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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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All this is done without the 'driver' moving.
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Waitjustaminute.
"Oh my G-" Jeimu runs as fast as she can to the ship. Her ship. The one that had been all over the papers because it had apparently been destroyed in an accident. And now a chattery Asimo wannabe and a possibly-possessed Camaro had brought her to Endeavour as though nothing had happened. Jeimu had been saddened by the loss and now... now it wasn't real. Or was it?
As she gets closer, she realizes that something was wrong. The ship is too small. The small robot gets in front of her foot and metamorphoses into something like the Mars rover, giving her just enough leverage to stand up and run her fingers over the blunt carbon-carbon nose of the ship.
"I knew you weren't really gone," Jeimu whispers. There were tears sparkling in the corner of her eyes Inanimate or no, she'd always felt a connection to this machine. Endeavour had character. "But... what happened?"
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She rolls back and shifts into her 'Bot form, staring down at the small woman with a grin on her face.
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Although she doesn't realize it until she regains consciousness a full minute later.
"What - you - the car? And - shuttle - robot - what the f@$# is going on?"
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The one-time astronaut squints up at both of them. "Does that mean what it sounds like?"
Her former ship laughs. "Pretty much."
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"Do you have any idea how @##%ing depressed your disappearance made me!?" She tries to look stern but fails.
"And then you turned into a #%$^ing giant robot. That's so cool."
Kid in a candy store much?
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"...so you disappeared to become a giant walking, talking, autonomous robot?"
Endeavour smirked. "That's about it."
Then the astronaut was hugging her around her arm. "So cool."
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