1311/Accusations

**Phantom has posed:**
It's late at night at the medbay in Kolkular.

 At this cycle, most of the patients are either recharging or stabilized, therefore, it's rather quiet. Needless to say, it would be uncommon for anyone to come in at the moment, needing medical attention.

 But perhaps unbeknownst to any Decepticons in the medbay, tonight is about to go from the ordinary mundane to ... well, uncommon, and not just because a particular grey and gold jet is barging suddenly, his hand servo bleeding rather profusely.

 He doesn't ask for attention. Instead, he heads straight for the medicine cabinet and reaches for a bottle of sanitization liquid, in an attempt to self medicate, either emotionally or physically.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth was looking over patient readouts on both his datapad and the monitors, while Dustoff currently wasn't in the bay... However his ear does swivel back when he hears Someone enter and.. Oh for frags sake. He'd roll his optics and set the datapad down and go to stop Phantom.

      "Bah, what have we told you about getting into the cabinets." He'd sneer before looking down at Phantom's hand. "And what happened this time?" He'd grumble. "Take a seat on one the medberths." He'll handle it, much as he disliked Phantom sometimes.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex tiptoes into the medbay looking around. The rotary is awake and bored, a bad combination for anyone. He see Phantom getting in the cabinet and crosses his arms. "You so better be sharing."

**Sinnertwin has posed:**
And behind the rotary is the trash dragon. Sinnertwin had been on evening security patrol when he noticed Vortex slinking around, and had followed the Combaticon. Thankfully he switchs to his more compact root mode as they arrive at the medbay, and leans over Vortex's shoulder. "Share what?"

**Overlord has posed:**
There's little time for things to truly settle down from Phantom's little bit of mischief... none other than Overlord saunters (yes, he saunters, not strides, not stalks, not storms, SAUNTERS) into the medbay and just claims, of all chairs, that behind the CMO's desk, resting back and steepling his fingers as he just watches the evening crowd. Nothing said... yet.

He looks absolutely fine with waiting.

**Phantom has posed:**
Phantom glares at Goth and ignores his request. "Mind your own damn business," he growls, "I didn't ask for your help."

 As for Vortex and Sinnertwin, he doesn't even acknowledge their presences. And since Overlord has not verbally made his presence known, perhaps the elusive seeker isn't even aware he's around.

 He pours some of the sanitization liquid on his hand, and proceeds to drink the rest. However, it would seem the sanitization liquid caused some kind of malfunction in him, as his ability to electrocute suddenly starts acting up. His bleeding hand servo now starts crackling with electricity spontaneously.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth's furr ruffled at Vortex suddenly seeing the rotary. "Vortex don't encourage this." He'd groan with a roll of his optics."They're Drug addicts." Goth just says dryly to Sinnertwin, as if it explains everything. He then double takes as he looks back from Sinner to where Overlord was sitting and.. Well, it's just a chair, not like he's messing with anything, right? Right. "Ah, General Overlord, sir.." Goth acknowledges.

      He looks at PHantom. "It's my Job, so I can't ignore you to bleed out as much as I'd like to." He'd retort sourly, before witnessing that and curses. "Oh for the love of." He attempts to grab at the back of Phantom's Neck Guard to drag him to a near berth.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex grunts "Well...he's not going to get in the cabinet without sharing even if he wants to pretend we're not here." and just like that, he digs in his pouch at his side, pulling out a small, wicked looking blade. He stalks toward Phantom with an intent look "Im gonna teach him a lesson." oh dear.

**Sinnertwin has posed:**
Sinnertwin pulls out his blaster... but then pauses for a moment, looking confused and then shuffling to the side to lean over and mutter to Goth. "Wait, is that something I can shoot them for?"

**Overlord has posed:**
Overlord could care less if he was messing with anything. Who would dare to call him out on it, anyway? However, no...it seems he's not messing with anything. However, he is watching everything taking place with an air of...disapproval, his attention shifting form Goth, through the others, and then back to Goth.

"I won't ask if you have proper control of your medical facilities... it appears that is not the case. However, this behavior is not why I'm here." He drums the fingers of one hand casually on the desk. "Do I need to announce my business? Or do you have an inkling of what it might be. I'd love to be surprised by a modicum of competence right now."

