1234/Thoughts and Tinksers

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock was still in the barracks as she awaited clearance after being downed by Sixshot and Ravage... She was currently sitting in one of the chairs in front of the table, working on, and focusing on modifying the inner wires of her stave in silent thought.. Her twin pistols were also set on the table with the safety on, having been working on them previously.

**Sky Lynx has posed:**
How long has it been since Lynx ventured into the barracks proper? Quite a while, actually... primarily due to his own size taking up all of the space. But, hey, at least it's not outright impossible, and...honestly, there's room.

It's just the stories everyone runs from that really keep him at bay, but shhhhh. Don't tell anyone.

All the same, he's making his rounds, just surveying how everything is going for the most part and giving the various occupants in the area a brief look, nod, or smile as deemed fitting for the moment. Spying Starlock, he leans over and takes a look. "Working on something there?"

**Jazz has posed:**
Jazz enters last, apparently, and standing near the entrance he seems to be doing a spot check. Making sure those bunks are nice and tight.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock perked up and looked over, her focused scowl vanishing into a slight smile at Lynx, and nodded. "Yeah.. Tinkering with my weapons, doing maintenance.. Thinking." She'd nod again affirmatively as she leaned back in the seat, keeping on with her work.

      She'd think a moment, wondering if Lynx really wanted to hear what she'd been doing with her weapons.. Their weapons after all, she'd then spy Jazz. "Hello Jazz." She'd call out before looking down at her hands.

**Sky Lynx has posed:**
"Sounds intriguing." Lynx glances over, giving Jazz a curt nod of greeting as well before turning his attention back to Starlock and the work being done. "Anything in particular you're pondering on? I know I've always been curious about just what, if anything, goes through the mind of tinkerers when they're tyring to figure out how best to go about their work." He chuckles softly. "Everything going alright?"

**Jazz has posed:**
Jazz blinks exactly twice having not noticed the two. How he did not notice Sky Lynx is ...let's say strange, "Ah. Bots are out and about," he pulls the white gloves off of his hands.

"Congagation? Makes the Nation?" he rhymes.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Sh'ed nod when Lynx asked, which overruled her thoughts on if it was okay, and smiled. "Trying to train and modify my pistols and blades to be able to strike multiple targets at once, like your supposed to be able to when dual wielding." She'd muse. "Get this to work as a stun weapon, then maybe see if I can pick up a rifle instead to use at long range to help with targeting... Kinda don't get why I didn't do that in the first place." She'd nod.

      She'd look up at Jazz and chuckled. "If you got the time, with those rhymes, I don't a reason, not to..." She'd squint, trying remember the word she was looking for to finish that sentence, but it was like she was hitting a wall, it was at the tip of her tongue. "...I forgot the words I want." She'd puff a cheek.

**Sky Lynx has posed:**
The magic that allowed Jazz to miss Sky Lynx is precisely the same magic that allows Goth to miss Sky Lynx. It can't be explained. Just one of Cybertron's greater mysteries.

Lynx blinks a bit at Jazz's rhymes... "You don't look like Wheelie..." He muses a moment, but that's about all. What else is there to say, anyway? So hey!

Hmm. He looks back at Starlock. "A stun weapon, hmm? That could be remarkably useful in the field... any particular reason you're pursuing that?"

**Jazz has posed:**
Jazz rubs his chin for a little over hearing the conversation.

"A medic upgrading weapons. What a state Cybertron is in," he states.

He walks over however to look at the project.

"Roadbuster would be able to help you no?"

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock snapped her fingers as the word then back back to her. "I wanted 'season' for that rhyme." She'd laugh and grin up at Lynx, glancing over to Jazz as he says that, and looks back down at her stave, a bit sadly and vents.

      She'd proper herself up, somewhat hiding her feelings on the matter as she gives a wave of her hand like it wasn't something of a grand reasoning. "Ehh...I can't tend to people if I've got the enemy baring down my neck as I have of late, allows for me to mostly, harmlessly stun them to be able to get away, that and having something like this would be important in situations...like..." she'd glance away going a bit quite.

      "Like what happened with uh.. Quartz and Epitaph..." She'd mumble and kept working, now with a bit more anxiety. "Roadbuster? Mech I was playing cards with? Naww, said it himself, more a soldier than a techy."

**Sky Lynx has posed:**
Sky Lynx hmms. "Rather...frighteningly, I think Nightlash is actually fond of tinkering with things, though you're more likely to end up with something that detonates on impact than stuns." He chuckles softly before setting himself down and pondering. "And...yes, I see. They have been using hard tactics to go after the more vulnerable points of our team, haven't they... Perhaps we can look into some shielding devices to help our support and logistical teams?" He glances over at Jazz.

**Jazz has posed:**
Jazz nods slowly, "I see if we can or can't get something that's mobile."

"In the meantime we are just going to have to pay better attention."

