"Hola Mackeral, Blowfish...." -- Cybertronian Senate Grand Meeting Hall

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Date Posted: 20:30:54 11/02/01 Fri
Author: Lord Schism
Subject: "Hola Mackeral, Blowfish...."
In reply to: Lord Moloch 's message, "Unseen Observer" on 16:35:46 10/26/01 Fri

Schism's voice boomed loudle as he and Maritime entered. The duo had barely reached Schism's seat, Maritime whispering the names of the other senators, when a blaring alarm sounded.

"Leaping lagoons!! Are we under attack?!"

"Hardly, sir. I believe this is my fault. This room is geared only to the bio-signatures of yourself and your fellow senators. As an assistant, I have triggered an alarm. My apologies; I rather should have remembered that. If you Lords will excuse me, I'll return to your office and--"

"Nonsense!! Not when we have the Assistant's Lounge waiting for you!!"

Schism tapped a button on his console before hovering over to a protesting Maritime. As his assistant was shoved toward an opening panel in the wall, he vocalized his complaints.

"Sir...what are you...sir, stop that! Sir, that's a drone supply unit, not an Assistant's Lounge...."

"I had it refurbished and renovated! You assistants do so much...you deserved a pond of your own to flop around in!! Now don't bother trying to thank me, I'm sure Kit and Decado and Blurr and the rest of the guppies will be along to join you soon!"

"But...we won't fit...sir, I must protest this--"

The door sealed on the Assistant's Lounge, the soundproofed chamber drowning out the rest of Maritime's tirade. Schism, beaming, returned to the table, nearly tripping over a halved chair. Shrugging, the Vehicon formed feet and landed, taking his own seat with the others.

"So....while we wait...I ever tell you 'bots about the cybertrout I caught on Quintessa last cycle?...."

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He strode into the meeting chamber as if he were the sole ruler of the hall... -- Lord Lye-Onitron, 16:28:05 12/09/01 Sun
- "Aaaa-nother fish in the old swimmin' hole!!" -- Lord Schism, 19:41:02 12/25/01 Tue