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[Megatron]

Megatron watched the monitor for several minutes. When nothing further happened, he decided to go with his first idea.

"Megatron to Astrotrain," he commed to the Triplechanger. "Find Blitzwing and report to me at once, I have a mission for you two."



Great...

Astrotrain received the comm reluctantly. He has only just recovered from his latest suicide mission into deep space, now Megatron was sending him out AGAIN. He rolled off his berth, muttering to himself. Why did HE have to find Blitzwing, Megatron should have commed him himself. It was as though the commander thought the two Triplechangers were inseparable or something.

"Astrotrain to Blitzwing," he commed testily to his fellow Triplechanger. "Megatron wants us in the command center now. Some new mission."



"I see," Pixel replied. The information didn't seem to have any impact. "Well, I have my work cut out for me then."

Without further ado she pulled open a panel and crawled inside the terminal, looking for things to repair or improve. As always she fit easily inside the maintenance spaces built into Cybertronian ships where normal sized Transformers could not go. She felt most at home deep within the inner workings of Cybertronian technology, so she was quite happy to begin working immediately.

[Tyrrlin]

Hoist quietly backed out of the room, leaving the rest ((including Flamestrike)) avidly watching the screen. If things were going to get heated, he'd better make sure that the supplies were not only stocked in medbay, but ready to hand, or nozzle as the case may be.

[Hound]

Hound frowned thoughtfully and, on a hunch, tried his radio again. No jubilant cries of "Hail Cybertronians" rewarded his audios. He wasn't quite sure what to make of that... did it mean Optimus's response was enough to shut it up? He hoped so.

In the meantime, it seemed they could only wait to see if the ship approached. If it didn't... well, maybe they could find some way to get up to it.

Of course, either way, there wasn't much he could do around the control room, except hang around and hope someone else figured something out. Maybe he'd go check and make sure Perceptor and Wheeljack knew what was up. With this in mind, Hound headed out of the control room and made his way towards the scientists' lab.