New Recruits, Anyone?

[Neko-chan]

"Hi, how are you?" Nightshade waved happily, liking the gesture. "I'm Nightshade, and this grump is Wraith."
"I'm not a grump. I'm annoyed." Wraith sighed. "Hello, Helena. It's nice to meet you." he turned to ChromeSpark, still annoyed with the outgoing femme by name of Nightshade. "Let me know if and when you need any help. I love learning new things."
"Let me know if you need any help with any lines of code. I'd love to help out." Nightshade put in.

[Psychowing]

Helena smiled. "Doing well, thank you." she couldn't help but chuckle a little at the two, "It's nice to meet you two."

ChromeSpark looked at Wraith and nodded with a bright, friendly smile. "Why thank you, Wraith. And thank you, Nightshade. Some of our engineers have trouble with coding, so that will be very useful to us."

Talon smiled faintly. "Now, we will conti-"

"Uh, boss!?" Decepticon Breakshift's voice called out.

He turned toward the smaller mech, who was running from the launch bay hall to him. "What is it?"

"OverRide detected 'nother signal. Some Autobot femme was floatin' in space. Real messed up. She's bein' brought to medics. Might need Chromey heeya to fix up with some o' those nanites. Real bad."

Talon's optics widened. "...How unusual." he glanced at Wraith and Nightshade before looking back at Breakshift, "Give me updates on her status. She may be able to tell why she was out there."

"Make way, make way!" a voice boomed from the launch bay. There seemed to be a lot of commotion coming from there.

ChromeSpark urgently, yet gently, let Helena hop onto her hand and she placed the human in Talon's awaiting palm. "I should go assist."

With that, she turned and grabbed a large canister and briskly walked down the hall. Talon sighed. "I'm afraid the tour must be temporarily halted for this. I would like you two to come with me and inform me if you know her."

In the launch bay, several medics bustled around a medic berth as a winged Autobot set a badly damaged femme on it. The femme was white in color, but covered in dents and tears through her metal chassis. Purple energon leaked from torn tubes and systems. Something seemed missing from her back, possibly something that enabled her to fly, and she had no weapons. The femme appeared in status lock, a modified form of unconsciousness for a Cybertronian.

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[Fusion's Spark]

Finally, the femme was able to open her optics. "Thank... you." She said with great effort. "I... am now... in your debt, strangers."

[Neko-chan]

"I don't know her." Nightshade shrugged.

Wraith siged at the femme. "Of course you do, you're an Autobot."

"That doesn't mean I- hey look something shiney!" Nightshade suddenly went off topic.

"Pay attention, dammit." Wraith was starting to wonder why he was attracted to the annoying femme.

"Right. Sorry." Nightshade smiled. "Anyway, that doesn't mean I know her. What about you?"

"Of course I don't know her. I've been on Earth for many years. You were actually the first bot I've seen in all these years." Wraith sighed, noticing a soft-spot for the femme forming.

"Oh." Nightshade turned to the other Autobot. "Hey, I'm Nightshade, Autobot hacker, this fellow is Wraith. He's not as mean as he seems or acts."

"Shut up." Wraith growled at Nightshade, then turned to the femme. "It's a pleasure to meet you. I was a Decepticon spy, now I'm just a spy."

"Sorry we don't know her." Nightshade told Talon. "I'm fairly new within the Autobots and usually stick to myself."

[Psychowing]

"Save your strength." ChromeSpark spoke softly, "And this may tickle a little..."

She cracked open the canister she was holding over the damaged femme, sending what appeared to be a waterfall of silver glitter over her. The glitter, which was really hundreds of nanites, began scanning and replicating small, damaged/missing components with their own minuscule bodies. "My nanites will repair the smaller things, so we can focus on the larger systems."

A long, slender arm that ended in a repair pincer extended from her back. She looked at a couple other medics and they discussed among each other what to work on first and how.

Talon watched from a distance, moving Helena from his hand to his shoulder. "Hmm..."

[Fusion's Spark]

"Nice.......... to meet you." The femme replied, slightly turning her head to see the bots who introduced themselves. "I am... Fusion... missing my boosters... the Decepticons... took them. ...ripped off my weapons and... apparently... shot me into space..." As the femme spoke, her voice cut in and out. With effort, and with the small repairs from the nanites, Fusion started to tell her story.

"While out on a mission to circle the earth...to pick up an unusable satellite, a Decepticon ambushed me and knocked me down through the atmosphere into a desert. I remember not being able to do anything while the huge Decepticon with four arms held me; dismantling my boosters and weapons... He threw me down, and clawed through my armor. I barely had any energon, and his huge claws just kept tearing me appart... Suddenly, he was knocked off me.

"'Thats enough, HellFire!' I heard a voice shout. A flash of silver and orange sent the Decepticon away into the sand. I owe that bot my life, but I could not see him. I fell unconcious... I thought I was offline..."

[Neko-chan]

"Aww. I'm so sorry." Nigtshade frowned, concerned.

Wraith turned to Talon. "Is there anything we can do to give her back her weapons?" he knew Nightshade was worried about it, and he knew his soft-spot for the femme had already formed. He was really starting to like her, which was a problem, considering how long he had distanced himself from other bots, and how annoying he found her.

[Psychowing]

"Oh dear, poor thing..." ChromeSpark replied, keeping her soft tone, "We'll be able to repair you."

