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Afterburner grunted his thanks to Ironfist and pointedly turned from Thrust. "We've got to get out of this whole area," he said, looking up to the now sagging, cracking corridor ceiling. "The upper level is coming to pay a visit soon time soon. Heh, Searchlight, c'mon..."
He touched the other on one shoulder.
"...we're all too close to death standing here."
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Altihex Central Core
The High Sheriff darted between any cover he could find, scanning the sky with his optics and pellet gun. Thus far, he had been lucky; the fleet seemed intent on taking out key objectives, which were a few streets over. The ground was shaking beneath his feet as he ran.
Central Square must be taking a Pit of a bashing.
He spotted a small, red mech hunkering in a doorway, darted over to him. "You armed, citizen?" he asked.
"No, sir," came the faltering reply. "Ah'm a messenger. We do'n carry no weapons."
"Hmm, so yu're a fast 'un?" the High Sheriff mused. "That'll do. Yu're a Sheriff now, 'bot. Come with me..."
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"On our way out, need to find a comm-unit - broadcast to everyone to get out as soon as they can." Ironfist said in response to Afterburner's comments.
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Thrust pondered Afterburners request for a few seconds. He looked down at his shackles with disgust. In all the commotion he had almost forgotten he was still here as the Autobots prisoner bitterness began to serge through his circuits and he began powering up his VTO engines. A blast from his powerful turbines would most likely catch the Autobots off guard sending careering to their doom. The vestige of hatred in his eyes was impossible to miss, lucky for him the Autobots seemed too distracted to notice. He powered down his engines, and his face morphed into a low scowl. He needed the Autobots to get out of the prison, revenge on Dirge could wait.
“I’m not helping you Autobot” addressing Afterburner, “I don’t trust him”. Thrust did his best to point towards Searchlight and took two paces back away from the collapsing room.
Thrust pondered Afterburners request for a few seconds. He looked down at his shackles with disgust. In all the commotion he had almost forgotten he was still here as the Autobots prisoner bitterness began to serge through his circuits and he began powering up his VTO engines. A blast from his powerful turbines would most likely catch the Autobots off guard sending careering to their doom. The vestige of hatred in his eyes was impossible to miss, lucky for him the Autobots seemed too distracted to notice. He powered down his engines, and his face morphed into a low scowl. He needed the Autobots to get out of the prison, revenge on Dirge could wait.
“I’m not helping you Autobot” addressing Afterburner, “I don’t trust him”. Thrust did his best to point towards Searchlight and took two paces back away from the collapsing room.
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As different as he'd become from Thrust over the years, Dirge found himself agreeing with the Decepticon, not trusting Searchlight either. Afterburner seemed to have things well in hand for now, and Dirge thusly kept his comments silent. Now was not the time to cause any further commotion with some of the upper floor starting to sprinkle down on them...
"I remember seeing a com-consol back in the general access medbay," Dirge answered to Ironfist. He turned to collect Thrust, taking a gentle grasp on him to lead him back out of the area. "We can check it out before we leave with the others waiting back there.
As different as he'd become from Thrust over the years, Dirge found himself agreeing with the Decepticon, not trusting Searchlight either. Afterburner seemed to have things well in hand for now, and Dirge thusly kept his comments silent. Now was not the time to cause any further commotion with some of the upper floor starting to sprinkle down on them...
"I remember seeing a com-consol back in the general access medbay," Dirge answered to Ironfist. He turned to collect Thrust, taking a gentle grasp on him to lead him back out of the area. "We can check it out before we leave with the others waiting back there.
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"Alright. Let's make our way back. Send out the warning. Then we get out of here before the building collapses." Ironfist said to Dirge, turning to follow him and Thrust.
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"Primus, I hope we're the last in this section," said Afterburner as he offered his help to Searchlight. "Listen to that!"
There was a rumbling, low and slow, gradually growing around the group. The vibration shimmered subtly across floor and walls.
"We'd better hurry or we're going to be seriously laminated..."
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Altihex Central Core
The High Sheriff worked his way carefully along the street, the little red mech in tow, and considered the situation:
The major commercial buildings at the heart of Altihex ran on a scheduled rota to allow for regular consolidation time on the City business hub; this meant, fortunately, that two-thirds of the workers were away from the Central Core when the attack began. There was no evidence that those on-shift had panicked, so it could be assumed they had gone to ground in the old war shelters when the bombardment started. This was probably also the case for those in the Administration Centre. But there might well be others caught out in the open who were simply doing their best to hide and survive, and it was these he needed to round up.