**Phantom has posed:**
"I said, leave. Me. Alone," he says to Goth, optics narrowing as he maneuvers away from the bat.

 Well, he isn't drunk yet, so when Vortex pulls out a blade, Phantom pulls out his photon blaster and aims it at Vortex. "Don't," he says icily. "I'll make you regret it." His bleeding hand sparks again, and Goth may start to feel uncomfortable, as he's backing away from the helicopter, perhaps unknowingly moving towards a power outlet.

 But before the mechabat can yell a word of warning to the elusive seeker, the jet stumbles right into it. There's a loud crackling sound just before the power in the room goes out.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex jumps b ack as the lights go out! "Way to go, dumbaft. Now I have a knife. And Im in the dark." he giggles. "you just made it worse for yourself."

**Goth has posed:**
     "Vortex! No! Sit!" Goth barks as he points over to one of the medical benches. His ears fall back as he gets that feeling again. "Would you two knock it the frag off." He'd snap again. "Don't need the medical bay /destroyed,/ AGAIN." he'd emphasis.... Aaand then the power goes out.

      "Oh for the love of.." He'd snear, his optics kicking onto a full green color as his night vision comes on, and.. well he at least /tries/ to answer OVerlord. "I would assume it would have to deal with that ah.. Cylinder, mess?" He'd question as he tried to figure out just what to do here, glancing to Sinnertwin.

**Shockwave has posed:**
    Shockwave had been monitoring Operations' facilities from his lab. He prefers to stay out of most situations, although he did have his optic on Phantom. The scientist watches with a cold optic as the mech wanders into the repair bay, and then shorts the power out.

    He stands, and heads down there to investigate the situation further. The others would soon hear him in the door way, and see that single optic glowing ominously in the dark. His attention is fixed on Phantom, although he is monitoring the rest of the situation at hand at the same time.

**Overlord has posed:**
The room is now dark. With Overlord in there. A very...very unamused Overlord. An Overlord who, at least prior to the lights going out, saw weapons being drawn... which means anyone who was looking his way, the last thing they'd have seen from him was a faint smirk forming just prior to the blackout.

How glorious.

Still, he leaves things quiet on his part, content to let his question linger as long as Goth needs to dwell on it to figure out just why there's an Overlord in the office to begin with.

**Sinnertwin has posed:**
Sinnertwin is unphased by the lights going out. Though there is the sound of something being bumped by his back end as he shifts to monster mode to utilize it's heightened senses. Something clatters. One head cranes its neck to look over a shoulder. "Hope that wasn't important." The other head has its gaze firmly fixed on Phantom, eyes glowing an ominous crimson in the darkness. "Seeker needs to sit down and let medic do his job." The first head turns back forward. "Before something drastic happens."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex takes his blade and runs it across the wall with a screech, chuckling. THen he hears Goth. "But..Im..scaring people, Goth. Come on. Lemme play?" he asks in the dark.

**Phantom has posed:**
But then Phantom does what he does best.

He disappears.

For those watching him, they'll just witness him phasing through the door of a maintenance closet in the back of the medbay. And then...? Who knows. Several breems pass, and the elusive seeker is nowhere to be found.

Goth will most likely have to find the backup generator for the medbay and activate it, so Vortex will stop misbehaving, Sinner will stop bumbling, and the authorities in the room? Well, hopefully Overlord will consider it a 'modicum of competence.'

**Goth has posed:**
     Overlord smirking before the lights go out was.. Well, that was definitely rather unsettling. Goth couldn't name off the top of his head what the hell the larger bot could be in here for... Goth startles some seeing Shockwave's optic peering into the Medical bay as well, if he couldn't see in the dark that probably would of startled him worse!

      "Vorteeex" he'd say as the Bat navigates his way to the generator, working to get it, and the lights, back on, and seeing Phantom go into the maintenance closet in the back does not make Goth any less uneasy, he knows his lab is also back there and just down below. "I think it's a bit late for that Sinnertwin." Goth says in a flat tone, knitting his ridges, just his luck, everything is going to slag!

**Sinnertwin has posed:**
"Oh no you don't!" Phantom fleeing triggers the Terrocon's predatory instincts. Cue the door of the closet getting smashed back open as the reptillian pursues!

\*WHAM\*

And slams right into the back wall because he doesn't have access to the hidden entrance to open it. The beast tumbles backwards out of the closet again, likely in a cascade of cleaning supplies knocked loose from the impact. Good thing no one saw tha--

The lights come back on. Sinnertwin is sprawled on his back on the floor, one head stuck in a cleaning bucket while trying to use the other head and foreclaws to pull it off.

