127/Hero of Nyon

**Arcee has posed:**
Arcee is on her way toward the Academy, when she decides to give Springer a call and let him know the latest news (provided he hasn't yet heard about it). "<< Springer? It's Arcee, are you anywhere near Iacon right now? >>"

**Springer has posed:**
Springer radios back, "Arcee! Yeah, I can be there in kliks. Where are you? I'll meet you." Springer drops what he's doing, and immediately transforms, heading for Iacon Central before he even gets a clear response from Arcee where he should go. He drives a little too aggressively and fast, but in his green muscle-speeder mode, people tend to get out of the way quickly. As soon as he hears back from Arcee he course-corrects and makes his way to meet her.

**Arcee has posed:**
"<< Over by the Academy, East Entrance. See you when you get here! >>" Arcee tightbeams cheerfully. Little does she know that Springer's barrelling through traffic. She waits for a little while, watching the road, then when she spots him approaching, she waves him over. "Hi!"

**Springer has posed:**
Springer vrooms over and approaches the east entrance at dangerous speed before transforming at the very last minute, skidding to a stop so close to Arcee that she can feel the heat coming off his breastplate. "Well, hello, there," he grins broadly. "You getting in some classes?" he asks, glancing meaningfully over at the Academy. "I have some things I should probably brush up on." Somehow he makes Academy classes sound daring and cool if he wants to do it.

**Arcee has posed:**
Arcee grins up at Springer. "Oh yes, I've already got the basic training done, but I'm trying to get through some more intermediate courses to get those skills up to where they need to be," she admits. "I'd definitely love to see you in class. Prowl's lectures are full of good information, just hard to sit through. Oh! Wait until I tell you who's joined the academy, you're never going to believe this. But I saw him with my own optics. Do you remember Hot Rod? As in, hero of Nyon Hot Rod?? He's enrolled. I don't know how he is as a student, but he's here."

**Springer has posed:**
Springer makes a face. "'Hero of Nyon', huh? Well, I'm glad he finally came around," Springer says sourly. "What's he studying? I'm guessing he can test out of demolitions." Springer quickly changes the subject. "What intermediary classes are you taking? I should study gymnastics again. I feel better when I have a chance to regularly push myself to my limits and surpass them." He frowns, and changes the subject once more. "Any word on the security situation?"

**Arcee has posed:**
Arcee smirks a bit. There's no subtlety there in how the big green mech feels about Rod. "He got mad and walked out of one of Prowl's lectures, so..." Arcee shrugs. "He doesn't have much patience for the whole 'learning' thing. Right now, I'm taking a number of courses on the law enforcement track, including field investigations and criminal theory. Not because I want to become a Prowler, I don't..." she grins a bit, "But it helps make my field reports more concise to learn the right investigative techniques. And yes, you should totally join the gym! The academy has a nice one, you know. Have I convinced you to sign up yet?"

**Springer has posed:**
Springer smirks attractively. "If you're a member of the Academy, that's all the motivation I need! Strength is more than physical - it's good that you never stop learning. I should do the same. Investigative track, huh? Sounds interesting. Not sure what I'd study - maybe law. Learn the details of what I'm enforcing to better stick it to the Decepticons." He laughs at the idea. "I'd probably just spend my time fighting and getting over-energized, though, like the last time I took classes." Springer seems more proud than ashamed of his checkered past.

**Arcee has posed:**
Arcee laughs. Springer's quite an unusual character to her. He has a fun side, but his serious side is shrouded in darkness and mystery. The 'fun' side of Springer is very appealing. "So?? That's what most of those mechs do, only the weird ones like me actually do the assignments! You'll do just fine," she insists playfully. "Oh! Before I forget -- I have something really important to tell you. Have you seen Blurr recently? Wasn't sure if you knew what bit of intel he was able to get."

**Springer has posed:**
Springer's serious side immediately reasserts itself as soon as she mentions intel from Blurr. His optics narrow and his jaw sets. "No, I haven't," he admits to Arcee. "What's the situation?" he asks, lowering his voice and leaning closer to Arcee. His massive frame looms over her and he smells of hot metal and gun oil. All joking put aside, he quiets and listens intently in case what Arcee has to say is tactically or strategically important.