"Ah daren't broadcast," the High Sheriff said quietly. "We gotta search as much of the area as we can an' find as many as we can. Yuh got that?"
The red mech nodded. "Ah understand, sir. Ah'll do... mah best..."
"Go fer it, er... what's yu're nhame?"
"Raceway, sir."
"Rhight, Raceway. Yu've got two breems, no more, ta scout this area. Find me any units ya can, preferably any with a gun. Ah'll be rhound here like, so yu'll find me."
"Primus, I hope we're the last in this section," said Afterburner as he offered his help to Searchlight. "Listen to that!"
There was a rumbling, low and slow, gradually growing around the group. The vibration shimmered subtly across floor and walls.
"We'd better hurry or we're going to be seriously laminated..."
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Altihex Central Core
The High Sheriff worked his way carefully along the street, the little red mech in tow, and considered the situation:
The major commercial buildings at the heart of Altihex ran on a scheduled rota to allow for regular consolidation time on the City business hub; this meant, fortunately, that two-thirds of the workers were away from the Central Core when the attack began. There was no evidence that those on-shift had panicked, so it could be assumed they had gone to ground in the old war shelters when the bombardment started. This was probably also the case for those in the Administration Centre. But there might well be others caught out in the open who were simply doing their best to hide and survive, and it was these he needed to round up.
"Ah daren't broadcast," the High Sheriff said quietly. "We gotta search as much of the area as we can an' find as many as we can. Yuh got that?"
The red mech nodded. "Ah understand, sir. Ah'll do... mah best..."
"Go fer it, er... what's yu're nhame?"
"Raceway, sir."
"Rhight, Raceway. Yu've got two breems, no more, ta scout this area. Find me any units ya can, preferably any with a gun. Ah'll be rhound here like, so yu'll find me."
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Dirge had heard enough from the building's structure. Keeping a tight grip on Thrust, he made a dash for the exit, dragging the other seeker along with him.
"MOVE!!" he yelled to Ironfist, Afterburner, and Searchlight, trusting them to follow before being buried by the again collapsing structure.
Dirge had heard enough from the building's structure. Keeping a tight grip on Thrust, he made a dash for the exit, dragging the other seeker along with him.
"MOVE!!" he yelled to Ironfist, Afterburner, and Searchlight, trusting them to follow before being buried by the again collapsing structure.
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Jazz and Bumblebee are moving slowly through the hall. Jazz suddenly stops and raises his gun up. "Bumblebee. I'm picking up movement ahead of us. Be prepared to engage if they're unfriendlies.
Bumblebee nods. "Will do Jazz. Consider them scrapped if they make a sudden move."
Jazz slowly moves forward and sings Bumblebee to hold position. Jazz has made his way to the door that leads to the secure part of the section. Jazz tries to open teh door, but it's locked. He opens up the key pad next to it. "Alright. I'm going to try and hack my way past the security. Hold on." Jazz opens up a panel on his wrist and pulls a cable out. He inserts it into the hole next to the keypad and starts to run a program. After a few klicks, the light on teh door turns green and the door can now be opened.
"You would actually make a very good thief, Jazz." Bumblebee says as he watched Jazz go to work.
"Not my style, little buddy."Jazz says with a smile. "Now let's get a move on. It's not safe to stay in one place too long"
Jazz opens the door and as soon as he opens it, Bumblebee spots Dirge and the others. In a reflex, Bumblebee accidentally fires a shot off from his gun! "Bumblebee, no!" Jazz yells as he tries to stop him, but too late.
It's not aimed well and should easily pass over the party approaching Jazz and him though it'll definately hit the ceiling behind them. (ooc: Hope that was ok!)
Jazz and Bumblebee are moving slowly through the hall. Jazz suddenly stops and raises his gun up. "Bumblebee. I'm picking up movement ahead of us. Be prepared to engage if they're unfriendlies.
Bumblebee nods. "Will do Jazz. Consider them scrapped if they make a sudden move."
Jazz slowly moves forward and sings Bumblebee to hold position. Jazz has made his way to the door that leads to the secure part of the section. Jazz tries to open teh door, but it's locked. He opens up the key pad next to it. "Alright. I'm going to try and hack my way past the security. Hold on." Jazz opens up a panel on his wrist and pulls a cable out. He inserts it into the hole next to the keypad and starts to run a program. After a few klicks, the light on teh door turns green and the door can now be opened.
