1347/A Mole and A Deal

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream was walking around the mid-sectors of Vos, daring not to go below the plate given the filth of those that dwelled down there.. Though he'd never say that aloud for the time being...

      Looking around he watched those milling about on the pathways and airways, it had been sometime since he'd been back here, so he was taking in some of the changes in his absence. This was home to him after all, he'd then get out a datapad to start reviewing some of the goings on with both Vos and the Decepticons.

**Hookshot has posed:**
    "Ah, so refreshing to be able to be up here where the air is clear, the view is good, and away from all that filth below. Isn't it?" Starscream might not say it, but apparently, there are others who would. One such person is Hookshot, glistening in the lamplight.

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream stops in his tracks and glances up, spotting Hookshot, raising a ridge at the other bot, well this /was/ Vos after all. "Hmm Yes, must admit it's quite nice to be off the ground away from those...." He'd sneer a moment looking for a word, but he brushes the thought off with a wave as his hand as he looks over the other bot. "Hookshot..Correct?" He'd say, trying to refresh his memory on whom this mech was.

**Hookshot has posed:**
"Hookshot? No, no, that's that other guy." Hookshot says, his right arm slowly going behind his back. "I'm Wingwright. I work in accounting., But we often get confused. Although Hookshot is the better looking one. Although I wouldn't trust him further than I could throw him." Somehow, Hookshot manages to say this all with a straight face. "And you, are, uh, Sunstorm, right? I know it's something with two S's."

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream has a /very/ unamused look on his face. Should he even /dignify/ that with a response? "Starscream." he says with a sneer, deciding to in fact identify such, he's unsure if he's being mocked or if this was a genuine lapse of memory. "I see..." He'd add, as he looked down at his datapad, and then to Hookshot... Wingwright.. Whoever the frag! They were talking to him for a reason, but what was that reason? That was something he'd need to figure out. His wings twitched up as he awaited the other bots response.

**Hookshot has posed:**
Hookshot's optic ridges shoot up. He then brings his hand around from behind him and interlocks both hands, peering over the high ranking Seeker. "Ah, right. Starscream. That was it. Sunstorm's the one who has delusions of grandeur. Please excuse my mistake." Hookshot then glances at the datapad Starscream keeps looking at. "Hard at work?" He inquires.

**Starscream has posed:**
     "As well as an optic straining paint job to match." He'd huff as he started walking again, passing Hookshot. "Honestly Believe that is the source of his actual heating abilities." He'd huff. "You are excused, ensure it doesn't happen again." He'd add, looking down to the other bot.

      "...Perhaps, though I am mostly attempting to catch up on events that have happened while I was absent with our Lord." he'd explain boardly, watching the other bot as he came to a stop once more, his heels sliding a bit as he did.

**Hookshot has posed:**
Hookshot watches Starscream pass him by, an optic ridge raised. Although he is not grinning, there is an amused glimmer about his optics if one were to take the time to look hard enough. "You are most gracious to excuse my blunder, sir."

When Starscream comes to a stop, Hookshot strides on over, light on his feet as always. "Ah, yes, well, I'm afraid the most I could catch you up on would be the expenses of holding as many territories as we do and some very alarming reuqests that come from the medical division. But I'm sure you've already reviewed that very crucial information. As you know, wars can't be wone on empty coffers!"

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream raises a ridge, watching Hookshot, not adding to the comment of the blunder, as he felt it was unnecessary to continue that line of conversation. "Yes... I've been made well aware of the.. issues, regarding medical and our soldiers getting unecessarly wounded, and the beast former that rivals Blast Off's unnecessary level of fragile." He'd cringe and grumble of being reminded of all that fragging paperwork he had to attend to once he was back in the command center.

      He'd quirk a ridge at Hookshot. He was starting to get the feeling this one was after something, he couldn't quite place where, but it was there.

**Hookshot has posed:**
Hookshot, or Wingwright as he called himself, nods sympathetically. "Yes, most think of war as explosions and glory, but forget all the administrative work their officerse must do to keep things going. It goes unappreciated, I say. And yes, people think we have all these resources at our command, what with having Thymesis under our control and other such places, ah, but the cost of extracting, refining, and allocating those resources! No one thinks about that. And then you have those jokes running Helex, the Triumvirate. Hedonist degenerates, all of them. Send, spend, spend! And give so little back." Hookshot looks to Starscream. "Ah, but, well, I am sure I bore you with my petty ravings. Such an important mech you are, such heavy responsibilities. I won't take anymore of your precious time."

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream listens, and hems, was that a hint to look at something? Possible, wouldn't put it past to be some sort of trap ether, knowing some of their troops, but it was a note to be made. "Hmm, I see, here I was thinking you were wanting something from me~" He'd smile sly, seeing if it prompts the bot to speak further, as he emphasises his words by placing his hand against his chassis.

      "If it's just mere chatter, i don't see the need to cut to the chase, though if there are... issues." He'd say after a pause. "Don't hesitate to come to me, yes?~"

**Hookshot has posed:**
Something Starscream says seems to cause a bright flicker in Hookshot's optics, and he nods. "Of course, of course, since you offer, I will be sure to bring any concerns to you directly." Hookshot then looks around. "But maybe not here, and maybe not now. But you'll hear from me again, I'm sure, if you are being sincere."

**Starscream has posed:**
     A grin ebbs it's way onto his face as he watches this mech, this could prove interesting. "Me? Insincere? Never." He'd smirk, even HE knew that was complete and total bullslag, but hey if he could find a way to clean up some of the messes the troops had caused, all the better! After all, he was well aware the troops tended to act well behaved in front of command. Who knows, maybe could find an opening for a bit of discourse. "But of course." He finally confirms after a moment, offering his hand nonchalantly to Hookshot.

**Hookshot has posed:**
Hookshot nods his head. He looks at the hand, but then slowly extends his hand. His optics narrow as he grins, shaking the hand with enthusiasm. "You really are an ace. But I must be going. But we can, ah, discuss the Helex issue among other things some other time, yes?"

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream would allow his hand to be shook, but the quickness was annoying! Much to enthusiastic for his liking but he needed to keep the act up if he was to get such necessary mole among the troops. "But of course, and I assume you know how to contact me if you ever need anything~" He'd smile

**Hookshot has posed:**
"Absolutely! I know how to get things moved past various channels." The mech grins as he lets Starscream have his hand back. "Well then, sir, have a good rest of the cycle!"

**Starscream has posed:**
     "but of course, A good day to you as well." He'd smile, waiting until Hookshot was gone to pill a cloth from his subspace to clean his hand... He honestly felt like he just dealt with someone akin to Swindle, but ooh the need to have those willing to work with him was a necessary evil.