[Date: Wednesday Late Afternoon]
*Prowl stalks to the front of the Ark, going over what he already knew as well as all the continuing reports coming out of Portland.*
*Opening a general Comm back to the Decepticons.*
We read you and understand, Onslaught. Have your troops stand down and move away from the city. We're bringing Ravage there for an exchange, but it won't happen if you have the city hostage.
*Private Comm to Wheeljack and Ratchet* Wheeljack, I need a way to safely transport Ravage to Portland for a prisoner exchange. What do you have that's ready to go?
*Prowl stalks to the front of the Ark, going over what he already knew as well as all the continuing reports coming out of Portland.*
*Opening a general Comm back to the Decepticons.*
We read you and understand, Onslaught. Have your troops stand down and move away from the city. We're bringing Ravage there for an exchange, but it won't happen if you have the city hostage.
*Private Comm to Wheeljack and Ratchet* Wheeljack, I need a way to safely transport Ravage to Portland for a prisoner exchange. What do you have that's ready to go?
[Time: Very late Monday / Very early Tuesday]
*Prowl read the data on the crystal Springer had given him for the third time before sitting back with a sigh and rubbing his optics wearily. While the words themselves made sense, when they were strung together Prowl only had the vaguest of notions of what was being said. But he was able to grasp the most important part. Megatron was up to something and they needed to know what.*
*He opened a text comm to Wheeljack. It was late and there was no point in waking the inventor; after all, if this could not wait until morning it was already too late.*
Wheeljack I need you to come see me at your earliest opportunity. We have received a report from Springer which apparently details Megatron's latest plot. I need you to look it over and offer your insight.
*As soon as the message was sent he sent a copy to Optimus, detailing the same information and then finally gave up his attempts at work and finally headed to his berth.*
*Prowl read the data on the crystal Springer had given him for the third time before sitting back with a sigh and rubbing his optics wearily. While the words themselves made sense, when they were strung together Prowl only had the vaguest of notions of what was being said. But he was able to grasp the most important part. Megatron was up to something and they needed to know what.*
*He opened a text comm to Wheeljack. It was late and there was no point in waking the inventor; after all, if this could not wait until morning it was already too late.*
Wheeljack I need you to come see me at your earliest opportunity. We have received a report from Springer which apparently details Megatron's latest plot. I need you to look it over and offer your insight.
*As soon as the message was sent he sent a copy to Optimus, detailing the same information and then finally gave up his attempts at work and finally headed to his berth.*
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I'll be careful, 'Breaker. *The young jet reassured him, over the quiet comm line. He cupped Trailbreaker's cheek tenderly for a…
*opens a private comm to Silverbolt.* Be careful, love. I've heard Ultra Magnus is a good commander, but I don't like any of this situation.
Yes, sir. *He even managed to grind the words out, albeit bitterly.*