"You would actually make a very good thief, Jazz." Bumblebee says as he watched Jazz go to work.
"Not my style, little buddy."Jazz says with a smile. "Now let's get a move on. It's not safe to stay in one place too long"
Jazz opens the door and as soon as he opens it, Bumblebee spots Dirge and the others. In a reflex, Bumblebee accidentally fires a shot off from his gun! "Bumblebee, no!" Jazz yells as he tries to stop him, but too late.
It's not aimed well and should easily pass over the party approaching Jazz and him though it'll definately hit the ceiling behind them. (ooc: Hope that was ok!)
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"Whoa!" Afterburner (with Searchlight) was at the rear of the party and the single shot clipped the already cracking ceiling right over his head, bringing down a shower of sparks and tiles. "Enough, already!"
From where he was, he had no idea who was shooting. Naturally, he drew one of his guns and primed it.
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Altihex streets
At first, Lasoo was amazed no one was chasing him with extreme prejudice, but then he got thinking that this was a) A Good Thing and b) probably because the attackers, whoever they were, seemed so intent on attacking the City Core. But there was no telling when this would change; he completely could not see any 'if' in the situation.
Neither, it appeared, did a lot of the populace. The road began to get crowded with various mechs - some carrying bundles of personal belongings, some toting guns - who were making for the various public shelters, although Lasoo quickly realised that more than a few were heading his way.
"Goin' ta t'hospital?" a green cab asked him, pulling alongside.
"Yeah, gotta co-ordinate t' evacu-a-shun," Lasoo shot back.
"Where's the rest'a yuir squad?"
"Mostly dhead..." Lasoo swerved to avoid a group of root mode units who dashed out in the road. "Th' attackers, Pit blast 'em, hit the main Station first."
The Altihex hospital buildings were not far ahead of him, now. The green 'bot drew ahead. "Ah'm agued ta hear that," he said. "Ah'm one a' th' medics, nhame's Splint. Fhollah me!"
"Whoa!" Afterburner (with Searchlight) was at the rear of the party and the single shot clipped the already cracking ceiling right over his head, bringing down a shower of sparks and tiles. "Enough, already!"
From where he was, he had no idea who was shooting. Naturally, he drew one of his guns and primed it.
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Altihex streets
At first, Lasoo was amazed no one was chasing him with extreme prejudice, but then he got thinking that this was a) A Good Thing and b) probably because the attackers, whoever they were, seemed so intent on attacking the City Core. But there was no telling when this would change; he completely could not see any 'if' in the situation.
Neither, it appeared, did a lot of the populace. The road began to get crowded with various mechs - some carrying bundles of personal belongings, some toting guns - who were making for the various public shelters, although Lasoo quickly realised that more than a few were heading his way.
"Goin' ta t'hospital?" a green cab asked him, pulling alongside.
"Yeah, gotta co-ordinate t' evacu-a-shun," Lasoo shot back.
"Where's the rest'a yuir squad?"
"Mostly dhead..." Lasoo swerved to avoid a group of root mode units who dashed out in the road. "Th' attackers, Pit blast 'em, hit the main Station first."
The Altihex hospital buildings were not far ahead of him, now. The green 'bot drew ahead. "Ah'm agued ta hear that," he said. "Ah'm one a' th' medics, nhame's Splint. Fhollah me!"
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Thrust felt Dirge grab him tightly by the arm, but he didn’t need any convincing to leave the area in a hurry. He began running as fast as his leg servos would carry him.. It was hard to keep up with Dirge, the energon cuffs made it difficult to run with any finesse. His central processor was screaming with activity the same command was being repeated over and over again. RUN!
Thrust was running so hard that he didn’t notice the two figures appearing from the darkness in front of him. The smaller figure appeared to raise a weapon. Thrusts optics widened and he froze with shear terror unable to even dive for cover. The blast glanced off the top of his shoulder mounting. If he had not been a seeker the shot would have no doubt whistled over head harmlessly. Although causing only minor damage the shot was enough to knock Thrust off balance, and with no way to steady him self he fell backward a let out a small groan. The shot ricocheted off his shoulder and continued down the corridor hitting the ceiling just above Afterburner. He didn’t have much time to dwell on this and immediately tried to get to his feet.
“Dirge” he mumbled “tell those morons to stop shooting us!”
Thrust felt Dirge grab him tightly by the arm, but he didn’t need any convincing to leave the area in a hurry. He began running as fast as his leg servos would carry him.. It was hard to keep up with Dirge, the energon cuffs made it difficult to run with any finesse. His central processor was screaming with activity the same command was being repeated over and over again. RUN!
