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Foundry
"Decepticon, eh? Then- kill anything without the purple insignia." as an afterthought, Detour asked Fight and Flight, "Gigatron or Megatron?"
After saying that, Detour opened fire onto the Stratus lookalike when Rampage did the same. "Something's off, but I can't place what."
[Original RPG] Collapse: Devil with the King's Card (Kaon)
Foundry
"Ohh, never mind..."
Leaving Dark Walk spreading the Overbite's arms and looking upwards in a 'why bother?' gesture, Jaggor charged away through the remaining holes cut by Acid Storm and plunged into the area where everything noisy seemed to be happening at once - shouts, weapons' fire, crashes.
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Over Kaon
"Going down!" announced Stormfire, his vocals carrying distinct overtones of disgruntlement; his designation were meant for real flight, not paltry short hops like this. Uh, anyone would think him no more than an Autobot... "It's going to be tight - that's one narrow street."
"Surface-level building land has always been a premium on Cybertron," Solder pointed out blandly. "You know, this is one of only two civilian areas to survive Megatron's historical strike on Kaon?"
"Really?" Stormfire did nothing to cover his sarcasm.
"Yes - really." And silently, Solder added to himself: I was there.
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Communications Hub #3
Relay moved to the open panel, displayed the two linked wires to Reverb and, without fuss, jammed one into the security datalink port (meant for users to upload their ID and authorisation code) and the second simultaneously through the edge of the programming pad. There was a bright flash and a stink of ozone.
"If you miss the ground circuit, you're fried instead of the protocol programming," Relay cautioned. "Hurts - a lot. Take it from me!"
A dull humming started to fill the room as the first communications systems came to life.
"Ohh, never mind..."
Leaving Dark Walk spreading the Overbite's arms and looking upwards in a 'why bother?' gesture, Jaggor charged away through the remaining holes cut by Acid Storm and plunged into the area where everything noisy seemed to be happening at once - shouts, weapons' fire, crashes.
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Over Kaon
"Going down!" announced Stormfire, his vocals carrying distinct overtones of disgruntlement; his designation were meant for real flight, not paltry short hops like this. Uh, anyone would think him no more than an Autobot... "It's going to be tight - that's one narrow street."
"Surface-level building land has always been a premium on Cybertron," Solder pointed out blandly. "You know, this is one of only two civilian areas to survive Megatron's historical strike on Kaon?"
"Really?" Stormfire did nothing to cover his sarcasm.
"Yes - really." And silently, Solder added to himself: I was there.
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Communications Hub #3
Relay moved to the open panel, displayed the two linked wires to Reverb and, without fuss, jammed one into the security datalink port (meant for users to upload their ID and authorisation code) and the second simultaneously through the edge of the programming pad. There was a bright flash and a stink of ozone.
"If you miss the ground circuit, you're fried instead of the protocol programming," Relay cautioned. "Hurts - a lot. Take it from me!"
A dull humming started to fill the room as the first communications systems came to life.
[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]
Kolkular, Ruins
Blackjack watched as the Decepticons worked feverishly to excavate every resource they could lay their hands on. "Any sign of Hatemonger and the others?" Blackjack asked Galestorm. The Seeker barked the question to the others, but they came out negative. Zephyr did find Loadstone's mangled corpse, though.
"Sorry." Galestorm said finally.
Blackjack only shrugged. We have to move on. No matter what. Everybody had lost something today. Motioning at the prone form of the WarMachine, Blackjack asked, "Any of you could dismantle the remaining weapons?" Blackjack asked. Most likely, the answer would be no, but then, it never hurts to ask.
Blackjack watched as the Decepticons worked feverishly to excavate every resource they could lay their hands on. "Any sign of Hatemonger and the others?" Blackjack asked Galestorm. The Seeker barked the question to the others, but they came out negative. Zephyr did find Loadstone's mangled corpse, though.
"Sorry." Galestorm said finally.
Blackjack only shrugged. We have to move on. No matter what. Everybody had lost something today. Motioning at the prone form of the WarMachine, Blackjack asked, "Any of you could dismantle the remaining weapons?" Blackjack asked. Most likely, the answer would be no, but then, it never hurts to ask.
Communications Hub #3
"Amazing," Reverb told Relay. "Truly amazing. Is that all there is to it?"
