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No change. Purple roof, dimmed lights, cold, cold, cold.
He tried to move but found he could not even lift his arms from the berth. He closed his eyes, maybe a bit more sleep would help.
5% Energon remaining
Stasiss reengaged
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“Ok Team, ya know tha plan,” Jazz smiled at his team, confidence and reassurance for a mission that at anyother time would most likely be suicidal. “Grab anything interesting and get tha frag outta there”
The team was larger than a usual infiltration but that was due to the immense size of Shockwaves laboratory and also the fact that it was Shockwave's private lab, no doubt full of traps. Everyone nodded in agreement before pairing off to complete final mission checks.
Hound and Mirage
Skids and Getaway
Trailbreaker and Bee
Bluestreak got comfortable on a ridge overlooking the lab in preparation to provide cover. The twins crouched behind him.
::Jazz that is a severe abbreviation of the plan and you know it::
::S’fine Prowler, they know what ta do and you can keep watch in your nice comfy chair in base::
:: Please don’t blow anything up this time::
:: >:) No promises…::
Confirmation pings were all Jazz received before each team began infiltration. Shockwave was confirmed to be on the other side of the Rust Sea, thankfully, so the long awaited mission to breakinto his private lab was a go.
Jazz slipped to the front and only entrance of the compound followed invisibly by Hound and Mirage. He quickly plugged into the door and hacked his way in, narrowly avoiding several nasty viruses.
Ratchet didn’t need to know about this, it would only result in several new dents and a 5 joor lecture about safety while hacking. The door opens and everyone slips in, branching along the various hallways and searching every room for anything useful they might find.
Soundwave had been good on his intel, personal vendetta against Shockwave and the Institute definitely motivated him to be thorough. Not wanting to lose another Symbiont to their ‘Testing’.
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Still no change. Purple roof, dimmed lights,
Cold
Cold
Cold
Bang!…What?
“What?”
*Energon 2%* *Stasiss reengaged*
No no nonon…
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:: Just about every room covered sir :: Skids reported :: only the left wing to go but most of it is just open lab space ::
:: Got it, coming to ya position and then we can wrap up here :: Jazz waved Hound and Mirage on towards the labs.
The labs were like the rest of the building. Purple roof, dimmed lights, and a lingering cold that seeped into your struts. Most of the room was cleared by the time Jazz got there with only three side rooms to go through. He nodded at Bee and Trailbreaker who had just arrived before them.
The first two rooms were unlocked and clearly for storage, nothing useful could be gained from them. The last one on the other servo was locked tight. Always a good sign that there was something worth stealing in there.
Mirage was already working on the lock by the time Jazz finished searching the second storage room with Skids.
“Scrap!” Mirage kicked the door “The failsafes initiated and the lock has been shut down,”
“Step aside and watch a master at work,” Getaway began to attach small charges along the door frame pushing Mirage to the side.
“What are you doing?”
“Shockwave already will know we were here by the time he gets back” Getaway shrugged and began moving back “No point in being subtle”
Everyone took cover as the charges went off.
Bang!
Peering into the room Bee could see a prone figure laying on a berth.
“What?”