Thrust was running so hard that he didn’t notice the two figures appearing from the darkness in front of him. The smaller figure appeared to raise a weapon. Thrusts optics widened and he froze with shear terror unable to even dive for cover. The blast glanced off the top of his shoulder mounting. If he had not been a seeker the shot would have no doubt whistled over head harmlessly. Although causing only minor damage the shot was enough to knock Thrust off balance, and with no way to steady him self he fell backward a let out a small groan. The shot ricocheted off his shoulder and continued down the corridor hitting the ceiling just above Afterburner. He didn’t have much time to dwell on this and immediately tried to get to his feet.
“Dirge” he mumbled “tell those morons to stop shooting us!”
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Dirge had been focusing so wholely on escaping the damaged structure, he did not even spot the forms of Jazz and Bumblebee until the shot had been fired. Dirge tried to come to an abrupt stop, and was consequently brought tumbling along with Thrust as the other seeker went down.
Dirge had to take a moment to orient himself, then became aware of the creaking ceiling where the shot had struck it. It didn't seem like it was going to come down (yet) but they certainly didn't want it to take anymore punishment with the rest of the wing already collapsed.
"Hold your fire! You're gonna bring the rest of this place down on us!" He shouted hastily to Jazz and Bumblebee. As he started to get back up and help Thrust to his feet, he also looked around for Afterburner and Ironfist, hoping they hadn't been caught up in the falling rubble.
Dirge had been focusing so wholely on escaping the damaged structure, he did not even spot the forms of Jazz and Bumblebee until the shot had been fired. Dirge tried to come to an abrupt stop, and was consequently brought tumbling along with Thrust as the other seeker went down.
Dirge had to take a moment to orient himself, then became aware of the creaking ceiling where the shot had struck it. It didn't seem like it was going to come down (yet) but they certainly didn't want it to take anymore punishment with the rest of the wing already collapsed.
"Hold your fire! You're gonna bring the rest of this place down on us!" He shouted hastily to Jazz and Bumblebee. As he started to get back up and help Thrust to his feet, he also looked around for Afterburner and Ironfist, hoping they hadn't been caught up in the falling rubble.
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Thrust didn’t wait for Dirge this time. If Dirge wanted to stand around and get crushed then that was his problem. Thrust figured he had more chance going up against the two Autobots. Fear pulsed through his circuits as he ran towards the two figures in the darkness, Jazz and Bumble Bee. His Decepticon symbol and energon cuffs glistening in what little light there was
Thrust didn’t wait for Dirge this time. If Dirge wanted to stand around and get crushed then that was his problem. Thrust figured he had more chance going up against the two Autobots. Fear pulsed through his circuits as he ran towards the two figures in the darkness, Jazz and Bumble Bee. His Decepticon symbol and energon cuffs glistening in what little light there was
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"Slag it all!" Dirge snapped outloud as Thrust pulled out of his grip to charge the other Autobots.
Dirge was able to make out the forms that had shot at them, and though he doubted Jazz and Bumblebee had meant to harm them (most likely a mistake in the current lighting), he knew they wouldn't hesitate to defend themselves. The instant he felt Thrust slip his grip, Dirge went after him like a linebacker going in for the tackle, grabbing at him from behind and throwing his weight onto the Decepticon to try knocking him down.
"Slag it all!" Dirge snapped outloud as Thrust pulled out of his grip to charge the other Autobots.
Dirge was able to make out the forms that had shot at them, and though he doubted Jazz and Bumblebee had meant to harm them (most likely a mistake in the current lighting), he knew they wouldn't hesitate to defend themselves. The instant he felt Thrust slip his grip, Dirge went after him like a linebacker going in for the tackle, grabbing at him from behind and throwing his weight onto the Decepticon to try knocking him down.
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Thrust, could see the two Autobots getting closer and closer. He grit his teeth and continued on when suddenly he felt something or someone slam straight into the base of his back. He knew with in an instant that it was Dirge. The force was more than enough to send Thrust flying head first into the floor, the second time in as many seconds. Unable to cushion his fall he hit the floor with such force that he skidded for at least 3 meters before coming to a stop. Leaving a trail of sparks and dark crimson paint streaks in his wake. The battered red seeker let out a howl followed by a unintelligible list of Cybertronium curses.
