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"Ah, I see you caught the result of one of my latest experiments. I really thought I had cleaned up better." replied Travis as he examined himself an any more traces of soot, "I'm sure you're familiar with runic spells, are you? I've recent came into possession of a tome detailing the ancient knowledge of writing runes. Interesting stuff, though I'm afraid many of the alchemists at the time were not familiar with modern science."

Just as he finished, Travis reached over to his portable trunk and sat is flat across his lap. The chest itself was not too terribly cumbersome for its size but was surprisingly relatively light. Pressing his thumbs against two ports of the central lock, Travis divulged slight portion of his mana into the lock which unlocked in response, swinging its smooth rounded cover upwards. Within the opened chest was a shroud of blackness, devoid of any shred of light and masking its true depth. Travis dipped his entire right arm into the carry-on abyss, betraying the chest's flat height in comparison to his arm. He soon retracted his right arm and within his hand was a small clear case with a small parchment of a rune printed onto it.

"Here, have a look-see." said Travis, offering the small case to Yuno to examine, "I have the rune confines as it is, apparently, very sensitive to mana - in fact, it doesn't take any large amounts of it to even cast. The rune itself creates a combustible by-product of heated gases ignites once it comes in contact with oxygen. The resulting explosion, as you can see, was much more powerful than I anticipated but very mana-effecient at the same time. I created it as a means of a plausible getaway countermeasure and as a creative trial using old methods and current knowledge.

Seeing another patch of soot, he quickly brushed the dusty stain from his shoulder, "...But I suppose it would be perhaps a bit, overkill."
I apologize for the delay on my part. I'm currently wrapping up the first week of next college semester.

Don't let me keep you guys waiting, I'll manage a new post afterwards if someone does decide to go.

Besides, I am getting the feeling Turbulence is at the bottom of Sklog's sh!t list...I think.
"Lets just say for the moment that I've been far away from home for quite some time," Travis chuckled in reply towards Yuno's observational gesture, "That and these past few weeks have been rather...Eventful."

While it didn't seem all that visually apparent, Travis could not help but catch Yuno's eyes inspecting his appearance. Honestly however, he could not blame her from being skeptical of his choice of attire. As to what he had hinted towards, his time in Villa Nueva had demanded if not forced him into blending in with the crowds in culture. That and the unfortunate case of misplacing his lugging carrying his outfits and spare clothing but it was that instance he blamed on the ground crews once his flight arrived in Mexico.

"I firmly agree on both accounts; the scenery is definitely pleasant to return back to. Though I must say, I did not quite expect our illustrious friend to have such a fine place, especially in our own back yard."

Taking up his carrying chest along with him, Travis followed Yuno further into the mansion to what appeared to be nice lounge right nest to the kitchen. It seemed Yuno was enjoying a late snack before his own arrival. Travis contemplated having a small something to pass the time but decided against it for the moment in favor of transferring himself to the couch opposite of where Yuno sat. Once she had mentioned her own concern toward he studies in regards to her role in all of this, Travis suspected she was still fulfilling her role as student. While technically he was in the same boat, his academic aspect gave him plenty to study up on outside the secretive confines of the Academia.

Gently placing his unusual cargo beside him, he responded to Yuno's analytical comment, "Regrettably, my personal expedition to the Mesoamericas has been more trouble than I imagined. As a Scholar, I must admit, I had not anticipated to run into as many hazards as I had 'fortunately' stumbled across."

"But what I do find promising is Felix's wealth of knowledge concerning the Paragons - have you ever seen the word in your studies before? Personally, I find these Paragons far more fascinating and worth my productive time studying than debating the existence of Aztec gods. But most of all though, have you any reason to doubt him? All of our names and near-exact locations were on his parchment; I put quite a bit of effort of not being found and yet he located me easily...Especially during a somewhat, awkward, moment..."

Travis tweaked a section of his hair, rubbing his finger against his threads before examining the tips his digits. Sure enough, he found a faint trace of soot had glued to him. With a frown, he flicked his fingers against each other in hopes of doing away with the cooked debris.
@dndragons I should be posting later tonight; the new college semester just started so just wrapping up a few things.
Why ow why not a PC? =D Nightscream would make an impressive jetpack that could frustrate you by telling you what you are doing wrong in your mind :D


The depressing jetpack - it brings you down while it picks you up.


