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Post by Den on Feb 29, 2008 18:20:54 GMT -5
Desinex watched as Quicksilver tossed the lifeless corpse of the autobot into the cell housing the autobot CMO. Smirking a bit at the comment about Spectre not being a good conversationalist, the femme tried not to let her delight show. "We shall..."She slipped her hand into Quicksilver's and, with a parting sneer at the autobot CMO, let herself be led away.
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"Hmm...Well...." WakeJumper thought about some of the things he used to do when he was around the same age as the others. That's when an idea came to the youngling. "Wanna hear about some of the stuff Caly an' Deluge an' Coast an' Depth Charge an' Downrush used t' do when we were still livin' on Cybertron?"
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Post by Latte on Feb 29, 2008 18:22:34 GMT -5
Nebula looked up at the older mech and nodded eagerly. "Yeah! And can you tell us about Cybertron?"she added. "I was sparked here, so I don't know that much about it."
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Post by Den on Feb 29, 2008 18:40:22 GMT -5
"Well...I didn't get to see a lot of it when I was little...I lived in..."WakeJumper frowned, trying to remember what Deluge had called the area he had been living in, "a Neutral Zone...There were some tall, silvery-looking buildings...but not very many...I don't remember much about it though...some bad stuff happened an' Caly an' Deluge an' the others rescued me..."
WakeJumper tried not to let the sadness he felt about the 'bad stuff' come up as he talked. "Some of it was kinda neat to look at...but some parts were really scary-lookin'...Downrush used t' say the scary-lookin' parts were built by Decepticons justa scare people...Deluge used t' say Downrush had a few screws loose..." WakeJumper smiled a bit at that.
"Downrush an' Deluge used t' pick on each other a lot...Usually, 'cause Downrush'd done somethin' silly...he used t' do silly stuff all the time...Like the time he managed to get Coast stuck to the ceiling...Even though Deluge was yellin' at Downrush, she was tryin' not to laugh, 'cause Coast looked funny..."
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Post by Latte on Feb 29, 2008 18:45:18 GMT -5
Nebula giggled. "Really? Wow. How'd he do that? And how come?"She sat on the floor, looking up at WakeJumper curiously.
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Post by Den on Feb 29, 2008 18:50:47 GMT -5
WakeJumper shrugged a little. "I dunno how he did it...but later, Caly told me that Downrush had caught Coast comin' back t' base after gettin' 'overcharged' or somethin' like that...If Downrush were still around, we could ask him how he got Coast up on the ceiling..." WakeJumper grinned a bit as he remembered another funny situation.
"Then there was the time Downrush had t' pry some shrapnel outta Depth Charge's an' my armor after one of Caly's bombs accidentally went off inside, an Depth Charge hid in a closet for three whole cycles before Deluge dragged him to the medbay..."
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Post by Latte on Feb 29, 2008 18:53:41 GMT -5
Nebula's optics were wide. "Wow. Why'd he hide?"She tilted her head to one side. "Shouldn't he have gone right away?"
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Post by cetus on Feb 29, 2008 19:08:30 GMT -5
Helm hunched over the protoform endoskeleton, Rewire finished up Nebula's cannon, thanking Primus that she only wanted one. Planning and programing the transformation sequences for weapons was often a pain in the aft.
He knew he promised to go join Raven, but he was a little leery of the little femme latching onto him with very little for him to offer her. So Rewire kept going, laying the fuel tank, lines and pump, servos and muscle cabling, sensors and relays, processors, transformation cog...
The engineer finally stopped when he placed the spark chamber into the chassis and paused to stretch neck cabling, he heard a taught crack. Rewire blinked and winced. Fraggit, too intent on the job again... ok. All's left is platin'.
Rubbing at his neck, he headed to the common room to find Raven and Twilight. Stepping over the assorted little ones, he chuckled slightly at his daughter looking at FireBond on the floor and sat beside his sparkmate. "'ey, love. No news is good news, huh?"
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Post by Miss Mandy on Feb 29, 2008 19:15:56 GMT -5
Raven turned and smiled up at Rewire. The smile did not touch her optics however, but she played along, "Yes, no news is good news. The sooner they are back the better."
Raven shifted closer Rewire and rested her head on his shoulder, shuttering her optics. I know this is terrible, but I'm glad you didn't have to go.