-- Nevermind.

**Overlord has posed:**
"Are we quite done? Or shall I throw a bunch of blades into the middle of the room, lock the doors, and simply deal with the survivor? Either way works well for me." He studies the misbehaving Decepticons a moment longer before clearing his throat. "Right... you," he looks at Goth in particular, "owe me something."

**Blast Off has posed:**
Everything going to slag? Just Blast Off's luck to decide now is the time to walk in, looking for Vortex. There's the sound of rocket feet striding (not saunter, STRIDING) towards the door, but it slows to a stop as purple optics peer in the darkness.

"Vortex, where \*are\* you? I've been trying to find you for sixteen breems now and-" Suddenly lights are back on, there's a BOATLOAD of people including several higher-ups all gathered together, and everyone looks tense or otherwise agitated, or lying sprawled on their back with a bucket on their head.... Well, except for Overlord. Blast Off just stares a moment. Then, slowly, he starts backing away and to the side like he's seeing if he can just slip away unnoticed. Apparently his thing with Tex can suddenly wait....

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex doesnt see Phantom anymore, so puts the blade away. He notes a lot of people in the room he really doesnt want to mess with. Overlord and Shockwave being two. "Fiiiiiine. I'll go play someplace else..come on, trash dragon. Lets go.." and then he sees Blast off. "Oh, Hey Blast Off. I was just playing stab the phan phan but he ran away like the coward he is." He says. "I was just getting ready to leave."

**Phantom has posed:**
Once the lights turn back on, the sound of a metal shelf falling over can be heard.

 Anyone who looks to investigate the sound will find Phantom standing near a berth close to the entrance of Goth's lab. His hand is still bleeding, but he's standing next to a shelf whose contents have been upturned. Among the items spilled on the floor is... a canister with a red x on it.

 Phantom doesn't seem to even be aware of the mess he's standing next to, instead, he's glaring icily at Vortex, his non injured hand still on his photon blaster.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth looks down at Sinnertwin and just places his hand and claws over his optics and shakes his helm. "Please don't, sir, Vortex would very much enjoy that." He'd sigh. He'd then flinch hearing he /owed/ Overlord something... Worst part is that he'd not yet gone out with Vortex to the plateau because A, bots were in control, and B, he'd forgotten... Yep, he was very much going to be heavily drinking tonight.

      Goth's helm snaps over at the clattering of the shelf and it's context and.. Oh, oh no, he recognized that canister, about time the guttersnipe brought it back! Goth takes a slow breath, and walks towards Phantom, mainly going to attempt the swipe that canister before he noticed! "Phantom! Damnit, get on the berth and I'll tend to that wound." He'd snap once more, trying to get control of this whole mess.

**Overlord has posed:**
"Yes... you owe me. And I've come to collect what is due." Overlord glances towards Phantom. "And don't think that you are relieved of this debt, either, Phantom." Yes, he's quite aware he's calling Phantom out with Shockwave in the room. He doesn't care.

The cannister is seen, as is Blast Off (no getting free just yet, spacer!) and the Decepticon General simply turns to look at everyone present. "So...who is going to give me what I'm here for, hmm?"

**Sinnertwin has posed:**
Sinnertwin finally resorts to using his flamebreath, one outside and a few puffs from the head stuck in the bucket, to melt said bucket.
And then eat the drippy remains. Well, no mess for someone else to clean up at least?

The left head is chomping away on that as he rolls onto his paws, the other head craning towards Vortex for a moment. Turns to pan his gaze over the rest of the room. Oh, Phantom was over there. Stupid phasing-ers.

Then the head turns back to Vortex. "I have no idea what he's talking about." Bobs his head towards Overlord.

**Blast Off has posed:**
His discreet exit foiled by Vortex, Blast Off stops to study the rotary, glancing over at Sinnertwin and back again. "I... see." He's just about to tell Tex to come out and join him when Phantom appears again, causing the shuttleformer to stop and gawk. And tense- the way he's looking at Vortex raises a few warning flags. He watches the Seeker warily, his own hand hovering over subspace and ready to pull a weapon.

