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Post by Starscream on Jun 18, 2009 12:21:33 GMT -5
"Silentstrike eh? It fits you..with or without being a mute..." she grinned. Looking out to the horizon, it took her a moment to reply to his latest question. "Well... My so called friends, if you would call them about in the Decepticon army. Allies, a better word. They're out on their own missions right now. So...I'm kinda just staying out of the way. My new ally... it goes by the name of Zypher. Its' suppose to be watching over me by order of the Second In Command but... a guy around here called Nephthys Prime pretty much changed that. Its' complicated" she explained, giving a light sigh at the end.
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Post by cypher on Jun 18, 2009 12:29:18 GMT -5
{i see, sounds kinda boring i guess.} Nephtys Prime {so what can you tell me about Nepthys prime, i've only seen the bot, heard rumors, so i don't know a lot about him yet}
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Post by Starscream on Jun 18, 2009 12:35:19 GMT -5
She pondered a moment, a way to make the dragons' personality simple and blunt. "An ass." she blurted. Her eyes narrowed in chibi annoyance at the thought. "A te-total ass..." she repeated. Though she was using her language from her home planet Earth, she expected the bot' to get the point that it was obvious, the dragon was no good. A low growl managed to escape her small being, a rhythm of dust being kicked at her shoes. "...Hes' only bad news."
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Post by cypher on Jun 18, 2009 13:09:28 GMT -5
“mm,mm,mm,mm,mm” Silentstrike chuckled at Len’s description of Nepthys Prime {I’ll keep that in mind whenever I have to ‘talk’ with him} he looked around and stretched {so what is there you can do for fun, around here? Or do you have to make it yourself?}
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Post by Starscream on Jun 18, 2009 14:18:41 GMT -5
Just like that, a massive grin made its' way to Lens' cheek bone. "Fun?...You have to make it yourself... Two of my buddies around here are experts at it..." The thought of blowing up something right now felt like the most peace that Len could bring to her very own nature. Hanging around Cyclonus and WarMonger had took its' tole. "I got an idea" she smiled, looking up at Silentstrike as she stood. "Follow me!" And just like that, she was off, running in the distance toward a pile of rumble moon dust that sat a 3min running distance away.
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Post by cypher on Jun 18, 2009 14:23:03 GMT -5
"mmmmmm" [oooo?] silentstrike got up and followed curious about what len was up too
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Post by Starscream on Jun 18, 2009 16:10:41 GMT -5
As they reached the area of cold debris, she gave the bot a look of devilish evil, one that points out only the worse of ideas. "Wanna play target practice?" she offered, taking up a rather large but weightless debris.
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Post by cypher on Jun 19, 2009 1:53:48 GMT -5
"mmmmm mmmmmmmmm" [sounds interesting] he readied his weapon
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Post by Spiritimus Prime on Jun 19, 2009 10:41:40 GMT -5
Nephthys had always found a way to make an excuse to leave the base. One of those reasons was to stay out of Megatron's way whenever he had something planned. The second, it was getting far too crowded for his own taste, especially with the arrival of Silentstrike and Bludgeon. The more Decepticons there were, the less comfortable the large dragon felt. Even though he had decided to not take part in the war, at least not until both Spiritimus and Rodimus had been dealt with by his own hands, and that he was still recovering from his journey from following the United Heroes in an attempt to finish off what he had started, he knew that he would eventually have to figure something out. It would only be a matter of time before he too would have to follow alongside Megatron and deal with the Autobots once the two young Primes had been dealt with. He just didn't think that it was... fair to outnumber the Autobots. Even as he strolled out of the base and towards the largest crater on the dead planet, his thoughts made him almost careless to his surroundings and he almost got spotted by the two beings that were occupying the spot. Quickly the large hydra dragon hid himself behind the familiar boulder and peeked his head around its cool corner and watched Len and Silentstrike curiously. He wondered what they were up to, but he had a feeling it had something to do chatting. He heard his name get mentioned once by Len and calling him an ass. He couldn't help but snort in disgust at her disrespectful manner. Someday, he was going to make her eat those words when he was done with toughing up Zypher and ensuring that she was to be as obedient as a human's pet dog. Nephthys couldn't help but perk up his interest when Len insisted to Silentstrike about practicing. Somehow, the dragon felt that his skills were a little rusty, and a sparing partner was something that was extraordinarily rare amongst the Decepticons. Megatron seemed to be a good choice, but he seemed to be a bit too good and never one of those types to be soft. He would rather give it his all rather than hold back a bit. But Nephthys could consider the thought. Then again, there was Bludgeon to add to the picture. He was just like the dragon. A loner in nature and a bit of an assassin himself who preferred to do things his way. But was he really just like the dragon in honour and fighting? Did he have what it took to fight to the best of his ability and never hold back when fighting worthy opponents? Nephthys only snorted smoke out of his nostrils, paying little heed to the confused heads as his thoughts drifted to unknown places of faraway lands. He decided he was going to fight Bludgeon. Megatron would be later. The dragon wanted to see what the mech was capable of, and it seemed like a perfect opportunity. But first, he had some business to take care of. Slowly, and deliberately, Nephthys kicked a couple of rocks to alert the two of his incoming decent. He was not here to threaten or even be negative on them or anything, and his body posture, with his head and his tail just evenly alined with his back, proved that point. It was his body language telling others that he was approaching with a more direct method and not here to cause any trouble. That is if anyone could understand what he was trying to say. 'Hopefully Silentstrike is just as good as a reader as he is at typing,' he mused with a slight smirk. 'If not, a direct approach of speaking will have to take place.'