She had remembered how Red Alert had looked after his time in the Decepticon's clutches and knew that this time very well may be worse. There was no one there would would take pity on Ratchet as Nightstrike had on her own father. Ratchet's only hope was the extraction team. Four Autobots against who knew how many Decepticons. She shivered at the thought.
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Post by Latte on Feb 29, 2008 19:17:25 GMT -5
Nebula looked up and waved at Rewire, then returned her attention to the youngling whose foot she was currently perched on. She liked his stories, and hoped he had more.
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Post by Den on Feb 29, 2008 19:32:04 GMT -5
"Well...Downrush...wasn't exactly the most gentle with injuries...In fact, if I remember right....Caly used to call him a 'Pit-spawned terror of a field medic'...He's the one who taught me how t' do patch welds 'n stuff like that..." WakeJumper giggled a bit, remembering something,
"When we finally got Depth Charge to the medbay, Caly, Coast, Deluge an' I all had t' sit on him to get him to hold still long enough for Downrush to pry the worst bits of shrapnel outta him...All the others had t' do for me was keep me from lookin' at my arm while Downrush picked the shrapnel bits out...I think...I was too busy listenin' to Caly tease Depth Charge for actin' like a scared glitchmouse..."
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Post by Latte on Feb 29, 2008 19:33:26 GMT -5
Nebula giggled. "All of you? Wow. Did you have to do that a lot?"She considered. "What are they all like? I don't think I've met them yet."She tugged on his shin, trying to get him to sit down so she didn't have to crane her neck back to look up at him.
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Post by SugarCube on Feb 29, 2008 19:35:46 GMT -5
He was a mess. A sheer, complete mess. Like a careless 'bot that had gotten too close to industrial machinery and had paid for it with his spark.
It wasn't half wrong, Ratchet thought. Not by half. Whatever it was that the two 'Cons in the doorway had said, it rolled past him, and he let it go with a dull numbness, catching a faint impression of a sadistic humour, and then silence.
Programming overtook him, and he staggered, falling by Spectre, cataloguing parts and damage even as he quailed from the ferocity of the attack.
Stop looking at it. Come on. Optics off. There is nothing left to save there, medic.
A distant rumble flowed through the small space; Ratchet shuttered his optics and sat back, letting physical pain work its way through him. And that, if nothing else, at least cut through some of the chill that had seemed to replace what little fuel was slowly cycling through his systems.
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He'd turned to her with a half-smirk and a reply ready on his lips, when an explosion rocked the base, and alarms started to shriek.
So they're already here - that was some fast run, Optimus,, he thought with a sneer.
"Autobots," he growled. "Go secure channels."
Quicksilver, Desinex, Menaci; go see what's going on. Suspected Autobot forces, storage area.
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Calypso's bombs had hit, and then his own missiles - perimeter breach.
Transform. We're going in, he commed, shifting from car to 'bot in a swift move. Scanners swept the area as he went in low to the ground, then gave the 'clear' signal.
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Post by cetus on Feb 29, 2008 19:38:22 GMT -5
The Land Rover wrapped an arm around Raven and rested his cheek against her head. Shh. It’s ‘lright. They didn’t need everyone. I’m more use here. An’ flip side ah the coin, you’ve gone in when I wished you wouldn’t. He held her tighter, kissing her temple when she shivered.
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Post by Latte on Feb 29, 2008 19:42:05 GMT -5
On it, sir. Menaci headed towards the area. She unsheathed her blades, a smirk crossing her face. Between the long trip in space and the inactivity - not to mention that little trip getting Starscream out of the Autobot base - t had been too long since she'd gotten in a good 'Bot-slagging.
Bumblebee transformed, equipping his cannon and following. He dropped his battle mask, keeping his cannon uncharged for the moment - no need to broadcast his location with the hum of a charged cannon, however soft it was.
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Post by Miss Mandy on Feb 29, 2008 19:45:00 GMT -5
Quicksilver had been too... busy to notice the explosions, but quickly shook the suds from his frame at the sound of his father's voice on the comm.
"Fraggit! Does he *know* when I'm busy doing something else?"
He quickly dried himself off and snapped at Desi, "Hurry. I think the Autobots have come for their medic."
Not waiting for her, he readied his weapons as he headed out of the base.
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Nightstrike jumped to her feet, looking at the scanners.
Blizzard! Keep FrostBite close to you! We're under attack!