Though when Overlord speaks, the sniper begins to look a bit confused. Oooh boy, he walked into quite a mess here, didn't he? Still, if Phantom attacks Vortex he'll have not one but TWO Combaticons to deal with. But Overlord...uh. His optics pale slightly and flicker in more confusion. He has no idea what Overlord's talking about.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex tenses about something else. Overlord is threatening one of the few poeple hes protective of. He approaches Goth protectively. "Hey. He didn't do nothin."

**Shockwave has posed:**
    Shockwave has been standing there the entire time, still as a statue and unfazed by any of the events currently unfolding. Power on, power off, whatever. He turns to face Phantom when the flyer finally reappears, and his optic goes to the strange cannister on the floor.

    He strides over to it, picking it up and examining it calmly. After running a few scans, he places it upright on a workbench nearby and turns to face Overlord. "What is this debt you speak of, General?" he questions, his voice monotone as ever.

**Phantom has posed:**
When Overlord addresses Phantom, he sputters in disbelief. "Debt? I had nothing to do with this!" He stares at the canister, which is now lying on the floor beside his foot. "D-Dammit! The stupid bat has been hoarding it this /whole/ time," he seethes.

 "Is this your definition of /fun/," he growls at Goth, "you tried to play me, and now you're trying to play the superiors, because apparently this red foam is /your dirty little secret/. What is it, hm, that you would risk certain death, and consort with Vortex to try and get me killed, to keep this all a secret, from /everyone/?"

**Sinnertwin has posed:**
Sinnertwin gets no answer, so he just watchs the proceedings. While the other head is still gnoshing on the remains of the melted bucket. The head paying attention looks at Phantom's tantrum, Shockwave walking over to investigate, and slinks over to droop his head down a bit closer. "... Should I lick it up?" A question that should come as no surprise from the eater of phosphex grenades.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth tenses and whispers to Vortex, trying to sooth the rotary. "Shh, shhh.. it's okay, I have this handled Vortex.." He'd whisper trying to at least ensure Vortex wasn't caught in all this, e also spied Shockwave going for the canister, and TENSES, knowing how Phantom reacted that one time... And then Phantom says /that/ causing Goth to stop in his tracks and his lip twitches his lip upward.

      "I have not been you raging unsightly dumpster fire! I've been waiting for you to bring that blasted thing back since you nicked it during that last skirmish you and Vortex had here in the medical bay!" He yells. "I've not been keeping it /secret/ and Vortex isn't my consort!" Goth looks most offended by that, his hands shaking, his fingers actually twitching. "I've also told you, you have /nothing/ to fear from me long as you leave--" Don't say Dustoff's name not in front of Overlord and Shockwave of all bots, they will use that against him! "My mate out of your stupid shenanigans, which is all on camera if you'd like to contest such." He'd hiss, starting to get up in Phantom's face.

**Overlord has posed:**
Vortex indeed draws Overlord's attention with that bluster. "Am I threatening? Hmm. Curious you see it that way." He looks back to Goth...then Phantom...and then Goth... "I believe, Shockwave, what is owed to me is what you are now scanning." He reaches forward slightly and simply taps a finger on the desk surface in front of him expectantly. "And I still have yet to hold it."

"As for your accusations and petty squabbles, I care little about who said what, kept what, or stole what..." He looks at Phantom, optics narrowing slightly. "What I do expect, however, is an explanation... What is it. Why is it being hoarded...and why should I believe either of you two?"

**Blast Off has posed:**
As Phantom goes off the rails, Blast Off tenses again, ready to fight the Seeker but not willing to make the first move. He simply watches and waits for now, but does radio his bro. "<< Take it easy, Vortex.... let Phantom hang himself with his own rope, if you catch my drift. >>"

**Shockwave has posed:**
    "I see." Shockwave replies to Overlord, his mind churning over the data he just retrieved from the scan. Hmm...very interesting. It's like nothing he has ever seen before. But of course, his non-existent face betrays nothing. He picks it back up from the bench.

    "Tell me, why do you clamor over that which you do not understand?" he intones, subspacing the cannister.

**Phantom has posed:**
"Dustoff, right?" Phantom just goes ahead and says the medic's name out loud. "Ha! Idiot." He moves away from Goth, optics still narrowed, then glances over at Overlord. "You're right, I don't understand it. But.. I can feel it. It.. goes against everything we currently know as factual science. I don't know how to explain it. But I believe that whatever the red foam is, it's powerful enough that someone /might/ want to keep it secret. Enough so, that they'd even try to murder one of their own allies, and doctor security footage to cover everything up."