Great. Because I've always needed lower self-esteem while trying to reach high-end goals.

EDIT: Whats a cyberform? (unless I misread that incorrectly).
Prism clearly had something devious in mind as kept up her maddening charade. It was if her sole intention was to enrage a hostile Sklog, provoking him into tear down sturdy sealed entrance. When Turbulence had demanded of Prism to explain herself, her only response was a sly grin before returning to whatever task she had in her apparently crazed mind. Being kept in the dark while impending doom was behind probably five meters of "secured" metal was something Turbulence never much appreciated, especially when said scenario came unannounced.

Not wanting to get into a tussle with Sklog, Turbulence would have willing opted to yank the mad 'Bot away from the doorway in order to preserve both their Sparks. Nightscream however has a different reply in mind by apparently discharging both her nullrays, incapacitating not only Sklog but also giving Prism an almost justified and painful jolt through out her body. While it was not as effective having passed through the large solid doors, the attack was enough to bring Prism down, seemingly stunned from the event; Turbulence could only imagine to what effect Sklog experienced while taking the full brunt of Nighscream's countermeasure.

As Prism slowly tried to raise herself up, Turbulence sternly walked up and leaned over her, "Worth it?"
"Understood." Turbulence "Lets us know if it come to..."

The Autobot's words trailed off as he watched Prism suddenly pull herself free from the wall she leaned against for tome before casually walking up to the door with a totally different expression on her face. Turbulence did not know what Prism was intending on as she searched through her compartments, but after she apparently found what she was looking for, an unexpected smirk had then formed, instantly spelling dreaded uncertainty for the Autobot flyer. Before Turbulence could even question her motives, Prism had then began to knock on the large metallic door, while mocking the lab's occupants at the same time.

What the-

"Prism? What are you-" Turbulence's questioning demand fell short just as a loud reply from the other side assailed the sealed doors, "Dammit, Prism! What are you doing?!"
Locked once more at out of the lab, this time with good reason with their well-being in mind, both Turbulence and Prism were tasked to wait until Nightscream required their aid. But considering that Sklog in his new body may take things badly as Nightscream was predicting, assistance would have been preferred. At the same time though, better for the Decepticon not-so-mad scientist than the Autobots, especially since she had a force field to protect herself with. Though with an very likely anger Sklog in the room with a brand new suped-up body to use, Turbulence has lingering doubts how well Nightscream could handle something so unpredictable now.

Just like the Con' anticipated and not a moment too sooner did Turbulence pick up the muffled roaring of Sklog's tempered re-awaking on the other side of the sealed metallic doors to the lab. It was evidently clear that an intense thrashing was ensuing in the lab and more so probable was Sklog raging against the shielded Nightscream with whatever he could get his hands on - or even do for that matter. So far though, Nighscream had not reached out to the Autobots yet which meant the situation was so far under control. But for how long?

As a soldier, Turbulence was uneasy to the uncomplicated fact of a struggle going down nearby without him being involved in it; even it was to subdue Sklog had circumstances or choices been different. The Autobot contemplated the use of his weaponry in order to shift against the Dinobot or whatever he would be considered now. Unfortunately though his high caliber and explosives would agitate the confused big guy or worse; kill him. With the racket on the other side of the doors still present, Turbulence paced around the hallway too deep in thought to pay any attention to Prism. But with is her earlier expressions would talk for her, the Autobot flyer would have guessed a hint of sadness and likely regret. Still feeling contempt of Prism's foolish actions as of recently, he grappled with the need to scorn her for poor choices made and to remind Prism of the outcome that was now happening. Then again though, she may already know that considering how silent she had become with her head facing the floor.

Tired of not only waiting but hearing the unending shouts and violence within the lab, Turbulence became fed up and opened a channel with the besieged Nighscream, "Big guy really does not sound happy from over here. Do you have any ideas on how to stop him other than hoping to tire him out?"
@pyroman

I dunno wha GB means but thats pretty dang close to how I imagine Prism looks like.

As for the other pictures, I was thinking of going with a tank alt mode but that kinda seems over the top.

Plus while everyone is speeding to get somewhere he'll just be left behind cause he'll be so dang slow.


Given Sklog's original tanky appearance and still brutish form he's currently taking, transforming into an actual battle tank would not be crazy thought.

In case we get to upgrade the rest of our chars to the newer chassis somewhere down the line...



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