He glances back at Sky Lynx, "I mean if you get in front of her, I don't think anyone would be able to hit her," he pats Sky Lynx on the side.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock lets out a laugh. "Yeah, I did think of going to lash, but.. explosions." She'd say, gesturing to Lynx, though it was a thought, to go see Lash. "And yeah, they /really/ don't like that cannon of mine, think their starting to notice I use it on the heavy hitters like Sixshot, for a reason." She'd nod.

      "Still need to find a proper way to get my hands on a rifle to modify it." She'd hem, as her stave wasn't the issue, but the mention of a shield. "S'idea, I've actually mentioned to First aid, how he'd benefit from a forcefield device like Hyperdrives." She'd nod and then chuckle.

      "They tend to pay more attention to Lynx then me when we're on the field together." She'd grin.

**Sky Lynx has posed:**
Sky Lynx mmhms. "Indeed, indeed... though, I think breaking Megatron a few times has something to do with that." He gives a soft chuckle. "Grudges outweigh strategic minds for the Decepticons, it seems." He gives a soft exhale and ponders that a moment. "Perhaps...we need to start thinking better on our battlefield pairings in the interrim, then. Ensure that no one is deployed on the field without someone who can help safeguard them in kind..."

**Jazz has posed:**
Jazz exhales slightly cringing his brow and Sky Lynx, "You can give the orders..." he lets that ride

"Speaking of orders, Nightlash is not allowed out there alone. I told her but I would appreciate if you followed up on that."

**Starlock has posed:**
     "I agree Lynx, I try to learn what everyone can do by watching them in the training simulators, to better assist them in the field, case and point, my cannon, it destroys armor, so it allows those who can't hit as hard an easier time, or allow those like you, lash, or Prowl to get an advantage... The reason behind my stave currently, and the rifle I want, is to use my own aim to help those who are having a harder time hitting targets." She'd explain with a spin of her wrist and chuckled.

      She'd then have a thought and groaned. "And if Blurr and, or, Hot Rod are on the field, make sure there is someone /responsible/ also out there." she'd vent. "Blurr's left me alone on the field more than once, limping back on my own from a fight." She'd huff, Hot rod didn't need explaining.

**Sky Lynx has posed:**
Sky Lynx looks over at Jazz a moment...and then gives a nod. "Certainly, I'll make sure she's made aware of that requirement for field work and operations." He considers that a bit before looking over to Starlock. "Well, there are two thoughts on the matter, I suppose. Break them before they break you, or...avoid at all costs. I'm fairly adept at taking a blow and dealing it back twice in kind... and certainly support to help drain or diminish the effectiveness of a target is appreciated, but don't take that on at the expense of your own safety and well-being."

**Jazz has posed:**
Jazz shakes his head slightly, "I'll have to have a discussion with Blurr it seems."

"What else is going on?" he asks in general.

**Starlock has posed:**
     "I try not to, but when it's someone like.. Recently, Blurr, Hoist, and me, against Sixshot, Vortex and..." She'd grumble rubbing at her back. "Ravage... Hitting Sixshot with that sort of thing is important." She'd nod and then think, looking down at her stave.. Something was on her mind, but she didn't say.

      She'd shrug. "Outside that? Not much i'm aware of, things have been sort of mellow." She'd start tinkering with her stave again. "Had a training session with Springer, almost won." She'd chuckle.

**Sky Lynx has posed:**
Sky Lynx lets out a soft vent and nods a bit. "Right, that is certainly...sound thinking." He ponders a bit. "I would still wager... when you remain standing, everyone remains standing longer, so...do please be careful, hmm?" He chuckles softly before stretching a bit to cycle the hydraulics and pneumatic systems supporting his weight. "Good to hear you're doing well in training, though, that's always a good thing." He nods curtly.

**Jazz has posed:**
"Springer huh?" Jazz raises an optic ridge.

"Springer likes to mix it up in the training room and has much more fun breaking stuff than a bot should," he nods impressed.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock smiled and reached over to pat Lynx. "I try to be, That's always the intention when I'm on the field, but strategy and planning can only account for so much when chance decided not to be in your favour." She'd laugh.

      She'd glance over to Jazz. "He's also a /terrible/ flirt." She'd grin widely.

**Sky Lynx has posed:**
Sky Lynx hmms, and then chuckles softly. "Well, I'd say Springer has fine tastes if that's the case... even if his execution is lacking." He leaves it at that before thinking a moment. "Right, well, I should see to some of our more...critical areas of defense that need shoring up. A shame that work has to call, but...work indeed calls."

**Jazz has posed:**
Jazz nods, "Well, go get'um Sky Lynx."

He looks towards Starlock, "And he's always like that."

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock stopped and her ridges knitted, ready to say something but just.. /huffs/ and laugh,s shaking her helm. "Alright Lynx, was nice getting a chance to talk to you." She'd smile, giving him a two finger salute, before looking to Jazz.

      "That doesn't surprise me in the slightest, had always read books with characters like that, didn't think they /actually/ existed." She'd laugh.