1230/Roll Call

Cast of Characters: | Blast Off, Starscream, Valour, Vortex, 135

**Starscream has posed:**
     Two Solar-cycles, it was two solar-cycles till the meeting, and he was trying to get work done before then, right now he was assessing the soldiers and their combat capabilities, specifically those that had been... Absent, from combat of late.

      He'd vent and look up from his datapad, to see who was there, counting those he recognized, before he started calling off names. "Valour?" He'd call.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off stands at attention, more or less, violet optics dim and bored. He doesn't think that he really likes Starscream much, but the Seeker is second in command of the Decepticons, so... orders are orders. He waits, watching but not volunteering any information.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex is trailing behind Blast Off, maybe just to see what Starscream is going on about. He looks to Blast Off and mutters "What did we do?" he thinks hes in trouble. Why else would he be here?"

**Valour has posed:**
    Valour snaps to immediate attention when called. His body is ramrod straight and still, but his wings continue to buzz with fervor. "Sir, yes, sir!" he calls out with the enthusiasm of a fresh recruit. His purple and black armour is polished to a mirror shine. His cyber-claymore is slung across his back but combat ready. His heels are locked together, and his hands are held straight at his side, optics focused directly in front of him. If needed, he could use used a textbook example of proper drill.

**Starscream has posed:**
     Leave it to Valour to try to impress, Starscream nods to him. "Have you been keeping up with your training since your time off planet?" He'd ask, Starscream himself sounded board, tired even, he'd been dealing with all that damn paperwork this pass Deca-cycle, anticipating Megatron's return to leading.

      He'd glance over noticing Vortex and his face twitches, oh.. Oh no, things were about to get even more difficult for him. He'd gesture for Vortex to get in line with the rest of the soldiers with a scowl before looking back to Valour, and hmmed. "Have been with us for sometime now.." He'd murmur to himself.

**Blast Off has posed:**
"WE didn't do anything," Blast Off asides back to Vortex, "Except be the \*exceptional\* warriors that we are. Starscream should have no complaints about \*us\*." He continues to look a bit smug and aloof, though he remains more or less at attention, hands at his sides.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex stands at attention as well. "Ons trained us to be the best. Everyone knows that, right?"

**Valour has posed:**
    "Sir, yes, sir!" Valour repeats. "Aerial tactics, military history, sword combat, and Decepticon orthodoxy, sir!" Valour reports. "High marks in all, sir, and ready to resume my training here on Cybertron!" A tinge of excitement creeps into his voice as he talks about drill and training. There may be something wrong with him. His body remains stock still while his purple-accented black wings continue to vibrate.

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream quirks a ridge at Valour, he knew the youth was a fan-boy, but... Gods, he'd just forgotten experiencing it. He'd give Valour a simple nod. "Good then, We'll be starting training exercises again soon to... 'help' those who've not been in battle, or not been in battle for sometime, readjust." He'd state carefully with a nod.

      He'd glance over to Blast Off and Vortex as they started petting their egos, as well as Onslaught's.. How Onslaught manipulated the lot into being stupidly loyal was byond him, and something he needed to figure out, but for now... He'd sigh.

      "Blast off." He'd call.

**Blast Off has posed:**
"They \*ought\* to," Blast off agrees to Vortex, then turns to look as Starscream addesses him. "We've proven ourselves time after time, haven't we? Onslaught has trained us well." Indeed, they are all stupidly loyal to the blue-gray Combaticon commander... or they'd call it \*brilliant\*. And him. Ahem. "Yes, Sir?," he replies with his usual aloof drawl.

**Valour has posed:**
    "I am ready to serve!" Valour responds as Starscream moves his attention to the next person in line. Valour then quiets, remaining perfectly still, optics forward, as Starscream addresses the rest of the Decepticons present.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex nods "That's true." says the gray and teal chopper. "You know not everyone can be as awesome as us but you guys can continue to try."

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream quirks a ridge and rolls his optics behind his datapad at what he hears, before reading it propper. "Do report, what was this long absence from the field form you? As it appears after such, you where... Well, quickly shot down in the battle that occurred after." He'd say as he read, mumbling and going over statistics in his helm. "A flamethrower?" He'd state in confusion as he looked at something in the datapad.

**Blast Off has posed:**
The smug looks holds until Starscream mentions being shot down. Blast Off's violet optics flicker. "I-That was a fluke! An unfortunate and absurd abberation from normalcy which shall not happen again! I-I wasn't gone \*that\* long, just had some things to do..." He pulls back his broad shoulders for a shrug, armor plates bristling momentarily before smoothing again- then flattening at the mention of flamethrower.

