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[tenthtimeisthecharm]

There is a brief pause filled with audible clicks and thuds, followed by the slightly echoey acoustics that come from someone recording audio in a large room. "Hello hello! You've reached Dr. Velocity! Feel free to leave a message or a video or whatever here, and I'll do my very best to respond promptly! And if it this is about the stickers, Ratchet, I didn't do it! Love and love and love!"

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[betterthanmegaman]

[ Recently Bass requested some important information. Who... is the strongest Cybertronian on this ship. He received a hot tip that it was 'Shockwave' but also 'not the Senator one'. There were a few thoughts that went through his processor. One... it was really dumb that there were two people here with the SAME NAME. It must get confusing! Two, while he does (surprisingly) know what a Senator is, he has no idea what a Senator looks like. Do they wear signs? Bass guesses probably not.

This leads him to one conclusion: He has to fight BOTH of them to make sure he's actually fighting the strong one.

This leads him to a second conclusion: He has no idea where Shockwave lives. He could ask for direction, ask if anyone knows... but that begs the question... If they know how strong Bass is will they even tell the truth?

There is now one solution: He has to canvas the ship himself and check every inhabited room he comes across.

So there's the backstory. And that's why Bass, armored up in his winged Treble armor (being able to fly covers ground quicker!) is pounding aggressively at your door.

Sorry. ]

[tenthtimeisthecharm]

[Velocity was busily packing her bags for the upcoming mission when she was startled by a sudden banging on her door. She half turned away, and called out towards the door]

Just a klik! I'm in the middle of something really super important!

[She frowned down at her suitcase. In one hand she held a first aid kit for organics, and in the other she held the stuffed toy she had received from a mysterious and very generous person recently. Logically, she knew she could bring both. It would almost be expected of her to bring both. But she was already going to bring the squishmallow toy Megatron had given her on the cruise, so wouldn't she be pushing her luck...?]

[She started towards the door while still holding both, and hit the button to open it with her elbow. Once it opened she smiled out at what turned out to be empty air, cycled her optics, and glanced down]

Oh! Hello! Did you need something? I already told the medibay that I'm going to be unavailable for a little while, but if it's an emergency I can certainly help? So... Was there? An emergency?

[betterthanmegaman]

[ Bass taps his foot impatiently. What in Asimov's name is GOING ON?? How long does it take one person to answer the damn DOOR anyways?! Chill Bass it's been like two minutes.

When she FINALLY answers the door, he flares his wings dramatically! Perhaps in a show of intimidation. ]

YOU! Are you Shockwave?!

[ He flaps his wings and ascends to get a better look. ]

Your headspike is impressive. Do you RAM people with it? IS THAT WHY YOU'RE THE STRONGEST?!

[tenthtimeisthecharm]

I- What? Why do you want to know?

[Velocity sets aside the first aid kit and the toy on the end table beside the door so she can more properly tap curiously at her chin as the smaller bot flies up in front of her. She hadn't been particularly intimidated by him spreading his wings, but then she didn't know she was supposed to be]

Oh. Um. [She holds out three fingers, and folds them down one by one] Thank you? No? And... you think I'm the strongest?

[A cycle of her optics and a tip of her head]

That's very flattering, but what's the metric you're judging this by? Do you have any spreadsheets? I have a really wonderful program I use for organizing the data from a, uh, very serious and important game about magical turbofoxes, but I suppose I could plug in my latest statistics from the shooting range? You'll have to give me a bit, though, I'm not very good with putting numbers in order...

[She turns away from the door and heads back inside her habsuite]

Come on in, I'll start it up! Do you eat energon, or something else? I could've sworn I had something set aside just in case any of the AI came by needing something...