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Post by Goliath-the Evil Semi on Oct 5, 2009 3:03:51 GMT -5
"They'll be monitoring every single signal that is emitted from it, and anything else in the area." Goliath replied sternly. "I suppose I can let you enjoy your time while you still have it for a bit. Start making a lot of noise and you WILL get shut up. By the way, this trailer doesn't have a door, and is entirely made of nanoskin, so good luck trying to get out if you still have hopes of finding a way to do so."
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Post by Christopher Prime on Oct 5, 2009 3:10:55 GMT -5
Chris had been in the middle of a game when he heard Goliath say that. This guy just didn't get it did he? He had been taught how to handle things if he was taken hostage. Do everything your told, unless they can't kill you, don't use psychological warfare, and most of all, don't try to escape... That'll most likely end in your death.
"I didn't plan to try and escape... I know that would be stupid." Chris replied, turning off his game after 30 minutes of playing. He had been quiet about that long. He was conserving the battery for the Decepticon HQ, where he may need it to pass the time until the exchange started. Or wherever he was being taken until the exchange for that matter. "So when are we stopping for the night anyway, or are we making a straight run to wherever I'm to be held?" This was a reasonable question. He was tired, and sleeping while in the trailer of a moving truck was not something he wanted to do.
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Post by Goliath-the Evil Semi on Oct 5, 2009 3:25:40 GMT -5
"We're stopping at the next weigh station for the rest of the night, making one more leg after that." Goliath answered. The next trip would be just as long but oh well, it was worth it. "I think you can figure out where. So enjoy your time here, your fun won't improve much when we get there."
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Post by Christopher Prime on Oct 5, 2009 3:30:55 GMT -5
Chris hugged his legs to his chest, he had been really hoping that he'd store him in a warehouse or something. He didn't want to be held in the Decepticon HQ, where he'd likely be treated as little more then a prisoner of war. "If I were you, I'd just hope neither of my Dad's find it." He murmured. He knew they were both pissed, and knew... And hoped... One of them would unleash every bit of that fury on Goliath. "But I don't think that'll be much better then being in here regardless.." He added.
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Post by Goliath-the Evil Semi on Oct 5, 2009 3:44:39 GMT -5
Wasn't the game supposed to shut him up? Goliath groaned mentally. He'd probably yap all night if he let him continue-they were barely a quarter of the way to the next weigh station. "A shame isn't it? At least I can help pass the time." With out any warning, the nanomachines appeared again, wrapping around Chris's joints, feet, mouth and neck. Another set twisted around his wrists, locking them in place.
A thin smoke filled the room from the back, and it shifted forward slowly like a front, filling up the spaces in coils. Eventually it reached the corners closest to the main cab on the outside, enveloping the drones up front and Chris himself.
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Post by Christopher Prime on Oct 5, 2009 3:47:53 GMT -5
Chris hadn't thought that he would strap him down, but he didn't struggle, he knew what was coming. He was going to make sure he fell asleep and didn't make any moves the easiest of ways, sedating him. He felt the gas fill his nostrils and lungs, and his eyes were slowly closing. "Shoulda... Seen... That... Com..." Before he got the last part of 'Coming' out, his vision went dark and he was out cold, enveloped in a dream.
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Post by Goliath-the Evil Semi on Oct 5, 2009 3:52:04 GMT -5
Satisfied, Goliath kept the drones on high alert, scanning for any sudden Autobot signals entering the area as he accelerated to much faster speeds. At least he could have some silence the rest of the night. The gas would probably cause him to sleep well until the morning or whenever Goliath felt like waking up. Even if the gas didn't work that long, at least Chris was bound. Goliath was a heavy sleeper and once he was asleep, it potentially took some kind of explosion or crash to wake him up. Once the stop at the weigh station was taken care of, it was a straight run to the Decepticon Base from there.
It wasn't that he was worried, but he wondered how soon an Autobot would show up...
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