1295/Scouting a head.

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream was tapping his heels impatiently as he stood just out of sight of the Decepticon and Autobot territory line for the Sonic Canyons, he was here to do scouting.. Him, scouting! Who's hair-brained idea was this again?! He had his arms crossed, grumbling under his vents as he waited for his supposed scouting entourage.

**Onslaught has posed:**
Onslaught was likewise sent out to scout, but unlike Starscream he's relishing the chance to be out in the field, taking measurements, discussing terrain, perhaps even mapping things! He's not quite humming as he makes his way to the rendevous, but he's close enough to it.

**Megatron has posed:**
Megatron has made a personal appearance tonight, looking over the canyons. The Autobots have shown interest in them as of late, so why not set up a little surprise for them?

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream takes note of all of those who where here, at least ONSLAUGHT doing scouting made sense, not him and their lord! (though he was partially amused by the idea that Megatron was doing grunt work.) Starscream let out a disgruntled groan and made is way over the cliff side, to try and a get a look out of where the base was located, he could also tell, there was a wind storm brewing.

      "Hmph, well.. I was right about to warn of the high winds..."

**Onslaught has posed:**
Onslaught pauses, nodding respectfully to Starscream. "A broken chronometer can be right twice a cycle, as they say," he says. "We may want to take samplse of data on the wind speeds in this area. We may be able to use the storms to our advantage."

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream would look over at Onslaught and squinted at the remark the Combaticon leader made. "Excuse me?" He'd ask with a raised ridge, glaring almost at the combaticon. He was not a broken chronometer! How rude!

**Onslaught has posed:**
Onslaught looks over at Starscream, a quizzical look on his face. 'I apologize, SIC Starscream, I assumed you understood the metaphor. It's a reference to a chronometer being stuck on a certain time. While it doesn't accurately tell time, it does inadvertantly show the correct time at least twice a cycle."

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream slapped his hand over his optics, and swears... /Combaticons/ "I know what a chronometer is, Major!" He'd snap in true Starscream fashion... Yeah, he was in a mood. Starscream signs out and rolls his pauldrons as he looks back down to the canyons below.

      He'd then push himself up and turn to look at the group. "My Lord, I do suggest we don't linger to long, else we may risk being detected early..." He'd grumble and glance back to Onslaught. "Have you been able to gather enough of the necessary data?"

**Megatron has posed:**
Megatron has to do grunt work. He thinks thats the only way to assure it gets done. "Indeed." He says. As Onslaught and Starscream start to snipe at each other he shakes his head. "This isn't the place." oh why does he always have to protoform sit these people? "Once we get the data we should return."

**Onslaught has posed:**
Onslaught nods to Starscream. "I see," he says. "My mistake, then. I apologize for overestimating your ignorance, Starscream." That said, Onslaught bows respectfully to Megatron. "Yes my liege," he says. "I have nearly finished gathering the necessary information. There are a few more data points I'd like to collect, in the nature of doing a thorough survey."

**Starscream has posed:**
     Ohhh the urge to get that Combaticon stabbed was rising, but no, no he needs to keep his own temper in check, specially with Megatron's optics currently around. Once he's no longer facing megatron (completely missing MEgatron's disapproving head shake!) he'd roll his optics, and pulled out a datapad to check said data.

      "And these points would be?" he'd question with a dismissive wave and spin of his wrist.

**Megatron has posed:**
Megatron nods "Quickly, I grow impatient with the bickering." He says, looking on the horizon. "We don't need any Sky Lynx or Blurr shaped distractions."

**Onslaught has posed:**
Onslaught begins ticking points off on his fingers. "Topographical surveys of the area, including ground-penetrating radar to attempt to find any potential new hidey-holes the Autobots may have excavated. Infra-red scans to search for anomolous heat signatures, data on wind speeds as well as other local weather conditions, particularly anything that might impact our fliers, either negatively or positively," he says. "yes, Lord Megatron. Almost done."

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream just grumbles to himself about bickering, Onslaught was the one that insinuated he was an idiot! Sure he may of sometimes did things of /questionable/ judgment, but he was by far from being dumb.

      "Fiiine then." He'd say wit almost a dramatic sigh and looked out over the horizon once more. "Hmph... I suspect they won't be stationing Sky Lynx here, considering the massive bulk of that egotistical beast, he would be quite hard to miss moving into place." He'd muse as he looked back to the group.

**Megatron has posed:**
Megatron nods "I'd rather not give them the chance. Onslaught ..gather your...scans or whatcnot. when you are done. We will depart."

**Onslaught has posed:**
Onslaught finishes running a few last scans, takes a few hundred more pictures and finally, nods. "Yes my lord," he says. "I am finished. We may depart at your leisure."

**Starscream has posed:**
     "Finely." Starscream scoffs as he strides to join their Lord, tossing his datapad into his subspace and folding his arms behind him. "Getting far to antsy being out here with the risk of our position being given away." Gee, and who's fault would that end up being? certainly not his!

**Megatron has posed:**
Megatron nods "And if we don't come out here we will lose the advangage. You need to plan ahead more, Starscream."

**Onslaught has posed:**
Onslaught nods. 'I concur, my lord," he says. "A good plan can win a battle before you even hit the field."

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream gives a offended, and slightly scandalized, look to Megatron as he scoffs and places a hand over his chassis. "But My lord, I do plan ahead!" He would then give Onslaught the slight stink optic, but grumbles and keeps walking with the three as they start to pack up... He'll show the ma plan alright.. He just needed to be patient.

**Megatron has posed:**
Megatron nods "Well then. Both of you can prove this with more victories. I look forward to seeing them in the future."

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream grumbles once more, mostly because he's realized, once Megatron says that: that he's played himself.

      "But of course My lord, victory is always something I plan for." Just, things don't always go his way. He'd keep walking though.