 He carries on. "I think Goth has been searching for the red foam for centuries. When he finally found it, it just so happened that we were on patrol together. I don't recall much about what happened, I was drunk off my aft. Later, when I tried to ask him about what happened while we were on patrol together, he refused to give me any details. Naturally, I wanted to know what he was up to. So, I took one of his canisters. He didn't react that time, so I brought it back. However, he must have moved the red foam to a different canister because the second time I tried to take it out of curiosity, he and Vortex tried to kill me. "

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex nods to Overlord first. "Well yeah, of course I'm terrified of ya. You're our local murder tank/jet. And that's a freakin' awesome gig, by the way." he gives a thumbs up. "So whats he got of yours?" he giggles at a word. "Goth has a consort." oh dear. Hes insane as normal. Totally harmless. That knife is put away and everything. Hes a walking sharps bin though. "Phan Phan? Sweetspark?" he asks. "No ones going to believe Im anyones consort." he tsks.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth snarls, a low growl escaping him as he has to take his optics off Phantom, Overlord had been in that room when Goth had delivered the news to Megatron about what he was attempting with getting the canister from Phantom? He was struggling to remember, he was so angry and stressed out at the moment it was hard to remember but he knew he was told to /play along/ and this didn't settle well with him.

      "Because I have gone through proper channels to ensure all proper parties were inform." He'd say carefully with a low growl as he placed his hand against his chassis to give emphasis that he's been playing by the rules... And then Goth's energon runs cold right in his lines as Phantom practically shouts Dustoff's name.

      Goth has something of a visceral reaction to all this, his hands shake more he feels his optics narrow as he glares back at Phantom and scoffs as he tries to restrain the growing instinct to shove his elongated claw /right/ into one of PHantom's optics, anyone paying attention can see said finger twitching. "Please that is all on camera, and in fact, everything I do has been documented!" He'd snarl. "And because you where being as idiotically unhinged, stupid and inconsistent, as normal when you tore ANOTHER fragging dimensional hole in the fabric of time."

**Overlord has posed:**
As Shockwave effectively takes custody of...the cannister, Overlord's expression shifts ever so slightly. There's almost a cold touch there. "We'll discuss the...analysis of the contents there later, Shockwave. I'll let Megatron and Starscream know a full report is...expected."

Looking back to Goth and Phantom, though, it seems there's more...entertaining things to deal with. Dustoff's name is dismissed lightly and he simply listens to the sneaky seeker prattle on. "Murder, you say?" He settles back in Dustoff's chair, and considers that a moment. "Exceptional claims require exceptional proof, Phantom. I trust you can deliver? Or...shall we play the game where guilt is assumed until innocence is proven?" He looks at Goth. "Care to counter? Or... better yet."

He opens a subspace pocket and draws out a single dagger, driving the point into the Medical Officer's desk with a solid thud. "History is written by the victor. I've a better idea...and you two are going to listen. That's an order." He smiles.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Vortex doesn't respond to his message, but he doesn't start a fight, at least, so Blast Off grows quiet. No point in bringing attention to himself right now. He'll just watch and see how things go... a lot of this has little to do with him. But Vortex- if Tex truly gets threatened then Blast Off may have to step up. He remains ready, just in case.

**Sinnertwin has posed:**
"Yeah." One head barks after finally gulping down the remains of the bucket. "He's not drunk enough yet to be one of those!" The other head chimes in.

Sinnertwin probably doesn't know what a consort is in that context, anyways.

The Terrorcon thumps his haunches down on the floor, one head watching Overlord while the other turns to watch Goth and Phantom. None of the big important people here really need him to do the sentry thing for them, as they could likely frag anyone else in the room on their own, between Giant Space Cannon and the Super-Duocon. So he just sits there next to his buddy the crazy rotor and his space jalopy bro. "Ooooooh. Maybe this is where he makes them fight to the death." "That would make this interesting, finally."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex is having a wonderful time it seems. He sits back and takes that wicked looking blade from subspace again and begins sharpening it on his left palm, opening a wound there. "So. You ever think. He brought up Dusty to distract everyone from the real threat? Phan has been nothing but problematic as of late and if you guys didn't interrupt I was gonna play. So whats this stuff on the ground? You should totally lick it up, T-D" he radios blast off <Don't worry, bro. Im just playing. Isnt this a fun little game?"