He turns to eye Starscream directly. "Yes, well...I'm a shuttle, quite heat resistant you know, so a flamethrower simply made \*sense\*. I can dish it and take it." He grips his hand into a fist. "A mighty space warrior, after all."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex nods "Yeah he gets shot down sometimes, but...he normally takes half the bots defenses down when he does it." he crosses his arms defensively.

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream leaned slightly away from Blast off, not wanting to get any of that 'mighty space warrior' on him, and just nodded simply. "Yes..Yes..Right." He'd state with a slight shake of the helm. "Does seem... Useful, the best-former seemed quite amused by the fact you'd set Prowl on fire, so a useful addition indeed." He'd muse aloud.

      He'd glance to Vortex and rolled his optics. "Hmph.. Vortex, yes right, notes about you getting a scouter." He'd grumble, before taking out a stylus to write on his Datapad. "You've been noticeably on the field more than you..Bother." He'd state tartly.

      He glanced back to Valour for a moment.. only to realize he think he'd realized how Onslaught kept the other combaticons in line, and hemmed.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off's armor plates fluff up at the praise from Vortex- as well as making him look even more smug. "Exactly! They concentrate fire on me sometimes because they know how \*devastating\* my orbital bombardments are!" He nods to Tex, then looks back to the SiC. "Yes, I do believe Goth quite... appreciated the irony. I do intend to repeat it in the future. Quite satisfying."

He stops and listens as Starscream speaks of Vortex. "Like me, he's been out there bringing grief and destruction to the Autobots. We Combaticons know our... combat, after all."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex nods "Shooting at Blurr and anyone else that gets in our way." He says, his rotors flaring a bit. "I pull my share, commander." he says.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot makes his way in looking at all assembled but says nothing. Nodding to Starscream he doesn't move to join the line, least not yet. For now he just observes what the Commander is doing.

**Valour has posed:**
    Valour is at the head of the line, standing at strict attention even though Starscream has long passed his position. Valour's wings quiver in barely-constrained excitement.

**Starscream has posed:**
     "Right.. Right.. 'Goth'" Bots forged offworld always had the strangest of names.. He'd shake his helm and Vent, noting Sixshot, and hemmed. "Right then, Tell me, when was the last time you had all had a proper training exercise?" He'd question, holding up his datapad, he already knew the answer, but he wanted to know who'd answer truthfully.

      His wings would twitch upward as he started walking. "I've requested of our lord to start holding regular exercise once more, and given the upcoming sige periode..." He'd then mumble something.

      "I'd rather not have to send Sixshot out every time, like what has been recorded the past.." He'd start looking over how long /that/ had been going on.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off nods as Tex speaks. "Indeed. All of us Combaticons do." He clasps his black hands behind his back, watching as Starscream walks along the line of troops. At the mention of practice, his armor fluffs up again. "Onslaught has us practice regularly, Sir. In fact, we were due some more in a cycle or so."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex nods "Yeah, Ons usually runs drills with us. Every day or so." He says. "If ya want, I can start goin' with Sixshot on his patrols?" he offers.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot listens to Starscream before making his way to a position near the line saying, "I can take the punishment but agree I have limits." He looks to Vortex before adding, " I'll leave that decision to command."

**Valour has posed:**
Valour remains silent. His armour is shined to a near mirror finish and his wings vibrate in excitement at the thought of additional drill and training.

**Starscream has posed:**
     "Yes.. Well, You'll be doing quite a bit more once I have this schedule figured out." He'd huff. "I doubt that is necessary." He'd quip to Vortex, glancing over to the group. "It is we cannot continuously keep deploying only the beast-former and the Lieutenant here, and as he stated, he does has his limits, and the Beast-fromer has little, next to none actual military training, so that's a liability /waiting/ to happen." He'd explain a bit sourly.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off decides just \*looking\* at Valour is making him feel tired. He squints at the mech... "Remind me to introduce Valour to a nice, relaxing glass of wine sometime..." he mutters to Vortex.

Turning to look back at the others again, he finds himself huffing at Starscream before thinking twice. "Excuse me, \*we Combaticons\* hit the battlefield just as often as those two!" He stops and lets out a vent, trying to collect himself before continuing, "But if Goth needs more training, I'm sure we can oblige."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex nods "Yeah, he takes his job pretty seriously." he says. "Yeah Im more then happy to help any of the fresh faces learn. I know I dont look this way but I can be disciplined"

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot looks to Blast Off but doesn't comment as he just nods. Looking back to Starscream he says, "He is learning and his drones have been useful along with scouting abilities. But do agree he does need a bit more."

