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Opening Maneuvers
By : sefiru
Category: Transformers > G1 > AU/AR
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Opening Maneuvers
A Transformers fanfiction by Sefiru

Warnings: M/M, stickyfic,violence, angst
Rating: R, possibly higher
Pairing: OP/P
Disclaimer: I don’t own Transformers and I’m not getting paid for this.
GabrielC: Prowl knew Dial, just not by name; he guessed about Mirage’s connection based on his reactions in chapter 1. More details in-story in this chapter. Sometimes I’m too vague formy own good :P
I hope everyone enjoyed the Olympics (yay curling!)
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Chapter 3: In which Prowl discovers a talent
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Even in recharge Prowl kept some basic sensors active. The instant he sensed movement near him,he was rolling before his processor came fully online. When it did, he immediately threw on his brakes; he wasn’t in the Decepticon base, he was about to run into a wall in the Autobot commander’s quarters. The movement that had startled him was Optimus Prime rising from his bunk. Prime paused, and then slowly continued to rise.
“Are you all right, Prowl?”
“I am now.” He changed out of vehicle mode. It was not entirely true – the defensive subroutines he woke with were slow to shut down. This was the first time he hadn’t needed them when the startle circuit tripped. Once he had cleared out the unused processes, he turned to the commander and asked, “What will you have of me?”
Prime’s eyebrows went up slightly but he showed no other signs of surprise. “Since you have decided to join our team, meet with Jazz to add your data to our records, then join our unarmed combat practice. I hope you understand that we can’t issue you a weapon right away.” Prowl nodded; that was only wise.“This afternoon we will hold our intelligence debrief on yesterday’s raid, and I would like you to be prepared to answer questions.”Prowl nodded again, once, to show he understood. Prime continued, “I must get started with my own work. Jazz won’t be awake for another hour; will you be all right until then?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Until later, then.” Prime strode out the door; Prowl gazed after him for a moment, door wings fanning gently. Prime had him in his grip already – he hadn’t even thought of not followingPrime’s instructions. He had yet to hear the Autobot leader raise his voice,deliver an insult or make a threat. Last night he had been downright apologetic about not having a second recharge berth in his quarters. And yet authority radiated from him like heat from a lamp.
Setting the question aside for the moment, he examined the log of files that had been altered during his recharge. He was not surprised that he had dreamed of Dial,attaching the name to his memories of the little bot. Few of them were pleasant. Poor Dial; he’d been only a few years old when Megatron killed him,never knowing of the wealthy parent that still searched for him. Perhaps all four “maintenance units” were the mind seeds of Cybertronian elites, snatched from the assembly plant for – what purpose? Leverage? Prowl could guess how it had been done: the most insidious of openings, an inside job. There was a traitor among the cyberninjas that guarded Vector Sigma and the sparklings. He madea note to mention that when he was questioned; Megatron would not steal a fifth.
He also noticedthat the title Lord had been deleted from Megatron’s name in his ID files.
He had dreamed extensively of the Autobots as well, especially Optimus Prime. He’d attached strings of positive emotion tags to all of those memories, including a few tagshe’d never experienced before. He made another note to track how those tags affected his behavior. For one thing, they’d induced his dreaming processor to construct a 3-D, full color, high resolution model of Prime’s body. He had no idea why. Meanwhile, he calculated that he had enough time to use the wash racks before meeting with Jazz.
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Optimus had had a long day. It started with the storm of emails, protesting and demanding an explanation for yesterday’s raid, from members of the high council. Nothing from the press yet, thank Primus. He also had to review the supply logs and approve Jazz’s purchases. After a few hours of that came sparring practice, which was the closest thing to relaxation he’d had recently; most of his attention was on Sideswipe’s fists, but he noticed Ironhide taking the newest Autobot through some basic movements.
The afternoon debriefing was as difficult as he’d feared. They had a few new leads thanks to the data they’d collected, but Prowl’s report was simply horrifying. Optimus had been well aware of Megatron’s political and military practices, but Prowl’s account revealed a level of personal cruelty that he had trouble wrapping his processor around. Seriously injuring his own bots in a fit of pique, abducting and tormenting sparklings,apparently for mere amusement – he shuddered, knowing that he would have to comprehend this mindset if he was to oppose Megatron effectively. And Prowl related all of it in a calm, matter-of-fact tone, as if he wasn’t aware of how wrong any of those actions were.
Later, after another round of belligerent emails, Optimus walked into the mess hall on the way to the library banks to take another look through the ancient military archives. Most of the Autobot team was there, socializing, listening to music or playing games – and there was Prowl, standing against the wall as if he wasn’t quite sure what to do. Optimus’s Spark went out to the young bot; he might not have had any chance for recreation, might not even know how. The table with the chessboard was free. The archives could wait for another day. He sat down and called Prowl over. “Prowl, have you ever played chess?”
“No, sir. What is chess?”
“Sit, I’ll show you.” He could just have given Prowl a chess program, but those never worked as well as naturally evolved skills. Besides, this was as much about social contact as the game itself. Optimus opened the box of pieces and explained as he set them up: “The ones along the front are called scouts. These two at each corner are combiners, then Seekers …” he went over all the pieces and their rules, then made an opening move and invited Prowl to take his turn. Prowl moved as random scout and the game was on. Although Optimus naturally won,Prowl lasted far longer than he expected. And the black-and-white bot was smiling faintly. Optimus reset the pieces. “Again?”
“Yes.”
A megacycle later, Optimus looked down at the board in astonishment. He was a reasonably skilled player, and in only his second game, Prowl had defeated him. Prowl was barely aware of his surroundings as he announced checkmate and lifted Optimus’s Prime piece from the board.
“You beat me,”Optimus remarked.
Prowl flinched.“I apologize.”
“No need. I haven’t had such a good game in ages.” Optimus reset the board again,pretending not to notice Prowl’s surprise. He could well imagine what Megatron’s response would have been, and why Prowl feared it. And while Optimus was acting as any decent thinking being would, Prowl’s attention lingered on him as if he had done something exceptional. It was hard to tell, but he thought the young bot was attracted to him, which was understandable under the circumstances.
They played three more matches, of which Optimus won only one. The evening wore on, and the common room gradually emptied, until at the end of their last match, they werethe only bots still there. Optimus stacked the pieces back in their box. “We should get some recharge time,” he said.
“I … enjoyed that.” Prowl’s wings fanned. “Thank you.”
“You are quite welcome.”
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I wonder what those new emotion tags could be? ^^
A note on how I’m handling Transformer reproduction: theSpark comes from the AllSpark via Vector Sigma, the software (the mind seed) comes from one or more parents, and the body is manufactured with some input from the parents. The whole lot are assembled in a central facility and then given to the mind-seed parents to raise.
Next chapter: what does it take to make Optimus take a dayoff?
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Opening Maneuvers	By : sefiru Category: Transformers > G1 > AU/AR Views: 3161 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Opening Maneuvers