**Shockwave has posed:**
    "Of course, General." Shockwave replies stoically. He watches as Goth and Phantom start going at each other, unconcerned. The scientist has no interest in these petty squabbles or how they are resolved. If Phantom's life becomes threatened, then he will intervene and recall him. But for now, if Overlord has something in mind to settle the issue, then he is satisfied with allowing the mech to do whatever it is he desires.

    Therefore, he turns without another word and moves to return to his lab, taking the mysterious substance with him.

**Phantom has posed:**
"You /doctored/ that footage, you selfish, power hungry, lying piece of strutless steel!" Phantom hisses, folding his arms. "What other proof do I need? Look at him," he scoffs at Goth. "he's a disgruntled emotional mess, of course he's lying. And Vortex was just trying to kill me a nanosecond ago."

He glares at Vortex. "Oh please, your track record is that you're problematic constantly. Remember that time one of our prisoners escaped because of your attachment to that one female helicopter, who, by the way, is an Autobot now." He scoffs. "Nothing like that has ever happened because of me. Look at you. Your brothers constantly have to protosit you. Pathetic, really."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth flinches hearing, and seeing the dagger go into Dustoff's desk, his mind is going to every horrible place imaginable and.. Well, Phantom and Vortex are likely the only two that could take an educated guess that Goth was trying to suppress his own version of a intense anxiety attack.

      Goth's ears fall back against his helm as he turns to look at Overlord. Momentary ignoring Phantom's insults, right now he was attempting to get had control over his trembling frame, and unsteady voice as he opticed over Overlord... "Yes.. Sir?" Goth would question, he really did not want to fight Phantom to the death, mainly cause he had a reason to /remain/ alive.. a couple reasons actually, and could he even take Phantom with the way he was now...?

      Course shockwave ditches!... There is just more reason for Goth to like Soundwave more.

**Overlord has posed:**
"Are you quite done?" Whether it's a remark for Phantom or Goth is left to the two of them to figure out. "Corporal Goth, Private Phantom, stand by for orders..." He pulls out his datapad and turns the holoprojector on.

What's displayed is...well, it's a rock. A very...hazardous looking rock. With structures dotted across the surface. "Intel reports from an outside network of informants has uncovered some interesting...well, sights. Ones which I am interested in."

He motions to the display. "This...unknown colony has been labelled Camp 371. Initial reports hint it may have been a mining colony, which makes it valuable. Reports also indicate it is...abandoned, which makes it easy for us to claim. The...scouts I gleaned this information and location from, unfortunately, failed to have any further details to share, so there are a fair bit of unknowns."

Sounds simple so far, yes? That smirk on Overlord's face should clearly hint there's more to worry about.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Said space jalopy shoots Sinnertwin a sharp look at the mention of making Goth and Phantom fight to the death, frowning under his faceplate. It grows to a scowl as Vortex radios back, causing the shuttleformer to cross his arms. "<< Oh, it's a real \*riot\*, I'm sure... >>" He radios back, sarcasm dripping over every word. Possibly some irony, too, since it looks like it could BE a riot any time...

However, the way that Phantom digs into Vortex ruffles the shuttle's shiny new armor. "Pathetic? You want pathetic? Try looking in a mirror, Seeker! You-" He's about to say more when Overlord speaks and the shuttle immediately quiets down, armor smoothing again.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex snarls. "I am /so/ not attached to Juris. Not anymore." He says, holding that blade threateningly "You want a piece of this Phantom? Come get some. I'll rip out your optics and shove them up your afterburner. And everyone else here will just enjoy the show wont they? Because, lets face it, gentlemechs. We're all twisted, nasty, broken sadistic glithes who love a good fight. He radios Goth <<Dont let my performance go to waste. I made a distraction. Get out of here.>> he tenses "Oh slag. A mission togehter." he quiets down when Overlord speaks as well, still ready to strike but paying attention now.

**Sinnertwin has posed:**
Sinnertwin shakes one head. "No no no, Vortex." The other head lifts up. "You're suppose to shove them so far down his intakes he can see out his afterburners." "Takes longer, more painful." "Better insult." The two heads bob alternately in agreement.

That torture, however, pales in comparison to what Overlord comes up with -- forcing them to work together. "Yup. He won." "Sorry Vort. That's way more sadistic."