“Dirge!” he cried, “LET ME GO!” he tried in vain to shake the Autobot seeker off
“Let me GO! We are all gonna die, we gotta get out of here now!”
Thrust, could see the two Autobots getting closer and closer. He grit his teeth and continued on when suddenly he felt something or someone slam straight into the base of his back. He knew with in an instant that it was Dirge. The force was more than enough to send Thrust flying head first into the floor, the second time in as many seconds. Unable to cushion his fall he hit the floor with such force that he skidded for at least 3 meters before coming to a stop. Leaving a trail of sparks and dark crimson paint streaks in his wake. The battered red seeker let out a howl followed by a unintelligible list of Cybertronium curses.
“Dirge!” he cried, “LET ME GO!” he tried in vain to shake the Autobot seeker off
“Let me GO! We are all gonna die, we gotta get out of here now!”
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As Dirge was trying to restrain Thrust, Jazz points his rifle to Thrust's nose. "Be quiet and don't move. You're only making it worse for yourself." Looking up at the others, Jazz adds: "Everybody else okay?"
From behind Jazz, Bumblebee show's his face. "Uhm, sorry about that, guys. I saw a Decepticon symbol and reacted om instinct. It won't happen again," Bumblebee said as he moved his way carefully to Dirge to assist him.
As Dirge was trying to restrain Thrust, Jazz points his rifle to Thrust's nose. "Be quiet and don't move. You're only making it worse for yourself." Looking up at the others, Jazz adds: "Everybody else okay?"
From behind Jazz, Bumblebee show's his face. "Uhm, sorry about that, guys. I saw a Decepticon symbol and reacted om instinct. It won't happen again," Bumblebee said as he moved his way carefully to Dirge to assist him.
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Afterburner smiled, managing to find some amusement in Dirge bringing down Thrust. "Er, I don't want to order folks around," he said, pulling the rebuilt Searchlight along with him. "But we have to get out of here right now. As in RIGHT NOW!"
A whole hunk of the building the erstwhile rescue team had just left folded in with a rattling roar and dust-laden air whipped blindingly along the corridor.
Afterburner smiled, managing to find some amusement in Dirge bringing down Thrust. "Er, I don't want to order folks around," he said, pulling the rebuilt Searchlight along with him. "But we have to get out of here right now. As in RIGHT NOW!"
A whole hunk of the building the erstwhile rescue team had just left folded in with a rattling roar and dust-laden air whipped blindingly along the corridor.
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"Next time," Ironfist began as he bust through the doorway behind the others, debris coming down behind him, "make sure to hit your target." He said towards Bumblebee. "Now get up" He said, looking towards Dirge and Thrust, "and let's get the slag out of here. Jazz, get in touch with Blaster or Highbrow. Confirm evacuation of Autobot forces and rendezvous point."
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Dirge would manage to keep Thrust pinned down, though it wasn't by any means easy. Sitting ontop of the seeker as he was, he pushed down on Thrust's shoulders despite the thrashing, waiting for him to calm down or tire out.
"Sheesh, even I wasn't this bad for Aero Blade an Hound," Dirge muttered to himself, remembering his own initiation into the Autobots with his two would-be 'wardens' so long ago. But then he'd been so happy to be getting away from a sure death that he hadn't spared enough of his attention to be fearful at the time. He now found himself hoping to have the same pacience they had back then - perhaps moreso...
"Settle down! This part isn't come down! Not yet at least," Dirge spoke firmly to Thrust, trying to regain his attention. "After we grab the others back in the main medbay, we'll be out of here. But if you keep tearing around like a lunatic that'll slow us down, maybe long enough for the decaying structure to catch up to us!"
Dirge would manage to keep Thrust pinned down, though it wasn't by any means easy. Sitting ontop of the seeker as he was, he pushed down on Thrust's shoulders despite the thrashing, waiting for him to calm down or tire out.
"Sheesh, even I wasn't this bad for Aero Blade an Hound," Dirge muttered to himself, remembering his own initiation into the Autobots with his two would-be 'wardens' so long ago. But then he'd been so happy to be getting away from a sure death that he hadn't spared enough of his attention to be fearful at the time. He now found himself hoping to have the same pacience they had back then - perhaps moreso...
"Settle down! This part isn't come down! Not yet at least," Dirge spoke firmly to Thrust, trying to regain his attention. "After we grab the others back in the main medbay, we'll be out of here. But if you keep tearing around like a lunatic that'll slow us down, maybe long enough for the decaying structure to catch up to us!"