Tailgate: Project: Portal Sensor Array

erstwhile-technician:

Tailgate runs over to the location of Brainstorm’s lab, skidding to a halt in front of the door.

He’s pretty curious as to why exactly he’s been assigned to babysit some scientist. Whatever the reason, he senses that it’s something… delicate and that he can’t just ask about it without seeming rude.

While he waits for the other mech, he checks over the list Magnus had sent him earlier about what the scientist should be working on. He doesn’t wait long, though. A few moments later, Brainstorm arrives.

“Hello there!” Tailgate greets him. “Don’t think we’ve really met before. I’m Tailgate… And you’re Brainstorm, of course.”

Wow, this was a lot more awkward than he expected it to be. It’s hard to think of something else to say that’s not SO WHY ARE YOU IN TROUBLE?

“So, what are you working on?” he asks as he opens the door to the lab.

When Ultra Magnus had said that he was going to assign him an overseer, Brainstorm had pictured someone huge and burly, perhaps even a Wrecker, to keep him in line. Instead, when he rounded the final corner to his lab he found…probably one of the tiniest, most harmless-looking mechs he’d ever seen. This was the one who was going to be his caretaker?!

It was at times like these that he was thankful that he had a facemask. This way, Tailgate wouldn’t be able to see the scientist fighting to suppress laughter. A small, barely audible snicker did manage its way out of his mouth, however.

Clearing his vocalizer to cover up the noise, Brainstorm answered. “Yes, I’m Brainstorm.” He followed Tailgate into the lab, looking around to make sure nothing had been damaged before walking over to the table where the finished portal sensor array had been placed.

“I’m working on many things, though right now I want to deliver this sensor array to Eject.” Brainstorm studied his project thoroughly, checking to see if everything was in place. “It’s designed to detect the tears that keep cropping up.”