**Phantom has posed:**
"Oh really? I bet she doesn't even remember you," he sneers at the helicopter. When Vortex starts threatening him, he just steps back and folds his arms. "As if I need to prove my point any further," he says lazily, gesturing at Vortex. "His intentions are clear."

 Phantom doesn't seem displeased with the outcome. He chuckles in an unsettling way and tightbeams Goth. "<So you want to kill me, hm? Well, only one of us is going to come back. I'm going to make sure of that>"

 He nods at Overlord obediently. "Of course," he says. "My pleasure." A pause. "Seems like fertile ground to test the red foam. After Shockwave finishes analyzing it, perhaps we should take it along?"

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth knits his ridges and visibly cringes, trying to find coordinates on that datapad, his ears fallback. "And.. how long.. would this take, sir?" He' questions henstiantly, as he spies that smirk on Overlord's face. He would shift slightly, about to accept that outting form Vortex, but.. Well, he was very worried what OVerlord would threaten if Goth ran.

      Phantom had crossed the line, Goth had set of leaving Dustoff out of his shenanigans though.... tightbeaming back. "<<And I shall ensure the same.. You're spark will make /quite/ the fun test subject.>>" /now/ Goth was officially going to try and kill him.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex nods "Ies okay Phan Phan. Im gonna find a new femme you know. With four rotors. And syringes." he giggles. "Now, I like Sinnertwin's idea more but yeah. Overlord. I bow to your sadistic powers. A misison is far worse then anything I could do."

**Overlord has posed:**
"As long as it takes." He levels the timeline as plainly as he cares to. "Since the facility appears to be...vacant, I'll supply you both with the following." He pulls another dagger out of subspace and sets it next to the first, which is still standing upright in Dustoff's desk. "All other weaponry will be left behind. I also expect both of you to return..." He settles back. "I'm tired of watching the Decepticon might fall to pieces because of inner turmoil. If you both return with information? Good. If one of you returns... I'll take what information you have and kill you myself."

He motions casually around the room. "Since you both seem...intent on killing one another, whether it is warranted or not, you may both have your pick of a second to accompany you from those here in this room, not including myself." He thinks a moment. "And Blast Off is not...authorized to assist, either. I've something else for him." He grins. "Pick carefully. Your life may depend on it."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex crosses his arms. "Oh hey why are you giving Blast Off an assignment? He didnt do nothin."

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off looks a bit uncomfortable when Vortex calls them \*all\* sadistic, broken glitches, but he remains silent, simply watching as events unfold. He does feel a bit sorry for Goth, but Goth is just going to have to do as commanded. Life of a soldier, oh yay. Speaking of which... as Overlord mentions seconds, the shuttleformer tenses, glancing over at the rotary, expecting to be called out. But- wait, what? He blinks and looks over at Overlord and ....um. He frowns again, not yet asking a question, but his gaze certainly does. HUH? He glances back at Tex, then Overlord, still not sure he should speak or just try ignoring this and pretending it never happened and maybe it'll go away? "..."

**Sinnertwin has posed:**
"Probably because he's the one with enough brains to actually do something." Sinnertwin pitchs in helpfully unhelpful.

**Phantom has posed:**
Phantom watches Overlord carefully, his expression unreadable. But his optics glitter when he says "if only one of you returns, I'll take what information you have and kill you myself." And Goth is probably smart enough to know that Phantom is now going to do his damnedest to send Goth back alone, or make it look like Goth died on accident. He will also know Phantom is definitely clever enough to pull it off. He's the one who got them into this mess, and it's possible that this was the outcome he wanted all along.

 He glances over at Vortex,"I pick him," he says pointing at the helicopter. His optics flash, and it's clear that he has every intent to try to make sure both of them either die at the facility, or die by Overlord's hands.

Then he turns, and exits the premises, having nothing else to offer in regards to the situation.

**Goth has posed:**
     Oh great, now he can't even get the satisfaction of murdering Phantom if he was going to be stuck on some gods forsaken rock out in space away from his mate for only primus knows how long! that note, Overlord /had/ to be mess with his helm at this point, or least thats whats Goth's instinct was telling him as he watched those knives, thinking about the awnser Overlord gave him, or was it he was overthinking it?

      Goth would looked over the room a moment, knitting his ridges once more... So Sinnertwin, or Vortex... aand Phantom Chooses Vortex.. That was stupid on his part! as if Vortex was going to protect his aft... Though that just means... He'd sigh, rubbing at his helm, once PHantom leaves, Goth can feel himself ready to fall apart. "Play along my aft." He'd grumble about his order from before.

