* Hellfire annoys Diablo
* Diablo is annoyed
* Diablo keeps wandering about somewhere
* Patchwork wanders around aimlessly, trying to make sense of it all....
* Diablo transforms and flies off
* Slipstream flies for the aerial racetrack place
<Diablo> [quietly] Shut up, Hellfire. I don't want to hear it
<Slipstream> Hmm, still a while 'fore the race starts... good.
* Trihorn rushes through a crowd
* Splitwit sits in a lounge randomly changing channels on a big screen TV
* PatchWork walks into the Lounge, laughing "Heya Split!"
* Splitwit sits up and turns to face Patches "Hey! Patchdude!"
* Diablo keeps flying, not caring where he ends up
* Slipstream goes to the race track's warmup course and starts flying through it
* Splitwit turns back to the TV for a moment and flips to another random channel
* Dark_Star walks up to a food stand
* Dark_Star eyes the menu
* Trihorn runs back the way he came, then roars at Wait
* M-2, in jet form, drops down from the sky and glides alongside Slipstream "Hey, weren't you from LONAC?"
* Waitstate walks up behind Dark Star
<Waitstate> it isn't the Freedom, but it's a nice selection
* Slipstream banks away slightly to get a better look at M2 to see who it is.
<Slipstream> Oh, yeah.
<Dark_Star> What makes it so nice?
<Food Guy> You gonna order anything?
<M-2> Yeah, yeah you were from there! I knew I recognised you.
* Dark_Star grabs the Food Guy by the neck
<Dark_Star> I require more time
* Dark_Star throws him back
<Waitstate> uh-huh...
<Slipstream> Yup. Whatchya doin' here, just outta curiosity?
<Waitstate> forgive my friend here. he doesn't get out much
* Trihorn roars at Dark Star too
<Food Guy> Yeah, whatever.  Just order something
<M-2> Nothing myself, I'm just flying around before the race starts.  My friend's the one actually in the race...
* Dark_Star looks at Trihorn
<M-2> You might want to watch out for him...
* Dark_Star looks back up at the menu
<Waitstate> I'll have your #1 combo 
<Dark_Star> I do not understand this menu
<Waitstate> what don't you understand?
<Dark_Star> What is the energy index? 
* Waitstate pays the person at the counter
<Food Guy> The freak gonna order anything?
<Slipstream> Heh, you mean the loud-mouthed idiotic one of your group?
<Waitstate> energy index? this isn't a recharge station.
* Splitwit catches a few words from a news brodcast on the TV and immediatly turns to watch
<Waitstate> it's designed to evoke sensory stimulus beside simply refuel a person.
<M-2> Yes, Tomcat.  Or M-3, more specificly... I'm supprised you remembered.
* Diablo lands atop a structure
<Dark_Star> Sensory stimulus?  Pointless.
<Slipstream> Hard to forget a nutcase like that, heh.
<Dark_Star> I would like a copy of his order.
<M-2> Actually, you should see him in action.  He seems much smarter there than when he's doing nothing.
* Waitstate sighs
<M-2> Besides, hes the integral section of our combined form.
<Waitstate> He'll have a #3. *looks to Dark Star* my treat
<Slipstream> Heh. It'll make things interesting at least.
<Splitwit> *Watching TV* Coldfire... damnit.
* Food Guy quickly fills the orders and passes Dark Star and Waitstate trays
<Race coordinator comm> All racers entered in race number 13, to the starting line now please.
<Splitwit> Always warned ya you'd get into trouble...
<Food Guy> Enjoy...
<Slipstream> whoops, gotta bail now. see ya later M2. 
<M-2> Anyway, I'll be watching the race!
<Waitstate> Thanks, I'm sure we will :)
* Waitstate leads Dark Star away toward a table
<M-2> Call me Mig, if you must
<Slipstream> 'kay, Mig, see ya. *banks away out of the warm up course and heads for the start line*
* M-2 flies off
* Dark_Star sits
* Slipstream flies up to the start line of the course, and is directed to her place by a race coordinator.
* Splitwit studies the broadcast intently
* Dark_Star picks up a piece of his food and squishes it
* Waitstate sets down the tray of energon and other specially prepared supplements
* Dark_Star holds the squished food up to his face
* The jet in the starting line next to Slip looks over and grins
<Waitstate> it's not gonna hurt you :p
<Mach-3> *To Slip* Why, I do belive we've met!