Blizzard did not reply, but located FrostBite under a berth and sighed.
"What are you doing under there? Come on, you're mother wants me to keep you close for now, get out of there."
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Post by Den on Feb 29, 2008 19:59:37 GMT -5
"Well...Caly's fun...Sometimes, back on Cybertron, when Deluge an' Downrush weren't around, she'd play games with me an' keep me company...She kinda talks weird, but she's really nice. She sometimes starts singin' funny songs, but only sometimes...Dunno when or why she does it...She can fly too...said her alt's a 'Sea-Plane'...dunno what that is...but it has wings an' stuff...." WakeJumper smiled, an image of the pirate firmly in his mind. "Oh, an' she collects shiny things...sometimes if I find a really neat-lookin' shiny thing, she and I trade stuff..."
Grinning a bit, WakeJumper decided to talk about Deluge next. "Deluge is really awesome...she's the one who saved me first...after the bad stuff happened...She's really, really, REALLY nice, an' can go really fast...Someday, I'mma be strong enough an' big enough t' protect her....Her an' Caly both..." Pausing a little, WakeJumper remembered the argument from earlier, and pouted, "She an' Depth Charge don' really get along, but that's just 'cause Depth Charge is a mean jerk...'bout the only one who likes him is Coast...Coast is okay...but he talks way too fast..."
The youngling considered who was left to talk about, hesitating slightly before he finished. "Downrush was really nice too, when he wasn' yellin' at me t' 'Get up an' do it again!'...He taught me how t' protect m'self...an' how to do patch welds, and other stuff for on-the-field repairs...He was sometimes a bit cranky...but he was really nice too...'specially when it was his turn t' stay back at base with me...I still miss him...we got separated awhile back, when we were on our way here...an' some 'Cons started shootin' at us, an' we had t' split up...Downrush tried t' hold 'em off as long as he could...but there were lotsa 'Cons around..." WakeJumper slumped down a little at that. "I wish he were here...he'd know what t' do..."
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Desinex let out a low growl at the comm, before wiping her own frame dry. "I swear, that mech is psychic or something..." She muttered, hurrying after Quicksilver, already starting to plan out how to use the area to her advantage. To pit with what Dissever had ordered, there was a fight to be had, and the sniper had no intention of letting anything get in her way.
Opening a private comm with Quicksilver, the sniper sought out high ground and began to set up her rifle. Shall we add a few more 'donated' pieces to the collection?
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Post by Latte on Feb 29, 2008 20:06:58 GMT -5
Nebula patted his shin. She didn't know what to say. She knew about deactivation, of course, but she didn't know what she could say about it, so she decided to try and change the sbject. "So Deluge is your favorite?" It sounded like that. She guessed it made sense, if Deluge had rescued him.
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Post by cetus on Feb 29, 2008 20:11:20 GMT -5
At the distant explosion, shortly followed by Prowl’s comm., Optimus moved quietly up to the base, scanning and locating a side entrance. He held up a hand to indicate that the others should hold back. There was stillness from the Peterbilt for a full breem, which seemed like an eternity. He equipped the energon sword and drove it through the seam of the door, pushing with all his weight to force it to give. The only noise was the grate of metal, and soft whine of straining servos. Soon he had space to enter the base, and commed the others on their secure channel. We’re in. Remember, we are playing as the extraction team. Run silent until we are – discovered. Then anything goes. Signals dampened, Optimus moved into the Decepticon halls.
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Post by Miss Mandy on Feb 29, 2008 20:21:22 GMT -5
Quicksilver smirked. Indeed. Always a good thing to keep trophies.
Running a scan as he emerged from the base, he struggled to pick up anything but the most faint of signatures. Slowly, he crept around the base until he spied Prowl's team. With a low rumble, he aimed for Prowl and opened fire.
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Post by Latte on Feb 29, 2008 20:34:58 GMT -5
Deluge followed, her entire frame tense and gripping her missile launcher tightly. She masked her signal and strained her optics and audios to watch around them. She'd promised WakeJumper she'd come back, and she was not going to break that promise because she hadn't noticed any piece of slag 'Con sneaking up on her.
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Showdown rested her finger on the trigger of her shotgun lightly, keeping pace with the rest of the group and glancing around often. The black femme was sure that it wouldn't be long before they were found, and she did not want to be caught off guard when that happened.
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