The Diego Diaries: Sun Dance (dd7 172)
=0=Ops Center, Sun Dance
"And that's how its going to be done. When everyone is gone we can go over the situation, place all the stabilizers where they need to go and then get ready to send it through the bridges."
"Then you're going to bring a Trigger here to create the unified space around the planet, have one at the site to bring it there and use the other for the stabilization at the reception point. Then the bridge here trades off to the bridge there for structural integrity when it arrives," Ratchet said.
"Yes. We will have one here to stabilize it inside the unified field for transport, then one there to catch it. We have the big Trigger at Saturn to do the honors of transport. It already has a lot of the inputted data from doing that for the station on the Silk Road. The third will help hold it all together. This is going to be extremely carefully done because this planet and the other are living worlds with living things on them," Wheeljack said as Perceptor nodded.
"We have an enormous ethical responsibility to do this right," Percy said. "When it arrives at its new location we're going to leave the unified field in place until the internals normal out which means the big transit Trigger, the one from Saturn and Trigger Two will be out of service for a period of time."
"Any guesses on how long?" Ratchet asked.
"It could be anyone's guess but its a good practice for moving other worlds including Cybertron. Sirius will be a good place for them. We're putting this one in closer to the sun because of its placement out here. Its a world more greatly affected by proximity. The other one goes in the 'Goldilocks Zone' as the humans call it," Wheeljack said. "I think we've got this well in servo, Ratchet. The math and physics, the equipment and technicians have worked this out to the nth degree. I think some of them are going to bond with Teletraan, such was the collaboration." He grinned. "I'm not kidding."
Ratchet snickered. "Sounds like a winner," he said. "So have you got Prime's agreement?"
"We had it put to him and had it peer reviewed by Zenith and Shadow. They're expert at this having been part of Nova's plan to move planets during his reign. They moved about thirty I was told."
"I heard of that vaguely. They moved all manner of planets from one place to the other to get the data which sort of lead them to wonder about trans dimensional bridging. I suppose that data was used as well?" Ratchet asked.
"It was. It helped immeasurably," Perceptor said. "They do have good processors."
"But?" Ratchet asked with a grin.
Percy nearly sniffed with angst. "They have no respect for Wheeljack. I won't have caste drama around him or Resolve. It's old news and I may have to have words some orn about this."
Wheeljack winked at Ratchet. "That's our Perceptor. He was a Wrecker, you know."
Ratchet leaned over to look at the Wrecker tattoo that had been applied to his armor when The Boyz got him liquored up one night after a pretty terrible fire fight. He hadn't removed it. That, of course, was telling about Our Percy. No one fragged with his tiny family or else. "You were a hellion of a Wrecker my many progeny tell me. Good on you, Percy."
Perceptor gave only the smallest of indication that he was pleased, then he rose. "All we need now, Ratchet, is the go ahead."
"You'll get it. As for placing the field stabilizers, come ahead," Ratchet said. "We're down to the scrapings with Homeland."
They gathered their gear, chatted a moment, then walked out. Ratchet watched them go, then grinned. "Never change, Perceptor. Never change."
=0=Home
They gathered around the lighted trees staring at them with deep satisfaction. Orion glanced up at his ammas and appas and the tall kids. "AMMA! WHAT LOU!?" he asked. "Where dem? Doin' the dem? What, I, Orion doin' helpeded lou?"
Hero who was standing beside Halo with her little cheek resting on Halo's sparkling helm grinned. "He wants to know if he can help you with the presents."
Chan grinned. "No, my babies, but you can help me with the ice cream."
Everyone did. Twice.
=0=Mine
Sky worked at the mine sites with detailed ground maps in servo. The Seekers had flown overhead and gotten a complete mapping of the world. There were two 'normal' graveyards that would be excavated near the city and five 'abnormal' ones nearby. The fifteen individuals who were held here and the four in the other camp nearby were airlifted out, their families notified and all would come together at the Autobot City Medical Center in The City.
He was watching the forensic archaeology team from the Museum, a group he and Springer had organized and utilized for such occasions as this. They were digging with hand trowels, gathering all the dirt slowly and methodically so it could be taken to techs nearby who would scan and sift it by hand for evidence.
The sun was warm overhead but it would be evening soon, the bright sun already beginning its pathway to night time. Shadows were offset by lights which would run all night if necessary until the area was reclaimed by the experts. It would take a long time and they would recover 110 bodies. All of them would be taken to be autopsied and they would show that they had been worked to death or died by gunshot to the back of the helm.
It would be a long, long night for everyone there.
=0=Home
Prime sat in the living room with a beer and a stack of data pads. The kids were hugged and kissed, chat had been had, then they were tucked in by their genitors. All was happy with them in their home including Possibility who had conquered the feat of climbing out of his crib to come 'visit' everyone in the early morning joors.
"What do you think about Ratchet and what happened?" Prowl asked as he sat in his chair with drink, work and a frown. "I worry what the civilians think about that."