<Slipstream> *glances over* You believe that now, aye?
* Dark_Star looks around
<Mach-3> That I do, sure thing!
<Mach-3> how could I forget such a beautiful form?
* Dark_Star looks at Waitstate
<Dark_Star> You will tell no one of this
* Dark_Star removes his face plate
* Waitstate pops open his faceplate and ingests a mechfluid suspension
* Slipstream would roll her optics if she were in bot mode, but just sighs slightly instead and mutters "Nutcase."
<Waitstate> um, sure...
<Mach-3> Nice wings, heh heh...
<Slipstream> Too bad I can't say the same about yours.
<Race Announcer> Racers, start your engines!
* Slipstream revs her engines
* Dark_Star puts some food his mouth and a lot of energon spills out
<Mach-3> Well, looks like I'll be beating you!
* Mach-3 guns his thrusters
<Slipstream> Dream on, tomkitty!
<Mach-3> If I must.
* Dark_Star tries helplessly to lick up the spilled energon
* Diablo growls and dives down into a crowd on a street, transforming to bot mode during the drop
* Mach-3 fires his engines at full power the second the light turns green and is away in a flash
* Slipstream breaks from the start line at the same time as M3 and keeps alongside
<Mach-3> Ah, a fast one! All the better, see ya at the finish line!
* Mach-3 dives through a loop and around a corner, cutting it sharply
* Slipstream takes the corner tight and high and ends up flying above M3
<Waitstate> it's less messy if you use the containers and utensils rather than fingers *demonstrates*
<Splitwit> This is bad, Patches.  This is very bad.
<Patchwork> What is it, man?
<Dark_Star> Oh
<Slipstream> C'mon, is that the best y'can do?
<Splitwit> That news flash just a minute ago...
* Dark_Star picks up a container and forces it down his throat
<Mach-3> Not in the least!
* Waitstate winces
* Patchwork was reading SeekerWorld "sorry, what was it?"
* Mach-3 kicks in his 1st layer afturburner and blasts way ahead of Slipstream 
* Splitwit stands up 
<Splitwit> An old friend of mine--Coldfire--is in a lot of trouble.
* Slipstream turns her engines up a notch and quickly catches up, taking corners tight to shorten the distance
* Patchwork stands up "What'd he do?"
<Splitwit> *She* was in some resistance on an old planet and well... she may not have long to live.
* Mach-3 shoots around another corner
<PatchWork> Well, want to go help her? I'll tag along!
<Dark_Star> I was unaware mastication was a LONAC requirement
<Dark_Star> If I had known I might have made alterations during my construction
<Mach-3> Ya know, girl, you'd have a lot more of an easier time with me if you just dropped out now!
* Slipstream zooms in between M3 and the inner wall and starts forcing him away
<Mach-3> Hey, watch it!
<Slipstream> Hah, I've hardly even started here!
<Mach-3> I know I'm good lookin' but we're in the middle of a race here!
<Waitstate> er, the containers are actually not intended as edible...
* Slipstream doesn't bother replying and pulls out in front of M3
<Splitwit> *Sarcastic* Help her, you say? THAT is something I didn't think about
* Mach-3 drops below Slip and flies past another racer
<Mach-3> Whatsay we hit this up a notch?
* Patchwork pfffs! and playfully whaps Split in the arm "You want a hand or not?"
* Mach-3 kicks in his 2nd layer afterburners and doubles his speed
<Splitwit> Of course I want a hand! 
* Waitstate pours some internal lubricant solution down his mouth intake
* Dark_Star does the same
<Waitstate> mmm, that feels good
* Patchwork grins "I'm ready when you are! Where are we heading to?"
* Diablo spots Wait and Dark Star after wandering a bit and walks over
<Splitwit> Off planet, for one thing.
<Dark_Star> It does?
* Slipstream pushes her engines up another notch and catches up to M3, flying above him.
<Splitwit> Look, this is going to take a while, pal.  For one thing, we've got to infiltrate the enemy camp, get adequate disguises, blend in enough to be realistic...
<Mach-3> *suprised* how the hell can you be so fast!?
