heavyweaponsbot: (Sideglance FTW)
Ironhide ([personal profile] heavyweaponsbot) wrote2010-02-09 02:40 am

22nd Transmission

If this crew is finished calling their master down on us, I will repeat a previous statement.

I have a frog. I want a question answered. Answer me.




[Locked to Leonardo - 90% Unhackable]
Asking if you are all right is foolish. I will not. I... [Awkwardly] I will only apologize. Should have kept my vocals mute.

Especially since I have no room to talk, when it comes to ignoring that creature calling himself a captain.


[Locked to Ratchet - Unhackable]
Hey. You uh... you got a minute?

[Locked to Ironhide//50% Unhackable]

[identity profile] betterthanraph.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
You've got no reason to apologize. I'm sorry for storming off like that; you were right, I just didn't want to hear it.

[Locked to Ironhide//50% Unhackable]

[identity profile] betterthanraph.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
...let's just agree that we both blame ourselves and leave it at that. [Leo's tired.]

[Locked to Ironhide//50% Unhackable]

[identity profile] betterthanraph.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Understood. Thank you.

[identity profile] weifengyiyu.livejournal.com 2010-02-10 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Meifeng sucks on her teeth.]

I got a few minutes.

[identity profile] weifengyiyu.livejournal.com 2010-02-10 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
The buffet.

I'll be waiting.

[identity profile] weifengyiyu.livejournal.com 2010-02-10 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
I ain't going nowhere.

[And sure enough, she'll be there at the buffet, restocking the food now that the Cook's gone.]

[identity profile] weifengyiyu.livejournal.com 2010-02-10 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
[Standing next to the buffet trays, Meifeng pours a huge container of soup into one of the large serving bowls. It smells delicious, but it's a bright blue color like probably shouldn't occur naturally in food.

Glancing up at the entrance, she raises an eyebrow and smirks.
]

Atch-ch-ch-ch. Y're as big as y'sound then.

[identity profile] weifengyiyu.livejournal.com 2010-02-10 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
Is that so?

[Meifeng pinches the end of her glove and peels it off with a smack, yanking off the other one with her teeth and tossing them onto the cart.

Slipping around the buffet trays, she leans back and folds her arms.
]

Won't know if y'don't ask, naam?

[identity profile] weifengyiyu.livejournal.com 2010-02-10 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
[Clucking her tongue, Meifeng tilts her chin back as she tries to remember.]

Autobot ... looked like you, naam?

[She rubs the back of her neck and shrugs one shoulder.]

She volunteered to go in th'tank.

[identity profile] weifengyiyu.livejournal.com 2010-02-10 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Meifeng shifted her weight and watched the Autobot curiously.]

Naam. It was someone else's turn, yeah? She thought he wouldn't make it.

Gave him a second chance.

[identity profile] weifengyiyu.livejournal.com 2010-02-10 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
[Meifeng smirks and wags a finger.]

That's three questions, eh? And I ain't privvie to that info, happened before I got here.

[She opens her palm.]

Hand it over.

[identity profile] weifengyiyu.livejournal.com 2010-02-10 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Meifeng's patience is running out, and she stands up straight.]

Stewardess'd know. She ain't gonna tell ya though.

[identity profile] weifengyiyu.livejournal.com 2010-02-10 07:09 am (UTC)(link)
Atch-ch-ch.

[Meifeng snatches the box and lifts the lid to check inside, then slings it over her hip, holding it with her bionic arm.]

Y'gotta find her y'self. She might come if y'ask.

[identity profile] weifengyiyu.livejournal.com 2010-02-11 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
Relax, kital.

You'll get your answer.

[And Meifeng got her frog. :3]

[identity profile] weifengyiyu.livejournal.com 2010-02-11 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
[Meifeng sucks on her teeth, then reaches for her comm, pressing a few buttons and scrolling through lists.]

She will be on her break in fifteen minutes. You might find her on the top deck.

[identity profile] weifengyiyu.livejournal.com 2010-02-11 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
Good luck, eh?

[Meifeng sets her box down next to her tray, and goes back to work.]

[Locked]

[identity profile] medicalofficer.livejournal.com 2010-02-10 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
I do not think... I shall ever touch human alcohol again.

[Someone's still not feeling well. Vomiting is not a robot reaction at all.]

[Locked]

[identity profile] medicalofficer.livejournal.com 2010-02-10 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
Not at the moment. Unless, perhaps, you could transplant my processor.

You asked to speak with me?

... Though if you could speak softly...