Blackstar pays little mind to which direction he's pointed when he lifts away from the ocean's surface above the Decepticon base. He just wants to fly, and direction doesn't matter to him any more. Whatever sensors or radars or satellites these humans have, none of them would be able to pick him up now anyway, except for possibly as a blurry image
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The Control Center's door slides open and Echoshift steps in. At one side of the room, taking up most of the entire wall, the main computer is still humming and active. The other consoles are also online, and thanks to the repair work that had been done earlier, all the hardware actually functions now and there are no more open panels with bits of wiring and circuit boards hanging untidily out of them. Looking around the room, it seems to Echoshift that that whole room appears generally rather less run-down than it did before.
Strata had done a good job.
Leaving the door unlocked, Echoshift heads over to the main computer while he waits for Steadfast to arrive and glances over the work he's done so far, pausing after a while to dig through the small pile of assorted Stuff that has managed to start accumulating on a nearby worktop. Somewhere around here he was sure he'd left a datapad with a list on it...
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"Er, no. Not exactly."
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Both to distract the Seekerling from possible naughty plans, and because she honestly wants to know, she asks, "Why don't you tell me more about when you were visiting your Daddy?"
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"Teradessa 1, this is Autobot Strata requesting permission for Autobots Photon and Strata to enter."
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"If you'd ask them in, Echoshift?" she requests politely.
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"Permission granted, Strata," comes the response. Echoshift puzzles over the oddly subdued tone of her voice. "The elevator should be up in just a moment."
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True to her word, a few minutes later, the familiar ring of thrusterboots against metal plating sounds in the corridor just beyond the doorway. There's a brief pause before the door opens, admitting a pair of Seeker femmes, one red, one black, with distinctive red Autobrands emblazoned on their wings. Two pairs of serious blue optics sweep across the room, pausing on Winglbade for a moment. Strata gives Echoshift a nod of greeting before turning her attention to Steadfast.
"Sorry it took us so long to get here," she offers.
"There were some... unexpected difficulties that arose back at Autobot City that required our attention," Photon adds.
"You must be who Steadfast wanted us to meet," Strata continues, turning towards Wingblade. "I'm Strata. This is Photon."
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