<Waitstate> yeah, it does. a bit of extra lube in the internals in nice now and again
<Slipstream> Heh, a few million years of upgrades and experience can do that to a bot. *passes him again*
* Mach-3 ignites his 3rd and final layer afterburner and slowly accelerates ahead of Slipstream towards the end of the race
* Dark_Star puts his faceplate back on
<Waitstate> it's mostly an indulgence of course. too much and I have expulsion problems on the extra.
<Dark_Star> * energon drips from his mouth
<Mach-3> By primus...
* Patchwork speaks in a promotianl infomertial way "Do you hate the way you look? Do you want to look different?" and reverts to normal speech "I could get past normal defenses by just acting a junkion bum, but you're kinda unique, Split...."
* Dark_Star turns to Diablo
<Dark_Star> I did not expect to see you.
<Splitwit> Ya know, Patches, they ain't robots, these guys
<Waitstate> me?
* Slipstream kicks in to something near top gear and easily catches up to M3 again.
<Splitwit> So, blending in is going to be a -bit- of a problem.
<Diablo> I would have to say the same
<Mach-3> Alright, enough is enough.
<Patchwork> They aint?
<Dark_Star> We have already completed our energy intake
<Patchwork> Why didn't you tell me?
* Mach-3 diverts all available power to his thrusters and advances
* Slipstream gets in front of M3 and blocks him from passing
<Splitwit> 'Cause.
<Patchwork> ok
<Waitstate> I'm not following you
<Splitwit> But, I suppose we could do this right...
* Slipstream opens her wings to battle mode to make it harder for M3 to get past, as the finish line draws closer...
* Patchwork thinks for a second "Wait! I got it! No....wait...we're not pretenders..." and starts thinking agin
<Splitwit> Thats just the point, Patches.
<Splitwit> We're not Pretenders.... yet.
<Dark_Star> Is there a purpose for this disturbance?
* Patchwork perks up
<Patchwork> yet?
<Diablo> disturbance? I haven't made any. I can if you want though.
<Waitstate> don't be rude... sit down Diab
<Diablo> I just saw you two and walked over, thinking it'd be better than wandering around aimlessly
* Diablo takes a seat
<Splitwit> Yeah. Yet. I think I could make this work, if we get the right equipment..
* Waitstate offers Diab the rest of his mech solution
<Dark_Star> It is meant to be injested via a container.
* Mach-3 fires his brakes and slides into 2nd place, right behind Slip
<Diablo> No thanks. Don't feel like having anything
<Waitstate> it's non-inebriating
<Diablo> No thanks. Don't feel like having anything
* Patchwork grins "I don't think, rebuilt like I am, I can integrate with a pretender shell, but I can sure help you find the parts"
* Splitwit starts to pace as he talks. "So, what we're going to do, is get a full biological scan of the Red's--thats the 'badguys', so to speak-- bodies and make up a sythetic copy...
<Splitwit> And um... um...
* Slipstream quickly slows down after crossing the line first, then lands, tfs, and watches M3
<Splitwit> *stops and rubs his chin* Damn, I should know this.
* Waitstate shrugs and ingests some more of the solution
* Mach-3 transforms and lands next to Slip "So, good race, no?" and grins
<Waitstate> so, have you been enjoying your stay planetside?
<Slipstream> *shrugs* Kinda easier than I'm used to actually, but not half bad. *smirks*
<Diablo> Not particularly
<Mach-3> Oh really now?
<Waitstate> oh?
<Slipstream> *nods* Yup.
<Waitstate> what's wrong?
<Mach-3> Well well, quite defiant aren't you?
<Splitwit> You takin' notes there, Patchy?
<Slipstream> *grins* hell yeah. I'm outta practice with racing too. *looks at the other incoming racers.* We'd best get outta the way, aye?
* Slipstream wanders off to the side of the track
* Mach-3 looks back to the race "We're THAT far ahead? Hot damn, I'm better than I thought."
<Diablo> Just haven't found anything of interest to do here
<Slipstream> *snickers*
* Patchwork nods "yup 1)Copy RED body signature....2) Introduce ourselves as newly trained guards
<Splitwit> Yeah... that could work
* Waitstate is momentarily distracted by a group of humanoid class 2 organics going in to a place on the other side of the food court.
<Patchwork> 3) rescue friends 4) Get potato and finally 5)kill captors
<Splitwit> Naw, I don't think we want to kill them.  That could be real bad
* Twilight watches Slipstream from the crowd around the race course.
