.livejournal.com]

"Gladly" Starscream muttered, slipping his sword away and stalking off, he couldn't believe one of those he had considering an ally lashed out like that.

[dens-extra-pups.livejournal.com]

"Whoah!" WakeJumper hadn't been paying attention to where he was going, and had suddenly found himself face to face with a potential battle. "If you two fraggers slag each other, you can carry your own sorry afts to the medbay!" Apparently, WakeJumper wasn't a morning-type...at least, not till he got some energon into his systems...

[fallen-flakes.livejournal.com]

Fallstreak slinks into the hall, scanning the scene quickly to get an idea of what's going on. He can't remember right now if he's late or not. His systems have finally started to slow down over the last day or two, but he can't shake the sense of unreality about all this. He can't quite bring himself to think about the situation, either. But he's tried. He's had time, during all those failed attempts to catch some recharge.

He's walking in a daze, and and his Decepticon instincts know exactly how unhealthy that is. Survival's no longer necessary, but it's a habit he's going to cling to. So he nods polite acknowledgment at the Primes, and his hitherto-nameless allies, and goes to make friends with whoever controls the energon dispensers.

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She may not control them, but Kimchee's certainly sitting on the first one, folded in her wings and glaring like a tiny gargoyle.

"Dumbdumb," she tells him. "Oppy gloppy grodey gross goop."

[emos-with-honor.livejournal.com]

Drifting over to the energon dispensers himself, Starscream got a beaker of the stufff and sighed, quickly knocking it back as if doing that would help with what had just happened. He didn't blame Jetfire for his actions, but the seeker's reaction had been because of his previous faction.

"Once a Decepticon, always a Decepticon" he muttered, remembering something said to him by one of the less trusting mechs during his brief time as an Autobot on Earth.

((ooc: what are the rules on slash here?))

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"Not always," says Vector Prime as he walks over. "How are you faring, Starscream?"

[dens-extra-pups.livejournal.com]

Once Vector Prime has gone to speak with Perceptor, Chromia approaches, a curious expression on her face. She saw Starscream come in, and had seen the brief skirmish with Jetfire.

formal intro time

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Vector sighs as he watches Desinex leave the room, but he knows that dealing with everyone and getting all introduced has to be gotten out of the way before individuals can be dealt with.

Accordingly, he excuses himself from Perceptor and steps forward as he makes a throat clearing sound, then lifts his deep voice and addresses the room in general.

"If I may have your attention, please."

A moment's wait, and then he continues,

"As you know, we have called you here to officially meet your new teammates. Accordingly I propose that each person speak in turn and offer their name and a few words about themselves."

"After you, Vector," says Optimus from where she's standing by Jetfire.

He gives her a look of mock sternness, and then turns back to the rest of the room.

"I am Vector Prime. One of the first Autobots to have been created, and also one of the two Guardians of Time and Space. I, along with my sister Optimus appear to be in charge here at the moment."

He gives a slight bow of his head, and then looks at his partner.

Optimus is unconciously standing at relaxed attention as she raises her voice in turn.

"I'm Optimus Prima. Assistant Guardian of Time and Space. If you need anything you can come to Vector or I."

She nods, then sweeps the room with her yellow gaze to see who will speak next.

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[dens-extra-pups.livejournal.com]

WakeJumper glances over from where he's conversing with Fallstreak and Kimchee. Well, if they're introducing themselves...

"WakeJumper. Former Autobot medic and assistant to the Chief Medical Officer...and I guess I'm still a medic here..." He chuckles a bit, smiling.

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Lumen watches the others, and then steps forward himself. "My name is Lumen, but I'll be slagged if I can remember that last rank they tried pinning on me. I'm just an old soldier, formerly of Sunstreaker and Sideswipe's team."

"Dumbdumb," murmurs Kimchee from WakeJumper's head, then lifts her little voice and announces, "Kimchee is me. Thrrrrpt."

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[dens-extra-pups.livejournal.com]

Perceptor looked up from the scrap of paper he had found and had proceeded to cover with calculations regarding the size of a generator of some kind, before giving everyone in the room a puzzled look. When he realized everyone was introducing themselves, he folds up the paper, and stores it for later.

"My designation is Perceptor. I am a scientist, and served under Optimus Prime, and later, Rodimus Prime..."

Chromia waited for Perceptor to finish his introduction, and then stepped forward.

"Th' name's Chromia...Ah serv'd under Elita-One's command back on Cybertron..."

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[emos-with-honor.livejournal.com]

Starscream turned his attention to the two Primes and took a long sip of his drink, he was reluctant to introduce himself and so reveal his name and faction in case anyone else reacted in the same way Jetfire had.

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[fallen-flakes.livejournal.com]

Fallstreak realises a little belatedly that everyone else has spoken, which means he can't put off his introduction any longer. He drags together the scraps of his composure and smiles at the group.

"For those of you I haven't met, I'm Fallstreak." He'll let the symbols on his wings speak for his faction. "My last posting..." until a matter of hours ago, "was on Cybertron, working with a lot of boring data files. I think technically I was a Personnel Management Officer or something, but this has to be a good excuse to eject that sorry excuse for a function, eh?"

[is-primes-pants.livejournal.com]

"Name's Jetfire, I was second in command of the Autobots" he spoke up quietly, not wanting to draw too much attention to himself due to the near-fight earlier.