The Decepticon soared through a multicolored nebula... -- Nova Port

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Date Posted: 22:48:19 01/15/02 Tue
Author: Skyjack
Subject: The Decepticon soared through a multicolored nebula...

...and as he emerged, he was uncharacteristically speechless at the sight before him. Even when alone, a running verbal dialogue served as his signature, but dwarfed by the mass of rock before him, built-upon and interconnected, magestically orbiting the mountainous terrain below, he soared in silence. True, sound would not have carried in the vaccuum of space, but that didn't deter him from speaking anyway, and even now the 'silence' was short-lived.

"Whoa! Look at that thing! It's even bigger than I'd heard! Lots of chunks floating around that planet--must be hard for them to navigate through it all, especially with that one and that other one! But those are connected to an even BIGGER rock! Sure glad I lifted a file on this place a ways back on Charr--who knows what sort of goodies I'm gonna find down there?"

Skyjack soared into the NOVA port, transforming as he passed through the atmospheric shielding and running to a halt. He surveyed his surroundings, noticing mostly cargo ships of varying sizes, being loaded with an ore he didn't recognize by transformers of various factions. But it was the other creatures he saw, the ones which outnumbered his own kind nearly two to one, which captured his interest. They all worked together, and there was a certain spiritual calm among the organics that was in stark contrast to the hyperactive nature of Skyjack's own spark.

"Great....I get out of fleshling-central over at Rugby only to run into a bunch of big toothy lizard fleshlings...can't win for losing. These can only be Dracans. The file didn't do them justice....

Well, now that I'm here, I may as well check this place out, maybe find someplace to relax...YO!! You with the fangs!! I need some directions over here!"

The robed Dracan lowered the crate he was carrying and looked up at the Decepticon who now addressed him so brashly. His markings indicated neither security nor mining, leading Quenteck to believe Skyjack to be a visitor, a newcomer, and not on official business from any of their contacts on Cybertron. Even as far as Draco rumors of rogues and independents with their own allegiances, or in some cases none, had surfaced. Quenteck approached the new arrival cautiously as he began to speak...

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"Ho Cybertron, Quenteck bids you greetings..." -- Quenteck of Draco, 17:47:29 02/02/02 Sat
- "What part of your allies' home? What part do ya like?" -- Skyjack, 19:02:03 05/26/02 Sun