<Splitwit> Ya see, its the Reds and the Kluians. Civil war thing.  Probably shouldn't interfere
<Diablo> Besides, having Hellfire in here isn't much fun either
* Waitstate looks back at Diablo
<Waitstate> have you talked to Restore about that? surely she could do something...
<Splitwit> Hmm, actually the Reds are fairly human in make up..... maybe we could do somthing with the DNA makeup and..
* Slipstream gets the feeling she's being watched and frowns slightly, glancing at the crowd.
* Mach-3 stares at Slip
<Patchwork> how do you get out? getting in is easy
<Splitwit> Well, that's easy
<Diablo> No. Barely talked to anyone. As far as most of lonac knows I killed him when I went off
<Waitstate> why haven't you?
* Slipstream glances back at M3, then rolls her optics. "Figures..."
<Splitwit> For one thing, Coldfire's pretty adept at combat.  We could find her, get out of our shells... that'll pretty much double our numbers
<Mach-3> So!
* Mach-3 scootches up to Slip "Ya wanna grab a quick bite to eat?"
* Twilight notes M3 with Slip and continues observation.
<Splitwit> And besides, we're transformers! We're freakin huge!
* Slipstream casually sidesteps away.
* Splitwit 'boxes' at the air "We could kick their butts!"
<Diablo> I kill him, I die too. Our sparks are linked.
<Slipstream> Bite to eat, yes. With you, no. ;)
<Mach-3> Quick drink?
<Patchwork> I thought shells could shrink?
<Mach-3> Mebbe a little walk?
<Waitstate> you can't... supress him?
<Splitwit> That's the point.
<Diablo> Only way I saw of dealing with it was to recombine them, which happened though his mind remains
<Splitwit> Shells get us in, shells help us get out
<Patchwork> hmmmmm....I could get the parts, but I have to know what I'm looking for...
<Splitwit> ... so would I.
* Slipstream starts away from the track and towards the food court area of the city, and notes M3 tagging along
<Slipstream> *mutters* this'll be interesting...
<Mach-3> So yeah, where were ya built?
<Diablo> Been trying so far. It's not easy, especially when he wants to remind me of things
<Patchwork> We could talk with Lifeblood or Bit....
<Slipstream> *glances at M3* Somewhere.
<Mach-3> Somewhere.... good lookin'?
<Splitwit> That'd be a good idea... I'll comm the bossbot and see where Bit is.
* Twilight narrows his optics as he watches M3 tag along with Slip. "Damn his interference..."
<Waitstate> don't you think a doc might be able to help?
* Splitwit hits his arm and activates the com "Yo, Bossbot!"
<Slipstream> *shrugs* I dunno if y'd call somewhere 'good looking,' heh.
<Mach-3> I aint callin' somewhere good lookin >:J
<Slipstream> Kinda figured that, but then I also figured you'd rather stay in one piece.
<Diablo> Possibly. Restore would want Lifeblood to help most likely. Can't say I trust him much at all
<Mach-3> Well, that depends on how I get busted up
* Twilight trails unnoticed after Slip and M3
<Slipstream> Painfully. that help any?
<Waitstate> really? he seemed competent and trustworthy to me
* Splitwit hits the comm again
<Splitwit> [Comm to WAITSTATE] Hello? Bossbot? You there?
<Dark_Star> I do not find any of the staff in LONAC to be trustworthy
<Diablo> Remember when we encountered that planet of cons?
<Mach-3> Hey, you mind if I buy you a little glass of energon?
<Waitstate> [comm] Waistate here. what's up Splitwit?
<Slipstream> Sorry, I don't drink.
<Splitwit> [comm] You happen to know the whereabouts of our merry computer friend, Bit?
<Mach-3> Hmm, well there goes one option... 
<Mach-3> Hows about some seafood?
<Waitstate> [comm] At the hotel probably. Plugged into a wall, no doubt
<Waitstate> Hm, I think so. what of it?
<Splitwit> [Comm] Or at least, what's needed to make a pretender shell?
<Slipstream> *raises a browridge at M3* Seafood? Sounds squishy, no thanks.
<Mach-3> Steak? 
<Slipstream> *is very tempted by the steak offer*... stars it's been a long time since I had a good steak...
* Mach-3 is suddenly jerked backwards by the shoulder from M-6 "Leave her alone, Tomcat."