      "I suppose.. this means you.. and I Sinnertwin." He'd rub at his arm, the gravity of the situation was crashing down on him, he needed to Dustoff cobbled together. He'd glance at overlord. "And ah.. what if one is 'killed' by an accident of some sort?" He'd question to Overlord, he did know Phantom was lil'scrap after all.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex blinks "Me?" he says. "Oh, Phan Phan." he purrs. "I didnt know you wanted me to be your consort. This is so sudden." he fans himself. "I'd love to go to the ball of rock with you.." he giggles. "ANd Trash Dragon too? This i'll be fun. ANd overlord set us up on the date.."

**Overlord has posed:**
Overlord nods at Phantom. "Very well. Vortex, I expect you to go with." He looks at Goth and nods. "Vortex, Sinnertwin, I expect you both to ensure that these two don't kill one another and...keep them both alive, yes? Or...all four of you can die, just make sure to leave some information behind if that is the case." He nods. "Phantom...if the foam has properties that can be leveraged for extraction of energy sources, then...yes, take it. If it's simply to destroy the asteroid colony, then...I could care less."

He looks at his datapad and slides the two daggers across the desk for Goth and Phantom to take. "Don't forget those... I'd hate for you two to go...without some sort of defense, yes?" He grins and then looks at Blast Off. "You're all dismissed. I'll have a shuttle prepared to ferry your sorry afts to the colony. Lieutenant Blast Off...stay behind a moment."

**Blast Off has posed:**
Ok, Sinnertwin, Blast Off's opinion of you has just shot up considerably. The shuttleformer straightens just a skosh and rolls his shoulders back. Well, yes. He nods. Which stops the second Phantom speaks. Then he just stares. Fraaag. Now the shuttleformer grows antsy, fists flexing and protest \*just\* on the tip of his tongue. This isn't right! This is obviously a setup and Phantom's idiocy, combined with Vortex's, alas, is going to get them all killed! He fidgets, still barely holding back his protest, and then Overlord asks him to stay behind. Oh. Um. He blinks, settling down slightly. "...Yes, Sir."

**Sinnertwin has posed:**
Sinnertwin sits up straight and manages a saluting gesture with one clawed forelimb. With one head at least. An actual mission to guard things, yes!... Even if it's a mission that's probably doomed before its even started. Irrelivant. But they can't actually kill each other. Or use weapons besides the knife. But beastformers don't need weapons, so hah on them. Though now he might have to fight Vortex... then again, they're both crazy and sadistic enough to probably enjoy that in some way. Just no killing.

Thinking about that a moment, the other head leans closer to Goth and growls under its breath (it's as close as he gets to whispering) "Can't kill him... but you medic. You know how much someone can suffer living through."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth takes the dagger, looking at it, and glances down at one of his hands.. Easy enough to disquise as the other, he gives Sinnertwin a nod moves... hollowly, to the Stairway door, and puts in the code to open it, (leaving said door open) and makes his way down the stairs to the landing and places his helm against the second door as he tries to process all that has happened and what will happen as he shakly starts punching in the code.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex giggles "This is gonna be great." he says to himself, walking out to prep "I mean if its me versus trash dragon. Theres gonna be a lot of fun. Best. Misison . ever."

**Overlord has posed:**
Overlord waits for everyone else to leave, getting his datapad over to security settings to turn off the Medbay's cameras. "You are going to transport myself behind their shuttle... when they're on the installation, I want you to destroy it. I don't want them losing their nerve and leaving the installation before they've found what I need them to find. You're also not to speak a word of this to anyone...under penalty of treason." He waves the Shuttleformer off. "Dismissed."

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off stands at attention as Vortex leaves and Overlord informs him of his mission. The shuttleformer fights a feeling of unease the entire time, watching the big Decepticon commander closely. His optics pale and flicker slightly, but he nods. "Yes, Sir." Hmm. If he's going to be nearby anyway, then perhaps he can make sure his brother survives this mission... The shuttleformer turns and makes his way out without another word.

**Overlord has posed:**
Overlord watches as the medbay is left quiet and turns the cameras back on, a glance going down to where he stabbed the desk... Slowly, the corners of his mouth turn up in a smirk and he nods at some unspoken thought before standing and striding out of the room.