Some time later...

[watch_in_shadow]

Dreadmoon looks out over his city, standing on the vantage point outside the control room. The techs had been contacted and signed on, the materials were being aquired as he stands there - it felt strange to think that finally, finally, he would be able to reach out through his territory fully, never mind the distant possibility of restoring all of

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[princeofthesky]

*sliver of silver rockets into Kalis air-space, hurtling towards the tower, engines roaring like a threat*

*commlink activates* //Dreadmoon! I need to talk to you!//

[startactician]

*keeps up with Starscream, but just barely, his rushing air intakes and racing systems doing nothing for his mental stability. This isn't the controlled setting he wanted; he has no plans, no strategy. It's a tactical nightmare up here*

[watch_in_shadow]

*his head jerks up, pulled out of his reverie by the comm and the oncoming thrum of powerful engines...*

//Starscream?// *he knows that tone, and it's not promising* //*keeps his voice concerned, though level and calm to counter the seeker's moods* What do you want to talk about?//

[princeofthesky]

*spits the words out* //Your pet tactician, that's what!// *banks hard around a long-collapsing tower, venting some of his anger on the air aroun d him as he goes faster, faster, faster and spitefully leaves Thrust behind*

[juju_hugs]

*appears from nowhere, as usual, and lands on one of control pannels*

Hiya Dreaddy! *pulls out a candy bar* Want to buy a candy bar? I'm selling them to help send Minicons to camp!

[startactician]

*notes the bug, thinks fast, and slips him into his subspace compartment before Dreadmoon has time to notice*

[apprentice_lurk]

((*applauds the quick thinking*))

[startactician]

((He'd considered sitting on him but wasn't quite sure how much of Juju was organic and didn't want a mess all over the place. *now has images of minicons in little Boy Scout uniforms*))

[md1032]

*Pyro warps to the Watchtower and slowly circles it, looking for Dreadmoon. He has just missed the commotion between Thrust, Starscream, and Dreadmoon; and is unaware that the Seeker and tactitian are here at the moment. He figures that Dreadmoon, or whoever is monitering Kalis airspace right now, has seen him, so he decides to radio the Amnimount.*

"This is Material Defender Pyro of the Decepticon Experimental Deep Space Flotilla, requesting permission to land and enter the Amnimount."

[watch_in_shadow]

*there is a brief pause, then a quiet professional-sounding voice answers* Material Defender Pyro, this is the Amnimount. State your intentions and business in Kalis and remain in a holding pattern on your current flight path.

*polite and businesslike, yes, but not willing to have strange craft just walk into the tower with no security checks...*

[md1032]

*The trail cut by Pyro's thrusters in the Kalis sky remains a nearly perfect circle as he replies to the Amnimount's question.*

Amnimount Security, I was bored and decided to come visiting. I've heard that Adjutant Dreadmoon, Monitor of Kalis is here, and I would like to meet him in person. I have my information ready for transfer at your request.

[watch_in_shadow]

Initiating a data-stream to this frequency; stand by to send your information for security checks.

*true to their word, after a microsecond's wait a secondary channel opens between the Kalis tower and Pyro, ready to receive the information necessary to cross-check his name, rank and profile and to verify that, yes, he's a Decepticon and therefore actually on Cybertron at all*

Defender Pyro, data stream enabled and waiting. Requesting your information and authorisation...

[watch_in_shadow]

*dryly* I was surprised, certainly, but not quite that startled. I don't tend towards thoughtless decisions if I have any other option. *So do not hope that I can answer you soon - I have more than just myself to consider, as you well know. I doubt I can convince Starscream to like the one choice, but...*