Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2016 12:59 am
Engine Room, Grounded Shuttle:
Tracks scowled at the sensor in his hand, then looked at the main board.
"Well? Are we done?"
Tracks gave a confused shrug. "According to the sensor, we are. According to the main board here......" He waved his hand at the status board and all of it's blinking red malfunction lights.
Hot Rod leaned in to look at the panel. "I might be able to fix this."
"You? How?"
Hot Rod raised his fist, then slammed it down on the panel, hard. The lights blinked, then switched to green, the smirk as evident on his face as in his voice. "All systems are go."
"I'm not even going to ask how you knew to do that."
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Autobot Evacuation Point 1124:
Optimus soared through the air, reveling in the feeling of flight. And as he neared the riot, his faceplate slid out, covering the lower half of his face.
Are you sure there's no way the plate can stay deployed?
For now, yes. How's this. At the next redesign, we can try to incorporate it.
Next...... What?
Look, Optimus, I've made you as powerful as I think you need to be, but let's be practical. I haven't been in a combat Prime for a long time. I wasn't with Sentinel, so I have no idea what this Megatron is like. And Zeta was far more a politician than a fighter. Maybe I've overpowered you, and one shot from your built in cannons will reduce Megatron to so much molten scrap. Or......
My shots will warm his armor less than a weak moonbeam?
Aren't you the pessimist. A strong moonbeam, certainly. Depending on what comes, the occasional redesign will likely be necessary.
I wonder if I can interest Ironhide in a slightly used Matrix...... Prime smiled behind his battle mask as he soared up, hovering above the rioting crowd, racking his shotgun, aiming it into the air, and firing it with a thunderous KRA-KOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!. "What's going on here?"
Tracks scowled at the sensor in his hand, then looked at the main board.
"Well? Are we done?"
Tracks gave a confused shrug. "According to the sensor, we are. According to the main board here......" He waved his hand at the status board and all of it's blinking red malfunction lights.
Hot Rod leaned in to look at the panel. "I might be able to fix this."
"You? How?"
Hot Rod raised his fist, then slammed it down on the panel, hard. The lights blinked, then switched to green, the smirk as evident on his face as in his voice. "All systems are go."
"I'm not even going to ask how you knew to do that."
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Autobot Evacuation Point 1124:
Optimus soared through the air, reveling in the feeling of flight. And as he neared the riot, his faceplate slid out, covering the lower half of his face.
Are you sure there's no way the plate can stay deployed?
For now, yes. How's this. At the next redesign, we can try to incorporate it.
Next...... What?
Look, Optimus, I've made you as powerful as I think you need to be, but let's be practical. I haven't been in a combat Prime for a long time. I wasn't with Sentinel, so I have no idea what this Megatron is like. And Zeta was far more a politician than a fighter. Maybe I've overpowered you, and one shot from your built in cannons will reduce Megatron to so much molten scrap. Or......
My shots will warm his armor less than a weak moonbeam?
Aren't you the pessimist. A strong moonbeam, certainly. Depending on what comes, the occasional redesign will likely be necessary.
I wonder if I can interest Ironhide in a slightly used Matrix...... Prime smiled behind his battle mask as he soared up, hovering above the rioting crowd, racking his shotgun, aiming it into the air, and firing it with a thunderous KRA-KOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!. "What's going on here?"