* Patchwork hears a tune on his wrist "Split gotta go!" and takes of, Tfing in the air
<Diablo> Star got hit bad then. When back on the freedom she was left waiting while others with less severe injuries were being fixed.
<Splitwit> Er, later! Thanks for the help!
* Splitwit transforms to car mode and heads for the hotel, hoping to find Bit
<M-6> *To Slip* Again, I profusly appologise for my moronic captain's interference.
<Mach-3> Hey man, she likes the steak! Lemmie go!
<Waitstate> really? hm, that doesnt sound right
<Slipstream> Heh, no problem M6. 
<M-6> If you absolutly must; Phantom.
<Slipstream> He's nothing I can't fly away from easily. ;)
<Mach-3> What you say?
* Splitwit tfs and goes into the Hotel, and looks for Bit
* Firestorm drives along slowly in flametank mode
* Slipstream just smirks.
<Diablo> Of course it doesn't, but it happened
<Slipstream> *to M3* Anyway, now that your keeper's come along to keep ya outta trouble, I think I'll head off. ;)
* Splitwit spots Bit plugged into a computer in the lobby, just like Wait said.
<Mach-3> Hey waddasec!
<Mach-3> You don't know what you're missing!
<Slipstream> *pauses and shrugs* So?
* Mach-3 turns to his 'captor' 
<Mach-3> I'm gonna kill you someday, Phan'.
<Slipstream> Aw now, don't do that. Phantom there's kinda cute. *grins*
<M-6> Perhaps if you were not so immature, you would succeed someday.
<Mach-3> What? WHAT?!
<Mach-3> You're such a doodie head!!
<Slipstream> *snickers*
* Splitwit taps Bit's keyboard "Hey, Bittyboy.  You awake in there?"
<Waitstate> Perhaps Restore should review triage procedure with the staff
<Slipstream> You're totally right there, Phantom, heh. Smart as well as cute... ;)
<M-6> Er.. well I wouldn't go that far as to say that I'm.... um...
* Mach-3 gapes
<Bit> [speaker] No. Go away.
* Slipstream grins and winks at M6
<Splitwit> Hold up, I could use some of your totally superior knowingness of things!
<Splitwit> I really need your help!
<Diablo> Possibly
<Bit> [speaker] *Sigh* What do you want?
<Splitwit> What sorta stuff would I need to build a Pretender shell?
* Twilight continues to observe Slip and the two mach bots from somewhere unobtrusive
<Mach-3> Phan', what the HELL are you doing?
<Slipstream> Being good company. ;)
* Diablo gets up out of his seat. "Think I'll return to flying about aimlessly. See ya later"
* M-6 blushes
* Slipstream wonders how the hell a bot can blush, then decides it doesn't really matter
* Diablo transforms to dragon mode and goes away
* Mach-3 is about ready to blow his top
<Slipstream> I'm sure you fly better than M3 here any day, too...
<M-6> No, thats the single area that my utter slob of a commander is superior than me in.
<Slipstream> Oh c'mon, I highly doubt that... ;) you're just bein' modest. 
<Mach-3> It's true!
<Mach-3> He sucks at flying! 
* Slipstream raises a browridge at M3
<Mach-3> Why do you think he's MACHs' Legs?
<Slipstream> I think you're just jealous. ;)
* Splitwit hits random buttons on Bits keyboard 'Hello? Anyone in there?'
* Mach-3 sighs 
<Mach-3> Look, lady, you saw me.  I can fly like no one's business.  This guy here *thumbs to Phan* cant make a 30 mile turn at 50 mph.
<Slipstream> *smirks* Yeah, I saw you all right. Hehe. 
<Mach-3> !
<Mach-3> Good god!
<Slipstream> *blinks* what?
<Mach-3> Ugh.... I give up.
<Slipstream> Heh, good then. I'll see y'two sometime later perhaps. :)
* Slipstream winks at M6, ignores M3, and starts off.
* Mach-3 sighs
<Mach-3> C'mon, Phan. Lets go
* Mach-3 tries to pull M-6 away, but notices he's frozen in place, jaw agape and staring forwards.
* Diablo hits a jet-bot in his way with his tail and keeps going
* Splitwit wonders if Bit is even turned on...
<Splitwit> Bit? You look up my question or somthing?  Pretenders! What needed to make them? 
