October 13, 2011 (War Room, Iacon) --- Optimus Prime is seated at the long table in the war room, looking alternately at the console in front of him and a datapad held in one hand. A stack of other datapads is stacked to one side of the console, and he has obviously been reviewing reports for some time. "Not specifically, no. Ah. Enter." Optimus Prime says, pinging the door to see who is there, and then opening it. "Streetwise. What can we do for you this cycle?" "It won't be easy work," Optimus Prime cautions. "And you have a great deal of learnign ahead of you."