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[deadpartners]

Who: Arcee and YOU!
Where: All around L.A.
When: THIS WEEK
What: Arcee's scouting out the city, gathering information and getting to know humankind.
Warnings: idk robots

Nothing about this mission has been easy. Not spending the terse weeks in the cramped Rod Pod with Rodimus, not trying to keep her troops in line, nothing to do with Optimus -- no, Orion now. It had been hard to let him go, to watch him walk away when she knows that she and the other Autobot pose the least threat to him. If he goes back to Megatron, Arcee's not sure what'll happen with the war. And the fact that Megatron's on this planet at all is cause for concern.

That, and the considerably more local threats. Orion's terrifying bout of mind control hadn't come at the hands of the Decepticons, but something Earth-based. Something deeply sinister. Arcee knows a bit about this planet, but not enough. It's starting to look like they might be here a while, so she decides it's time for some serious recon.

She has a holomatter avatar for precisely this reason -- blending in with the local populace, maintaining a low profile. It's a remote projection, solid enough to interact with its environment and relay data back to Arcee. She can learn a lot just by driving around, but certain information is a lot easier to come by when you get up close and personal. She can be found around the city either as her human avatar, who's gathering any information she might be able to find about Megatron's whereabouts and the strange happenings in L.A. of light, or as a sleek motorcycle on the city streets, either bearing a holographic rider when on the move (because a motorcycle moving on its own would definitely be cause for suspicion), or unattended while parked out of the way to watch passersby.

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[starscheme]

The avatar's expression darkens a bit as she makes that jab again, and he steps back, making a big show of straightening his collar and rolling his eyes dramatically. "Well obviously I'm not anywhere near here, why bother when the broadcast range on these avatars is so great? No, I was more suggesting I slip you some coordinates and we take this somewhere away from the prying eyes of the locals. But if you'd prefer to wait, so be it..." He shrugs and cracks a vicious looking grin. "It seems to me that perhaps you've learned from you poor partner's mistake, avoiding taking on such a dangerous 'Con without backup."

He doesn't pause to give her time to respond to that or even to let that sink in, continuing: "Well then, I have rather more important business to attend to, Primes to locate and Energon to synthesize... I'll be sure to pass on your message to Megatron, whenever I get around to it. Until next time, commander..."

And with that, the avatar broadcast cuts off, and he's gone.

[deadpartners]

Arcee lets out a howl of frustration when Starscream's avatar disappears before she has so much as a chance to snap back, let alone retaliate. It's been a long, long time since Jetset's death, but Starscream's merciless taunting has only reignited the desire to avenge her that's been lurking in Arcee's spark for centuries. She knows revenge isn't a good principle to base anything around -- she's tried hard to let things go -- but between Jetset and Orion...

This has gone too far.

Bewildered passersby turn to stare in the direction of Arcee's avatar, but she ignores them, whipping around to storm towards the bathroom, away from the crowds. She'd been hoping to just be able to turn a corner and cut off the avatar's broadcast, but the privacy of the stalls provides her with a much cleaner means of an exit. There's no point in sneaking around the mall anymore -- she won't find Starscream there, and the other Decepticons are likely elsewhere. She'll find out where, though. She's going to make sure this stops here.