<Bit> [speaker] Why in the world would you want to contaminate yourself like that?
* Twilight notes Slip moving off by herself and immediately starts to work his way closer without being noticed.
<Splitwit> *grimly* I've got my own reasons.
* Slipstream enters the food court area of the city and spots Waitstate at one of the shops
<Bit> [speaker] Forget it. What you do with your own body is your business, but I won't be a party to it
<Slipstream> *comes up behind Wait* Heya, oh mighty grey one. :)
<Splitwit> I'm not ASKING you to tell me, I'm TELLING you to.
* Splitwit points a Shrapnel Blaster at the computer 
<Bit> [speaker] You have authority over me? Why wasn't I informed?
<Waitstate> Hye there Slip! how were the races?
<Slipstream> Cool fun. Won the one I was in, heh.
<Splitwit> I don't want to hurt at all, little buddy.  But this is real important for me, got it? Now if you're not going to get off your computer lovin ass and answer a simple freakin question.... 
<Waitstate> alright :)
* Twilight sees Slip start talking with someone else and curses to himself, then drops back a bit.
* Bit's screen comes to life. [MICRO LOCK ENGAGED]
<Bit> [speaker] I'd like to see you try something.
<Slipstream> So what have you been up to planetside, hmm?
* Thrashmane sits down next to Twilight at the table.
<Thrashmane> Nervous?
<Waitstate> well, I was eating lunch with Dark Star and Diablo a bit ago. They left though
* Twilight blinks and looks at Thrash in surprise.
<Twilight> Nervous?
<Splitwit> Bit, you're a real hardass
* Thrashmane points to Slip "To talk to her, duh."
<Slipstream> Heh, interesting.
<Twilight> What gives you that impression?
<Thrashmane> The way you look at her. 
<Splitwit> How about this...
* Twilight stares blankly at Thrash for a moment.
<Splitwit> If YOU arn't going to answer, care to tell who will?
<Thrashmane> C'mere
* Thrashmane grabs Twilight by the wrist and hauls him up and over to Slip and the gang
<Twilight> ...
<Bit> [speaker] We have a number of medical professionals in our membership. Ask one of them.
<Splitwit> *sigh* You're the boss...
* Twilight follows Thrash reluctantly.
* Thrashmane walks up to Wait and Diablo "Hey, you two met Twilight yet?"
<Waitstate> Yes, I believe we've met :)
<Slipstream> *glances at Twi* No, don't think we've met before.
* Splitwit storms out of the hotel Lobby
<Slipstream> *to Twilight* You've just joined Lonac, aye?
Twilight nods curtly
* Chameleon wanders the lower depths of the planet
* Thrashmane shoves Twilight up in front of Slip
* Twilight steps back and nearly steps on Thrashy's foot.
* Slipstream looks oddly at Thrash.
* Thrashmane looks at Twilight
<Thrashmane> Well this is going well
* Waitstate stifles a laugh
* Slipstream glances at Wait and grins slightly. " I think our newest member is shy." 
<Waitstate> A shy LONAC member? will wonders never cease! ;)
<Thrashmane> Hehe
<Waitstate> resident botanists excluded of course, heh
* Twilight doesn't say anything and just glares at Thrash.
<Slipstream> heh, more like excessively paranoid. ;)
* Twilight notes Thrash has gone and quickly retreats.
<Waitstate> um... bye!
<Slipstream> Weird guy, that one. hehe.
<Slipstream> so anyway... *sits back at Wait's table* How long y'think till the Freedom's done?
<Waitstate> probably will be a couple more weeks still. It's a rather... extensive refit actually
<Slipstream> I can imagine. What with how it's been trashed lately...
* Waitstate nods
<Slipstream> let's hope we can keep it in better shape later, aye? hehe
<Waitstate> with so much of the hull in tatters, I decided to go with a redesign rather than a repair
* Diablo ends up near where he was when he took off before and decides to land again
<Waitstate> the new design should be faster and more manuverable, if nothing else
<Slipstream> full redesign? makes sense... prob'ly more effective than trying to repair the old one.
<Slipstream> nice.
<Waitstate> I hope to up the firepower as well. the benchmarks aren't in yet though
* Diablo transforms and wanders over to where Wait and Dark Star were earlier
<Waitstate> these years in space have taught me a few things. There were so many design flaws...
