Rastun mulls over the plan and on the surface, there shouldn't be any problems with it. Brainwave doesn't seem to be the type to overlook details and he has been hard at work with his calculations. These Cybertronians are far more advanced than the ones he knows of, and accurately predicting outcomes of carefully planned actions should be the least of their capabilities. However, Rastun couldn't help but have a nagging feeling that something will go wrong from this. Again though, he doesn't have any better ideas at the moment, so he'll just have to trust in Brainwave's plan.
"I have no problems with it," he responds and adds, "The offer of your partner's strategic capabilities appears to be a good recompense for no new additional technology, hopefully sating their greed. I'm not sure I can find anything overly wrong with this scheme."
Still, he couldn't get rid of his vague worries. Perhaps it's simply the idea of trusting two unknowns and being stuck without logical alternatives.
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TehChron said
At work, but thoughts:
Through shenanigans, the Transtech team discover Eureka Seven AO.
Theyd ignore it (:maybe), but then they receive word that the verse possesses a MacGuffin that erases whatever it shoots from history, without exception
Thoughts?
They'd probably take notice, at least
Rastun would opt for confiscating it from them if he can help it
Adam glances at the woman and blue-haired young man, amused at the latter's inability to hold his alcohol. His ability with profanity is not much to write home about either. The display is sad, yet amusing, and not nearly annoying enough to warrant kicking him out like that Los Betas moron. Impotently raging drunkards can make for good entertainment, especially drunk babbies who think they're men.
He then goes back to drinking his vodka, hoping for some more amusement at the young man's expense.
He then goes back to drinking his vodka, hoping for some more amusement at the young man's expense.
A man sitting in a distant corner saw the events that just unfolded, and satisfaction is plainly on his face. He was growing annoyed at the Los Betas officer's whining and would've eventually done the same thing the martial artist did to him. Alas, he was beaten to the honor, but at least the job got done sooner rather than later. He takes another sip from his glass of vodka and walks towards the man who kicked out the unruly officer. He sits next to him and says, "I have to say, excellent technique there. You handled that moron well, saving me the hassle of dealing with him. And isn't Fujita a guy's name anyhow?
"Ah, here I am talking about names and I haven't given mine out, such poor manners! The name's Adam."
"Ah, here I am talking about names and I haven't given mine out, such poor manners! The name's Adam."
Rastun could pursue this further but truth be told, there really is no better plan than this one. Despite how technologically advanced they are, in the end they're only three people and the other side is an army. They really can't hide forever. "Fine then, go ahead and give them a gift," he says. "Just make sure they keep warring against each other instead of us," he added. Rastun then walks out of the cave to watch for potential intruders and leaves the pair to their devices. If they're so confident in their abilities, he might as well let them proceed with this idea. At the very least, Rastun will be able to see how dependable they are after this is all done.
Do they know what he's thinking, or is he too obvious? He never mentioned being worried about the power balance in his question. Somehow, Rastun knew there would likely be more slightly odd moments like these in the future. Not that this is important to the topic at hand anyhow. He might as well keep pressing them with more questions if necessary.
"What kind of technology are you giving them? Whatever is outdated by your standards could still be too much for any one side to have."
"What kind of technology are you giving them? Whatever is outdated by your standards could still be too much for any one side to have."
"Aid them in what way?" Rastun asks. He never cared about petty conflicts such as this war, but actively altering the balance of power for one side isn't something he'd do lightly. However, they do have a point. Rastun can't have the Titans breathing down his neck if he's ever to complete this assignment, so he needs a distraction as much as they do. He only hopes that whatever they're planning to do, it won't make things worse in the long run.
Near the cave complex
Inside the Astafanel, Rastun attempts to communicate with High Command. Even if this era has a more stable timeline than the one he just came from, it's still a catastrophe on many levels and contact would more than likely be impossible. Still, there's no harm in trying. Rastun opens up his comm to the usual High Command channels and says, "High Command, this is Rastun. Can you hear me?"
No response, as expected. He tries again, however.
"I repeat, this is Rastun, can you hear me?"
Still nothing. Clearly his signal won't get through at the moment, so he stops and gets out of his Chronoframe. He walks back into the cave complex and goes towards the two Cybertronians. Being around them outside of his machine makes him feel uncomfortably small at times, but he can cope. "I couldn't establish contact with my superiors," he says to them, then follows up with, "And where did all of these computers come from?"
Inside the Astafanel, Rastun attempts to communicate with High Command. Even if this era has a more stable timeline than the one he just came from, it's still a catastrophe on many levels and contact would more than likely be impossible. Still, there's no harm in trying. Rastun opens up his comm to the usual High Command channels and says, "High Command, this is Rastun. Can you hear me?"
No response, as expected. He tries again, however.
"I repeat, this is Rastun, can you hear me?"
Still nothing. Clearly his signal won't get through at the moment, so he stops and gets out of his Chronoframe. He walks back into the cave complex and goes towards the two Cybertronians. Being around them outside of his machine makes him feel uncomfortably small at times, but he can cope. "I couldn't establish contact with my superiors," he says to them, then follows up with, "And where did all of these computers come from?"
too unstoppable
nevermind this
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