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randomplaces2007-10-21 06:56 pm
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Transformers' 'verse. Transformers' base. Finding Jeimu
In the period of time that Endeavour had been spending at what she came to call the Base of the Bots, there'd been many changes to the place.
They'd acquired a giant pile of CRT monitors. She wasn't exactly sure how they'd acquired 'bot sized couches, but then again, here she was, sentient and chipless and a 'bot herself, so anything was really possible.
She walked past where Bee and Jazz were hanging out on the floor, shelling monitors like they were peas, and continued on her way to the workshop at the back of the hangar.
Halfway there, she heard a dull clang and felt a weight on her back. She turned her head slightly and looked. Honey was clinging to her back, shifting slightly with every move Endeavour made. It was a little hard for the sparkling to stick; the vestiges of Endeavour's thermal tiles were mostly on her back and they were definitely not ferromagnetic.
Still, Honey was determined and Endeavour didn't mind, so she carried the sparkling all the way to the workshop, before sitting down in her chair made from SRB components and gently extricating Honey from her back.
"Now, what are you going to do in here?" Endeavour asked the little one, who just stared up at her attentively. A sigh left the older 'bot, and she flipped open a panel on her upper chest. Out scrambled a little six-wheeled machine, who wheeled in circles around Honey, chattering away in mock Cybertronian. Rover liked to think he could speak, but he couldn't.
Hoping that Rover would provide a decent distraction for Honey, Endeavour focused on her latest tinkering project: dismantling a whole load of older, more complex monitors the group had somehow acquired. Pretty soon she was into her work, and had her TDRS receiver sticking out of the back of her neck, picking up some old 1980's music station. She hummed along while she worked.
They'd acquired a giant pile of CRT monitors. She wasn't exactly sure how they'd acquired 'bot sized couches, but then again, here she was, sentient and chipless and a 'bot herself, so anything was really possible.
She walked past where Bee and Jazz were hanging out on the floor, shelling monitors like they were peas, and continued on her way to the workshop at the back of the hangar.
Halfway there, she heard a dull clang and felt a weight on her back. She turned her head slightly and looked. Honey was clinging to her back, shifting slightly with every move Endeavour made. It was a little hard for the sparkling to stick; the vestiges of Endeavour's thermal tiles were mostly on her back and they were definitely not ferromagnetic.
Still, Honey was determined and Endeavour didn't mind, so she carried the sparkling all the way to the workshop, before sitting down in her chair made from SRB components and gently extricating Honey from her back.
"Now, what are you going to do in here?" Endeavour asked the little one, who just stared up at her attentively. A sigh left the older 'bot, and she flipped open a panel on her upper chest. Out scrambled a little six-wheeled machine, who wheeled in circles around Honey, chattering away in mock Cybertronian. Rover liked to think he could speak, but he couldn't.
Hoping that Rover would provide a decent distraction for Honey, Endeavour focused on her latest tinkering project: dismantling a whole load of older, more complex monitors the group had somehow acquired. Pretty soon she was into her work, and had her TDRS receiver sticking out of the back of her neck, picking up some old 1980's music station. She hummed along while she worked.
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He came, chattering away, and then folded up primly such that she could put him away. For some reason Endeavour thought bringing him along would be a prudent idea.
Especially if she was going back to Florida. She felt vaguely defensive about that point.
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Then she looks over her shoulder as Sam and one of their soldier friends come in. "Hi guys, what's up?"
"Nothing," said the soldier. "Just looking for somewhere to hang for a little while."
Bee sets Honey down as she wriggles to see her friends. "Wanna babysit?"
He and Sam both brighten. "Sure, how long you gonna be gone?"
"A few hours. The guys might be back before me." She watches her daughter hug and kiss each friend before running to get her soccer ball.
"I'm cool." He grins, then looked at Sam, who nods and goes after Honey and the ball.
"Thanks." She grins herself and turns back to Endeavour. "Ready, Freddy?"
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She shakes her head with a chuckle and waves to the guys as she shuts the workroom door, then turns to Endeavour and presses the button to take them both away.
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That particular somewhere else is an abandoned road on an island that she doesn't recognize.
At all.
"Are you sure the thing didn't misfire or something?" Endeavour scratches her head, looking around at the unfamiliar scenery. There were no swamps, no annoying birds, no VAB looming ominously in the background... "'Cause I'm not sure where this is."