**Starscream has posed:**
     "I'm sure our Lord will be the judge of that when he gets the chance to evaluate his.. abilities, seems some didn't give him a proper introduction upon reaching the planet." He'd vent and just look at Blast Off and Vortex, and shook his helm, just.. No.

      "Right then, that's all I need for now." He'd glance around and hem. "Do tell me, what areas of... Skill, are you seeing to improve?" He'd question carefully as he opticed over the group.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off's grip tightens as his hands remain clasped to each other behind his back. Shoulders pulled rearward, he stands somewhat stiff. He huffs softly but doesn't retort back to Starscream. As for skills... hmm. "Well, my skills are already top-notch, of course," starts the egotistical shuttle, "But..." He pauses before adding, "I am looking to strengthen my shields, withstand more assaults on the battlefield."

**Valour has posed:**
    "Sir!" Valour chips in. "There are many who can teach us to fight, but few with your political acumen and experience." Remaining ramrod straight, Valour continues, "A chance to learn from your perspectives as a former representative - to better learn how to affect the pumps and processors of the masses to see our superior point of view --- sir, that would be invaluable." Valour's excitement clearly bleeds into his vocalizer.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot almost rolls his optics at Valour before looking to Starscream, "I already keep myself focused on training as necessary. But been looking to speak with ops and medical to least figure out the recent issues with my t-cog. Shockwave has not been available so may consult Scrapper as well as Dustoff."

**Starscream has posed:**
     "Hmph, Yes, Dustoff and the Be--Ahem.. Goth, have those written down already, I was more meaning in the realm of training." They will be a bit confused, but their sparks where in the right place.

      He'd glance to Valour. "Oh if only it was as simple as that Valour, oooh if only it was that simple..." He'd tone got a bit bitter as he looked from Valour to his datapad, yep, there was the petty glitch known as Starscream.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off goes back to eying Valour again. Way, \*he\* is going to need a relaxing drink after watching Valour... be Valour over there. Ugh. Still, he simply nods.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex stares at the sky for a while giving a slight sigh. The rotary seems to be losing interest in all the ego boosting, concentrating on some distant star or another. Cybertron to Vortex. nope. Out in space right now.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
"That will be better decided when don't have a chance to lockup even in the simulations. But as always will be improving on aim as well as mixing different combat styles whether melee or vehicle.", Sixshot replies as he focuses on Starscream, "Though that also means learning to adapt better if stuck."

**Starscream has posed:**
     "Ah, Yes, accuracy training, now that is something I can work with." Don't want the troupes to be total white-armored poor shots, now did they? Starscream would nod. "I'll see what I can put together, after I go over what our lord wishes for us to start with." he'd state.

      "I do hope you all plan on taking part in the meeting that is planned..I'd also suggest filing any..Concerns, you have, with I or our lord, where they can be rightfully addressed during said meeting."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex sighs "I'd love to go but Ons hase me on patrols. Can't be helped, right?"

**Blast Off has posed:**
"Well, \*I'm\* not a poor shot, that's for sure..." Blast Off mutters to himself. He nods to the Seeker. "If I'm available, I shall."

**Valour has posed:**
    "Sir! I will be there, sir!" Valour chimes in, because of course he does.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot nods, "I'll be there as requested. Not unless some fools cause a disturbance that requires attention."

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream hems at Vortex. "I'll ensure Onslaught will have a recording from you then." He'd sigh, and look to the others and nodded. "If that is all then, you all are dismissed.... Have quite the paperwork list to take back to our lord." That's right, he was already back on the planet.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Hmm. Megatron AND Starscream. Great. Welp. Surely neither could ever complain about HIS amazing work! Blast Off brushes off a speck of dust from a heat shield. "Very well." He nods to the others, then begins making his way out. "Come, Vortex, I need a relaxing drink after watching Valour vibrate over there. It was \*exhausting\*...."

**Valour has posed:**
Valour is dismissed and heads out. If he hears Blast Off's comment, he makes no sign...

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex nods "He does Vibrata a lot doesnt he!" he says. "Allright tell me how that meeting goes. Hope no one gets shot." maybe thats why hes not there.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot watches Valour leave shaking his head as he wonders about some seekers. Valour certainly different from Phantom, Thundercracker, and especially Skywarp. He makes his own way out of the area.