<Slipstream> heh, hooray for design flaws... *notes Diablo* Heya dragondude.
<Waitstate> welcome back Diablo
<Waitstate> have a drink?
<Diablo> hey Slip, thanks Wait. Might as well, nothing better to do
* Waitstate pulls a drink from seemingly... oh, wait. Waitstate signals the waiter over instead.
* Diablo takes a seat
<Slipstream> Waitstate, waiter... hmmm. Have we been keeping Waitstate in the wrong rank all this time?! *chuckles*
<Diablo> Hehe, possibly
* Waitstate silently plots to kill Slip ;p
<Waitstate> anyway, I guess I shouldn't say TOO much. otherwise, there'll be no suprise :)
<Slipstream> Ooh, surprise?
<Slipstream> Do tell... ;)
<Waitstate> you'llll see :)
<Slipstream> aaww, now you've gotten me all curious... ah well. 
* Waitstate laughs
<Diablo> Wait, remember what we were discussing earlier?
* Slipstream silently plots to kill Waitstate... ;)
<Waitstate> diab: I do
* Waitstate is just waiting for Diab to continue
<Diablo> Agree that measures should be taken to avoid Hyperion being influenced?
<Waitstate> ahh... yes, I do agree. tentatively anyway. I think I'd rather like to know what you had in mind first
* Slipstream sits back and absently listens to Diab and Wait
<Diablo> Give him a body of his own again and have him merge with the others instead of me merging with them
<Waitstate> That sounds like a terrible ide... oh, you mean Hyperion!
<Waitstate> yeah, I can see the logic there
* Slipstream snickers slightly at Wait
<Waitstate> I'm sure he'll be thrilled to get some more open air time, so to speak
<Diablo> Most likely right there
<Diablo> If it did happen, I could see Ghost arguing quite a bit with him though
<Waitstate> I doubt anyone would notice among all the others, heh
<Waitstate> I'm afraid I don't
<Diablo> I'm not sure if thats a good or bad thing. What I know of it are only rumors
<Waitstate> hrm
<Diablo> All I'll say for now is if it were to be public knowledge, there would be many unhappy people
<Slipstream> Heh, and unhappy people is not a good thing.
<Diablo> Spot on
<Waitstate> quite true
<Diablo> So... anything of interest happening on this place in the near future?
<Slipstream> *shrugs* Not that I know of.
<Waitstate> dunno either.
<Waitstate> just another colony world, heh
<Diablo> Ah well, guess I can just sit and hope something remotely interesting will show itself
<Slipstream> Whee, sit and hope... *puts her feet up, leans back, and appears to go to sleep*
<Diablo> otherwise I'm going to have to resort to crazy things to keep me from dying of boredom here
<Slipstream> *glances up at Diab* Count me in on those crazy things if y'start 'em.
<Diablo> Will do
<Slipstream> cool, funstuff. Hehe. *appears to go back to sleep*
<Diablo> See Wait, the boredom just killed her!
<Slipstream> *snickers slightly*
* Diablo lets Scarab out and throws him at Slip
* Slipstream quickly catches Scarab and lobs it at Wait, still looking to be asleep.
* Waitstate catches it by a leg and tosses it back to Diab
* Diablo catches him then looks around quickly and throws him towards one of the many food guys. "Good luck in your search for a free meal, Scarab!"
<Waitstate> ahh... this would fall under the "crazy stuff" catagory I imagine?
<Slipstream> Hehe, wait for it... three, two, one... *some bot shrieks* Perfect timing. ;)
<Diablo> Nah, not even close yet, Wait
<Slipstream> nah, this ain't crazy, 'tis normal. ;)
<Diablo> Crazy stuff could including leaping from an orbital platform and freefalling into the atmosphere
<Slipstream> oooh! that's fun. :)
<Waitstate> where exactly is the challenge there for a flier, eh?
<Slipstream> not burning up in atmosphere, for one. :)
<Diablo> Take note of the word freefalling. And trying to stay in one piece
<Slipstream> exactly. ;)
<Slipstream> it's hella fun tho. :)
<Waitstate> the really frightening thing is, on some worlds that is an organized sport...
<Slipstream> yeah, I know. hehe.
<Diablo> So fun that I'm going to do that for most of the time that I'll be here
<Diablo> I've taken note of a couple of platforms while I've been flying about aimlessly. they should do fine to start from
<Diablo> if not, we can take control of one and take it higher up
<Slipstream> whoo! I'm in for that. :)
<Diablo> Goodo then!