"They appear to understand. Finding those individuals was a good thing. I don't condone it but I understand it. What is the status on those retrieved? Do you know?" Prime asked.
"They're in care. Its not great but no one thinks any of them will die, thank Primus," Prowl said. "What about Christmas Surprise? This is the first orn that we won't be going about being Santa Primes."
Prime glanced at Prowl, then his work. "I will miss that. Giving an address on the television is not the same, though I am glad that there have been Santa Primes in public places for the children."
"Magnus arranged for them to visit the schools as usual. You have an option to do Sparkling Day, 1-6. If not, he or rather Blondi has it covered. Everyone knows you've been busy. And it was inevitable. We're 112,000,000 in population now and that's given the death knell to a lot of the personal hands-on stuff," Prowl said. He vented a sigh. "I hate it."
"So do I," Prime said as they worked together in the quiet of their home.
Possibility would visit them later.
=0=Morning on Sun Dance
Ratchet walked through the neighborhoods that were filled with sunshine and bird song. This was a very nice planet and he doubted that there would be many humans who wouldn't be happy to live here. The buildings that had been cleared were sealed with a red X on the door. Everywhere he looked there were X's.
By noon this orn, it was projected that the entire population would be gone and they could turn the rest of their attention to Homeland.
He wondered as he ambled along how Venture's genitors were doing …
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"This is such a nice apartment," Stealth said as he walked to the living room from the berth room. "I think it would be nice to make up one of the berth rooms for the infants. Maybe we can have them spend the night with us, Styre. Can you imagine it?"
Styre glanced at Stealth who had begun to rebound from the stress of their situation into his old and more cheery self. He was a good mech, His Stealth and he would do everything he could to help him get on his peds. Until then they would make their apartment home, check out the colony and all it offered while spending all the time they could with their family and grandchildren.
There were even twins. What a delight it was to be alive.
=0=Around the planets
Teams began to work putting into the proper place and in the proper numbers the technology that would hold together the incredibly complex conglomerate that a planet was. The two planets they would be moving were only marginally alike. One of them was a hotter and larger presence than the other.
Homeland was closer to the sun and was a more desert-like space. It was possible to make it more hospitable with a little bit of tweaking but that was for later on. Right now, getting it safely out of this dangerous space was the first order of business.
Sun Dance was a lush and beautiful planet with all manner of climate zones and planetary configurations along with a large ocean and a huge water system. It had more and varied resources than Homeland but it also had a lot of life spread out over all the phylums. It would take a lot of care to make the move smoothly.
It would also take about 10,000 big and little stabilizers placed mathematically and strategically around both planets to ensure that it made the jump easily, with structural integrity and without disturbing the incredible array of life that existed here. It would be the perfect trial run for Cybertron and the local group possible.
=0=N.E.S.T. HQ
They sat around a big table going over the case of the two mercenary infiltrators with the bot team who was representing them and the JAG who came to see about the extradition process and the two soldiers.
The Judge Advocate General's office had issued two attorneys to the men to ensure that they had a voice. Their own specific national armies, Australia and Germany had issued one as well.
They had gathered to do the latest update regarding the status of the two with the two attorneys from Prime's government, Starlet, his legal beagle and Mystery who was an assistant of Coln's department. Lennox and Graham were there to listen in for Morshower. Charlotte Mearing was there as liaison for both sides.
"We would like to have an update on our extradition petition to the Prime's government," Tom Parker, JAG asked.
"We have put it forward but things have come up that have held up an extradition hearing. Prime would like you to put forward your arguments toward releasing them to Earth in that format. It will be crucial for your position to make a good one. As for them, we will arrange for you to meet with them and discuss what you wish as you need," Mystery said as Starlet nodded.
"We have a massive rescue underway that involves a very dangerous and unsettled part of space. Two colony worlds are being evacuated," Starlet said. "We will schedule the moment it is concluded. We expect another two or so orns before the schedule will open. We will inform your offices and have you brought here.
"Ernesto Alvarez is going to be part of this case from the office of Warren Roberts. He's going to be an observer. This is the first real criminal case held on world involving humans so he feels invested to sit in."
The others nodded, they continued with their questions and motions, then everyone broke to go back home or work. The sun would be going down on the colony when they were carried back to the bridge for a short walk through to their home town points of origin.
=0=Night on Sun Dance
They sat on chairs on the patio of the rather splendid town house of Machlis. The chairs were comfortable, the food and drink fine and there were cricket-like insects in the bushes nearby giving off a soft chitter.
"This is a nice place. It needs saved from a stray plasma blast," Ratchet said as he clinked bottles with Ironhide.
"I hear ya," Ironhide said. "How ya doing?"
"I feel like I disappointed Dad," Ratchet said with a grin.
They stared at each other, then they laughed aloud. It would be good to go home to Christmas Surprise but sitting here in the warm evening of a dark night on a beautiful and peaceful organic planet was good.
=0=TBC 1-1-20
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