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SOLLUX FLIES AROUND WITH CORPSES
Who: Sollux and Breakdown MEGATRON IS HERE TOO
Where: Mojave party desert
When: March 13th I guess
What: Sollux finds some corpses and flies around with them. Also, he hooks up with Breakdown and finds out Knock Out has been captured.
Warnings: You can probably guess what might go wrong here. It begins with the base premise.
This isn't something Sollux can just ignored. Whether he intends on keeping his powers secret or not, he's not going to leave anyone to any fate even resembling the one that he personally suffered, not if he has the power to stop it.
And fuck if he ever has power. He'd almost forgotten, after long months imprisoned and even more kept on CONDOR's leash. But out here, in the desert, where he can fly free with minimal fear of repercussion and exploit his abilities to actually make a difference...
Well, he actually feels kind of good about himself, for the first time in a while.
He senses deaths nearby, and he has for a while. But it takes a lot of searching to finally find any evidence. He finds the animal corpses - ones he's heard similar reports of, appearing in the night. Earth mammals with limbs and facial features hideously cut from their bodies. They are pretty gross to look at, like someone's butchered lusus, but he figured that someone out there has to have some use for them.
He picks a few of them up with him, and casually takes them along. Their weight means pretty much nothing, even if the sight is kind of a spectacle.
Where: Mojave party desert
When: March 13th I guess
What: Sollux finds some corpses and flies around with them. Also, he hooks up with Breakdown and finds out Knock Out has been captured.
Warnings: You can probably guess what might go wrong here. It begins with the base premise.
This isn't something Sollux can just ignored. Whether he intends on keeping his powers secret or not, he's not going to leave anyone to any fate even resembling the one that he personally suffered, not if he has the power to stop it.
And fuck if he ever has power. He'd almost forgotten, after long months imprisoned and even more kept on CONDOR's leash. But out here, in the desert, where he can fly free with minimal fear of repercussion and exploit his abilities to actually make a difference...
Well, he actually feels kind of good about himself, for the first time in a while.
He senses deaths nearby, and he has for a while. But it takes a lot of searching to finally find any evidence. He finds the animal corpses - ones he's heard similar reports of, appearing in the night. Earth mammals with limbs and facial features hideously cut from their bodies. They are pretty gross to look at, like someone's butchered lusus, but he figured that someone out there has to have some use for them.
He picks a few of them up with him, and casually takes them along. Their weight means pretty much nothing, even if the sight is kind of a spectacle.
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He finds his mood, for the first time since he and Knock Out ran into the cyborgs, brightening.
"He's an ally," Breakdown adds quickly a little eagerly, back to Alternian again. It's true enough, even if it's more in the personal than the military sense. "Small, but pretty useful. And he's got connections that could find out where they took them."
Which is all hopefully enough for Megatron to decide he's worth keeping around and alive.
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"Connections, hmm?" He eyes Sollux as he hovers in front of him. "And what are your affiliations, beyond your decision to aid Breakdown here? What would a single Alternian gain by assisting Decepticons?"
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He is visibly sort of baffled by the question, though.
"I dunno, dude," he says, an ear twitching uncertainly. "I'm not with the Empire or anything...I left those guys on purpose. But I basically got picked up by the wrong end of the human stick as soon as I got here." He glances at Breakdown again and then shrugs. "We've been helping each other out with some mutual problems, and he's cool. And I have a personal interest in whaling on anyone who tries to pull the kind of bullshit these cyborg guys are."
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He smiles.
"Excellent. Breakdown and I would welcome your assistance. Tell me, what are these useful connections you have to offer?"
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"Mostly some hooks into the local superhero community...basically people who fight crime on this planet. One of them is a different kind of robot whose entire job is to deal with this kind of thing - if anybody had compiled any secret evidence by now it'd be them."
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That's just one small hurdle, though. There's still the matter of finding Knock Out.
"It sounds like they'll be keeping them somewhere around here—" He gestures out at the empty desert. "No idea where, though. That's what we're hoping Gemini's contact can find out."
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He turns to Breakdown, although the vast expanse of sand is where most of his attention ends up. "And if his contact cannot –? Is this where you last saw Knock Out?"
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"There's been all kinds of sightings out here lately," he says, intended as an addition to Breakdown's insight and not a replacement.
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Some of the harshness in his expression subsides as he turns to the troll – Gemini, apparently – but not all of it. "Sightings of what, exactly?"
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