**Arcee has posed:**
"Okay, well he decided to break into Starscream's residence in Vos to see if he could hack the computer," Arcee explains. "I don't think he had much success with \*that\*, but while he was there, another Seeker showed up and he and Starscream had a conversation. Seems that the Decepticons have...claimed the Vosian Flight Academy for themselves, and moved it to a new location. That was all he was able to get. So we don't know exactly /where/ the flight academy is, now, only that Starscream's probably in charge of it. I asked Blurr if he thought maybe someone neutral would be able to get further information about it, say...that femme who does deliveries for hire, Swivel? Blurr didn't think that was a good idea, but I wanted to see what you think."

In Arcee's processor, a new thought begins to form: she thinks she's beginning to like the aroma of hot metal and gun oil.

**Springer has posed:**
Springer's optics ridges knit together as his frown deepens. "I heard about Starscream's attack on the other students - sending Swivel into that mess is NOT a good idea," he says protectively, clenching his large fists. "There has to be better ways to collect intel than putting innocents in danger. Do we have any indication of where they went? Surely Starscream couldn't have taken off with that many students and not left a single trace. Who was the other Seeker Blurr encountered at Starscream's residence?"

**Arcee has posed:**
"Oh, I agree, it's not the best idea by any means," Arcee admits. "It was just one option, and since the Decepticons wouldn't know she's there to listen in, it wouldn't be as dangerous. If, on the other hand, they suspected me of eavesdropping on their conversation in Maccaddam's, for example, they wouldn't have any hesitation about blowing that place up, because they know full well I have a reason to listen. And /that/ option would put innocents in danger, as well. Right now...we have absolutely no idea where that flight school is." She thinks for a moment. "I'm not sure, just one of the other Seekers who showed up at the residence unexpectedly. I think Blurr was concentrating more on getting out of there at that point."

**Springer has posed:**
Springer nods slowly, processing the information. "And Starscream was in his apartment after the attack on the Academy? Was this before or after someone tried to blow him up?" Serious or not, Springer has to smirk at that. "This is coming at a really bad time. Those who didn't want to join up are dead - maybe it is better if Starscream wants to focus on training a bunch of Seeker clones while we secure the energon source."

**Arcee has posed:**
"I'm pretty sure it happened afterward, this was very recent," Arcee confirms. "...Hmmm. Well when you put it that way, maybe it isn't something we need to be concentrating our energies on. Unless...well see, Blurr likened the entire thing to a terrorist training camp. That doesn't seem too far off the mark, actually. It's serious business, because they can just put new recruits through the paces of learning how to destroy."

**Springer has posed:**
Springer seems to agree. "It should definitely be a priority, but maybe one to focus on next - after we secure the energon. In the meantime, if Starscream is travelling back and forth between this camp, his residence, and public places, surely we can send someone to track him - I'll see if I can get one of my mechs on it if Prowl doesn't have someone better in mind. Trust me - I'd love to get a crack at them after what they did at that refinery." Springer flexes his massive hands, as if preparing them to crush Starscream personally.

**Arcee has posed:**
"I have absolutely no doubt in my mind that you could crack open a Seeker or two," Arcee notes, looking...way up, at Springer. "Possibly even three." She knows he's wrapped up in serious mode at the moment, so she refrains from joking around. Still, he's intense enough to have her full attention. "...Hey, I need to go put the finishing touches on an assignment that's due tonight," she admits. "I hope you enroll and I see you around, more..."

**Springer has posed:**
Springer does crack a smile at that, even if his jaw and body language remains tense. "I'll look into it - no, I'll make it happen. Maybe we can be study-buddies," he grins, still flexing those hands. "I'll let you get back to work. You hear anything else, though, give me a call, OK?" He backs up at last, leaving Arcee's personal space. "Nice to see you, and glad you're getting in some classes in amongst all the craziness. Nice to have a chance to do something real once in a while," he says, which might be an odd thing to say about the collection of simulators and theory behind the Academy walls.

**Arcee has posed:**
"I sure will. It's always good to see you, Springer." Arcee smiles warmly. "Hey, if all of those assignments add up to better results out in the field, then that will be the payoff, far as I'm concerned. Stay safe...or strong, whatever the case may be."