She then backed up, for the 3 medics were more experienced than she was. She would assist if need-be, but would mostly watch. The medics worked on her torso first, since the spark chamber and other main systems were priority over limbs.

Talon's ear sensors slightly perked up as his expression grew concerned. "I'm surprised we didn't pick up your signatures... The radars must need tuning. We will provide you energon and shelter while you recover. If those two followed Trickwing here, we-"

"Sounds like a ba***** I would know." a feminine voice growled, interrupting Talon.

He turned and saw a slim, winged femme also enter the launch bay. She was composed of silver, soft-blue, and black, with a piercing visor that glowed light-blue. Faint purple hazed around the edges of her visor, however, and her walk was slightly unsteady. A sword was attached to her hip, one of her hands resting casually on the hilt. "Hellfire, I recognize that name." she uttered, "That huge brute has a habit of tearing apart anyone. Small or big, mech or femme, he doesn't care. He takes pride in being a menace. You're lucky to be online..."

She then looked at Nightshade and Wraith and snorted. "Huh, more newcomers?"

Talon had to resist glaring at her rudeness. "Yes, they are new. Please, be courteous..."

[ I shall bleep out Pointblank's words. She gets real bad-mouthed when she feels like it, mainly when she's drunk. X'D ]

[Fusion's Spark]

"Lucky, is it? Who are you, then? And if you dont mind, where am I, and who are you people working for?" Fusion asked, now aware of her sitiuation. "Talon, is it? I might not have been picked up on your radars because of my Shield. Perhaps he missed destroying it." Fusion moved her arm slowly to her optics and flipped open her wrist cavity, revealing wires. "My Shield is intact, but I cannot gaurentee that that was what hid me."

[Neko-chan]

"Maybe someone jammed the signal." Nightshade suggested. "I know how to do that, but I'm a skilled hacker. Somebody good must have jammed it."

Wraith was amazed at how smart Nightshade was when she was paying attention, but he had a different theory. "Or a cloaking device. They might not have wanted her to be found."

[Psychowing]

The femme's visor focused down on the femme that was being repaired. "Hmph... I'm Pointblank, commander of the soldiers here."

"Here, being the Autobot/Decepticon Alliance base." Talon continued for her, "We aid the Autobots in the war against the Decepticons and Rebelcons, as well as protect Earth. ...That 'shield' is a possibility, so are the other suggestions. But the two Decepticons should have appeared on our radar."

Pointblank shrugged. "Rebelcons have cloakers, why not the Decepticons?"

"I will notify OverRide to run diagnostics on our radar. They are a little...old." Talon replied, then looked back down at Fusion, "Besides that, you are welcome to stay for as long as you need. I will alert Optimus Prime that you are here instead of presumably offline. The two Decepticons may not know that you survived..."

"Though, if they did, we'd kick their afts for you." Pointblank chuckled slightly as she slumped out of the launch bay, "I'm out of here. Can't let those soldiers outta my sight for long... Tell me when something interesting happens, will you, Talon?"

Talon sighed, "Of course..."

Once she was gone, he looked at the three newcomers and made a sound like he was clearing his throat. "I can't do very much about her. I apologize for anything she may say or do. And Wraith, I recommend keeping your distance from her..."

He nodded to ChromeSpark and the medics, then to Fusion. "We will provide you some privacy while you're repaired." he looked up at Nightshade and Wraith, "I will send Autobot Breakshift to lead the rest of the tour. I have business to attend to."

[Fusion's Spark]

"Please tell Optimous that my gratitude lies here with the Alligence." Fusion smiled as best she could, her blue vizor flashing, "I would wish to stay here and help with all I can. Although, if he will send my replacement gear that is stored back on Earth, it would be much appreciated."

[Neko-chan]

"Do you have anyone close to you that I could tell about your . . . condition?" Nightshade asked Fusion. "I could send a message only they would pick up to let them know you're recovering."

"Why do I need to stay away from Pointblank?" Wraith asked Talon, trying to preted he didn't see Nightshade being so kind to the other femme. He was already attracted to her. He didn't need to see her nice personality as well.

[Psychowing]

Talon nodded to Fusion. "I will do that. And we appreciate your willingness to assist us."

Wraith's question caught his attention and he turned to him. "She's a rather...unruly femme at times, and has a major dislike for mechs. She only allows a select few near her. With some of her old Decepticon programming still running through her, she tends to become extremely violent to those who get close." he sighed again, "The reason she's with us is because she's superb at fighting and knows more about weapons than anyone else here. She's...also someone I must watch over."

By that time, Autobot Breakshift strolled in from outside the launch bay, his pronged, electrical staff in hand. "You called me, sir?" he asked.

"Yes. Please give these two the rest of the tour."

Breakshift gave a salute. "Sure thing."

"I would like to go with them." Helena spoke from Talon's shoulder.

Talon lifted a hand to his shoulder for her to step onto. "Alright. Be careful with her, Breakshift..."

"I'm not going to let anything happen to her, you have my word." Breakshift smiled as Helena sat on his shoulder, "She's your best friend, so of course I'll be careful."

[Fusion's Spark]

"Nightshade, before you go, I would like to kindly deny your offer. Only Optimous would miss me back at Earth. There were few I was even aquaintences with. Thank you for your concern, but I think I will stay here and start over." Fusion smiled and the medics stepped around her, cutting off her view of the other bots in the room.