Chapter 2: Exploring
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Lyzack walked through the corridors, before finally arriving at her room. She pressed the button and the door slid open. She looked inside the habitat, it was really clean, 2 recharging slabs were on either walls, both had two shelves above them for personal effects. A Data-port was located on the wall directly from the door, allowing for communication. Near the bed (recharge-slab) on her right was another Con, furiously scrubbing one end of the slab.
"Um, hello," Lyzack began, "Windsweeper?"
Windsweeper turned to face her, he was a red-orange-grey bot with parts that made her think he could fly.
"Don't you take one step in here, who are you?" he asked.
"I'm Lyzack, I'm rooming with you," she said.
Windsweeper cursed, and remembered the message he had gotten, Strika wasn't happy that he annoyed his other three roommates so much they all demanded transfer.
Lyzack stepped in, and Windsweeper winced, as she was probably getting foreign contaminant all over the floor.
She pointed at the recharge-slab, asking if it was hers, he nodded and went back to scrubbing the end of his bed.
She sat down, and took her cube out and placed it on the shelf above her, and the shelf above that she placed her weapons.
Some of the data she had received from the transmission told her to get accustomed to the surroundings before she was deployed. She left her stuff and went to see the ship. As soon as she'd gone, Windsweeper began scrubbing at where she had stood.
She looked around the ship. The central area had a few elevators that would take her to the observation decks. The Observation decks, she noted, had lots of weaponry on them, turrets and anti-ship missiles.
She watched two cons load one and use it to blast away some asteroids. She took the elevator down to the main deck, finding the mess, where several bots: Spectro, Sqawkbox and Wingspan were laughing about the culture of the natives; a biomechanical species, finding their ways ludicrous. She left and went to the waste disposal, where the cranky head janitor, Crankcase, got annoyed at her and told her to leave. She saw him drop his current load of scrapmetal into the atmosphere, letting it burn up. She saw the lower observation deck, it was very much similar to the upper observation deck, viewing and weaponry, one of the bots Ser-Ket, followed her into the elevator.
Ser-ket had an animalistic appearance, and her colors reminded Lyzack of Barrage, an insecticon she had met in passing.
Ser-Ket had wide movable wings, and a claw or tail in her back. Lyzack was always suspicious of cons with animalistic alt-modes, the Insecticons and Terrocons weren't pleasant.
Ser-Ket caught Lyzack looking at her.
"See anything you like?" she asked.
Lyzack was taken aback, "I'm sorry, I'm just new here," she said.
"Ah, the new girl," Ser-Kt said, extending a claw, which Lyzack shook.
Ser-Ket smiled at her, a smile which Lyzack found off putting, "I really should introduce you to Airachnid, she'd love you," Ser-Ket said.
"What's your chasse? You look like a sky-raider," Ser-Ket said.
"Oh, I am, I know it's a little outdated," Lyzack said.
"Huh, but other than that, I haven't seen a Female Decepticon in a while, It's just me Airachnid and Strika, whenever she shows," Ser-Ket said.
"Huh, well, I haven't seen any female cons in a while," Lyzack said, remembering only Esmeral.
"Well, we should get to know you better, come to rec-room 3 tomorrow at around this time," Ser-Ket smiled at her again, and departed from the elevator.
Lyzack rode it to her floor and got off. Ser-Ket was off-putting, but it might just be her design, she seemed nice enough, and finding a non-hostile Con was so hard now-a-days.
She smiled, perhaps she'd met her first friend.
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Now as for the characters appearances:
Ser-Ket: Prime Body. Airachnid Prime body. Windsweeper, Squawkbox and Wingspan are all in their original forms as is Crankcase.