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Post by Starscream on Jun 19, 2009 11:49:12 GMT -5
Len was just about ready to throw up the first target for Silent when she heard movement in the smaller rubble pit by a rocky formation. Peeking past Silent's legs, she spotted a familiar side-head staring at her, glaring. She wouldn't be surprised if the smaller head had a company of two. Wrinkling her nose at the such, she figured that she'd simply ignore him for now. He wanted to be noticed, and so she figured at the least, that he had his reasons. "Okay...ready..." she turned her attention back to Silent with slight unease from the aura coming from the sidelines. Holding the piece of debris low, all so suddenly she jumped up and flung her arms, the rock flying up into the sky without any regrets, gravity being no threat.
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Post by cypher on Jun 19, 2009 12:47:15 GMT -5
silent turned at the sound as well, and to see what len was lookig at. he saw Nepthys approaching, he quircked an optic ridge, nothing threathening about his approach. just then Len threw the rock. he turned quickly and fired...missing the rock. he aimed a bit and fired again, both shots missed [pathetic] before it hit the ground again he took proper aim and fired an hit. "mmmmmmmmmm. m mmmmm m'm m mmmmm mmmmm" [ahahahahahaha ^_^; i guess i'm a little rusty] he shrugged his shoulders holding out his arms while laughing {i take it your going to ignore him then}
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Post by Spiritimus Prime on Jun 19, 2009 13:12:53 GMT -5
Nephthys knew that he had been spotted, so he decided that now was the time to speak. If they did accept what he had in mind, he might as well settle with Megatron or Bludgeon. Whether or not it was a good idea, Nephthys knew that he had to get his skills up to date or else risk losing his opportunity. "Your eyes and optics may not be paying attention to what is behind, but your ears and audio receptors cannot block out words that are easily thrown through this dead atmosphere." He took a few more steps, but wisely kept his distance. He knew that Len was annoyed at him about his threat. It was for their own good and he had his reasons. He had done it to prevent anyone from killing him so that he could finish what he had started long ago. It wouldn't be long now before he will be on Earth and digging his fangs into the exposed throat of his nemesis. The sooner he could do that, as well as dispose of Rodimus, the sooner he would no longer have to deal with things that were not of his interest. Not unless he decided that he would join in the fray just to finish off the rest of the Autobots and be over and done with his goal. "If you think I am here to cause trouble, human, you are sadly mistaken," he continued, knowing that Len and Silentstrike could still hear him, even though they were not looking at him. "I may despise humans because of their.... uselessness in battle on some occassions, but today, I think you might be surprised to find out that I have a request. It is no command, but I do believe you may want to hear it out. You do not have to do it if you do not want to, if you don't, I will be more than happy to ask Bludgeon or Megatron. I'm sure they are both willing to hear me out." He knew he was overstepping his pride of being a powerful loner type who rarely asked for help, but he had come too far to back down and he was determined to not let his hate for humans get the best of him. If Len or Silentstrike refused to listen to him, then he would be happy to carry out his original plan.
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Post by cypher on Jun 19, 2009 13:18:19 GMT -5
Silentstrike turned around, unlike len he had no reason to not atleast hear the bot out. "mmmmm" [shoot] he looked directly at Nephthys
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Post by Starscream on Jun 19, 2009 14:11:43 GMT -5
Her emotions quite fade, Len took her seat on one of the much larger rocks of debris, folding her arms and crossing her legs in such manner. Looking toward Nephthys as he continued to approach, her expression could only stay blunt, mentally speaking What do you want. "...Well if you came here first, then its' obviously important to some case. What is it that you request?" she questioned, ignoring Silentstrike's willingness to hear the dragon off the bat. Len couldn't help but feel useless in the manner, rather she accepts or not to his terms, he could easily make space dust of her own being. She had to be careful with her words.
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Post by Spiritimus Prime on Jun 20, 2009 6:56:36 GMT -5
Nephthys nodded only once. He didn't need to make any other movement to show his acknowledgement. Now that he finally had their attention, he could get on with what he had in mind. He just hoped he wasn't going beyond the boundries of his pride as a loner in his nature. Slowly, he took a few steps forward before stopping, keeping his optics fixed upon the latters that stood before him. He lowered his head and tail, the tail dropping until it lazily curled around his back legs. Only his head remained alined with his body, ensuring that his body language would remain true to his... intentions. "It is a simple thing for a Transformer to do what I request, but seeing you doing that throwing perked up my interest in what I have in mind," he said simply, his tone above cold but not soft. "I am rusty in my fighting skills and I need a sparring partner. "There isn't much time left for that other human Megatron had sent down, and I am almost back up to my full strength. I have not fought in a long time and I need someone to fight me. Someone who is a worthy opponent in battle or someone that is capable of acting as my... thrower, if you catch my theory," he motioned his nose towards the rocks Len had just been throwing to Silentstrike. The large dragon returned his gaze onto both Len and Silentstrike, his optics emotionless, making it difficult for anyone to read right into his very soul that lingered beneath his thick armour. "So what do you say?" he asked. "Do you think you are up to a little training? If not, I will respect the answer and ask Megatron or Bludgeon for assistance instead. Surely they would be able to fight better than a mute and a human who is not entirely human." He knew he had given away only bits and pieces of details of his honour and what his true intentions were for being here in the first place, but he did not say why Faye was down on Earth. Nephthys mentally cursed himself, but he said nothing. If there was anything that made him very disappointed in himself, it was his affection for sparklings and younglings, this included Zypher. 'Maybe I am becoming a big softy...' he thought a little bitterly.
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