<Diablo> How bout you, Wait?
<Slipstream> shall we start then?
<Slipstream> hehe, c'mon Wait. ;)
* Splitwit walks up to everyone "Eh, whats the haps?"
<Waitstate> I am NOT gonna join you, thanks
<Diablo> Hehe, why not. Lets go!
<Slipstream> aw, ya wuss. ;)
<Splitwit> Good, cause I need to speak with you, Wait.
<Waitstate> heh
<Slipstream> I'm with ya. *gets up and follows dragondude*
* Diablo unfolds his wings
<Diablo> Up we go then, long way to get there.
<Splitwit> Wait, care to take a seat with me for a moment?
* Slipstream transforms
<Slipstream> long way indeedy. grab a wing and I'll get ya there faster.
* Diablo grabs on
<Diablo> thanks
* Slipstream gets above building level, then kicks in full speed and rockets skywards.
<Diablo> Zoom zoom zoooooooom!
<Slipstream> zoom's the word for it. don't lose yer grip!
<Waitstate> Idiots... to the EXTREME. heh
<Waitstate> what'd you need Split?
<Splitwit> Well, what do you know about Pretender shells?
<Slipstream> [com to Wait] I heard that! hehehe.
<Diablo> Hehe, I can always dig in these claws if I need to ;)
<Slipstream> scratch the paintjob and you'll start freefall here. ;)
* Slipstream and Diabie soon reach an orbital platform
<Diablo> Or I could just say it was already like that
<Slipstream> hah, I think I'd know my own paint job. Anyway, first floor, bolts, repulsorlifts, hydrospanners and orbital freefall! Watch your step.
<Waitstate> very little. why?
<Splitwit> Well, do you know anything about what is used to make them?  Or at least a good estimate.... it's important
<Diablo> Hehe, I'll be sure to watch where I go
<Slipstream> good idea, that. 
* Diablo runs and dives head first
* Slipstream tfs, takes a runup, and dives after Diab.
<Diablo> bwaaahahahahaha
<Slipstream> whooooooooooooo! Express train!
<Waitstate> hm... probably a cloning facility at least
<Diablo> you know, we should have picked a landing site first, hahahaha
<Splitwit> Well, I suppose thats all I'm going to get from you, heh heh
<Slipstream> pffft, we're fliers, who cares 'bout landing?
<Slipstream> tho... here's an idea... let's see if we can land on Waitstate. ;)
* Slipstream waves at a shuttle that happens to be leaving the planet nearby.
<Waitstate> sorry, I just haven't done much research in that area. Have you talked to the docs?
<Splitwit> No, not yet.
<Splitwit> Turns out I'll more than likely be needing a shell soon, though...
<Waitstate> why do you need a pretender shell?
* Splitwit crosses his arms and tries not to make eye contact with Wait
<Splitwit> Infiltration
<Waitstate> I see
<Splitwit> After all, isnt that what they're intended for?
<Waitstate> I'm starting to think everyone in LONAC has their own personal agenda
<Splitwit> Sorry t'disappoint, no adgenda for me!
<Splitwit> I just wanna help out an old friend
<Waitstate> uh-huh. so, rather than coming to me and trying to get help, you decided to take things into your own hands, hopefully keeping the entire mission a secret. that about sum it up?
<Splitwit> What? No, not at all!
<Splitwit> I never wasn't gonna tell ya.  I just wanted to see if I could get the info about the shells first!  Besides, its not like I could leave for a week or so and come back with a freakin shell, right?
<Waitstate> people have done more drastic things before
<Splitwit> I'm sure.  But it's not like I'm trying to keep this a secret.
* Slipstream freefalls really close to the planet, tfs and zoooooooooooooooooooooooooooms at some incredibly ridiculous speed over Wait and Split's heads.
* Waitstate is entirely unsuprised and ignores it
<Waitstate> whatever this mission of yours is, can it wait until the ship is finished?
<Splitwit> I suppose it can wait...
<Splitwit> After all, it'll take some time for Patches and I to get ready
<Splitwit> Er, Patches isnt coming, though.
<Waitstate> then what exactly does he have to do with it?
<Splitwit> He says he can maybe figger out where to get stuff for a Pretender shell