The technician had returned to his chair, realizing that he was totally out of his league.
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Foundry
Acid Storm barely deigned to acknowledge the new arrivals at all, only pausing for a second to tell Fight n Flight, "Either you're with us or you're against us." As the now-chromed Stratus began to rise out of the vat he added, "Either help us kill that thing, or we kill you." With a pointed glance at Detour he added, "Meaningless details can wait until later."
He was firing at Stratus with his hyperion cannons before he'd finished talking.
"Amazing," Reverb told Relay. "Truly amazing. Is that all there is to it?"
The technician had returned to his chair, realizing that he was totally out of his league.
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Foundry
Acid Storm barely deigned to acknowledge the new arrivals at all, only pausing for a second to tell Fight n Flight, "Either you're with us or you're against us." As the now-chromed Stratus began to rise out of the vat he added, "Either help us kill that thing, or we kill you." With a pointed glance at Detour he added, "Meaningless details can wait until later."
He was firing at Stratus with his hyperion cannons before he'd finished talking.
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Foundry
"Stratus" was swept forward by a tide of chrome as incoming fire punctured the vat. He stumbled forward bits of him flying off as the fire glanced of fhim creating a cloud of pretty twinkling chromed Shrapnel.
Falling forward he transformed akwardly because of the Chrome and charged forward, it was anyones guess whether he would have the runway or the altitude to get airborne or hether he would just plough into the advancing decepticons at take off speed.
"Stratus" was swept forward by a tide of chrome as incoming fire punctured the vat. He stumbled forward bits of him flying off as the fire glanced of fhim creating a cloud of pretty twinkling chromed Shrapnel.
Falling forward he transformed akwardly because of the Chrome and charged forward, it was anyones guess whether he would have the runway or the altitude to get airborne or hether he would just plough into the advancing decepticons at take off speed.
Communications Hub #3
"I wish..." Relay said to Reverb. "Basically, that's bypassed any security that might have tried to shut down the powercell modifications. We have a live system, but it's not going to broadcast anything unless the antennae array is still in workable condition. You're in the right seat there - want to check it out?"
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Foundry
Not at all sure of what had been going on, Jaggor jumped into the main foundry with guns a-toting and raced past several lumps of machinery towards the sound of Acid Storm's vocals. He was in the right place, therefore, as Stratus was swept from the vat in a wash of electro-statically charged chrome... the right place to get doused and have the transformed enemy coming right for him...
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Outside Veterans Hospital
Solder hauled himself out of Stormfire's cockpit and, while the jet transformed behind him, took a good look at the hospital frontage. It was a grim sight; broken panes, peeling paint, rust scarring the metal. Even the sign had fallen off. Well, a long time had passed since he was last here.
With Overkill in his hand, he stepped fastidiously over the sprawled limbs of an Empty (offline, but no bits worth acquiring). The door stood open and he slipped through into the large reception. There seemed to be no upright or active 'bot in the place.
"Disgusting," Stormfire remarked, kicking an old fuel container across the littered, grimy floor. "It's worse than the Kaon barracks."
"Not a bad as a battlefield," Solder responded, but the scuff marks and patch of newly-spilled oil near the desk did not escape his notice.
"I wish..." Relay said to Reverb. "Basically, that's bypassed any security that might have tried to shut down the powercell modifications. We have a live system, but it's not going to broadcast anything unless the antennae array is still in workable condition. You're in the right seat there - want to check it out?"
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Foundry
Not at all sure of what had been going on, Jaggor jumped into the main foundry with guns a-toting and raced past several lumps of machinery towards the sound of Acid Storm's vocals. He was in the right place, therefore, as Stratus was swept from the vat in a wash of electro-statically charged chrome... the right place to get doused and have the transformed enemy coming right for him...
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Outside Veterans Hospital
Solder hauled himself out of Stormfire's cockpit and, while the jet transformed behind him, took a good look at the hospital frontage. It was a grim sight; broken panes, peeling paint, rust scarring the metal. Even the sign had fallen off. Well, a long time had passed since he was last here.
With Overkill in his hand, he stepped fastidiously over the sprawled limbs of an Empty (offline, but no bits worth acquiring). The door stood open and he slipped through into the large reception. There seemed to be no upright or active 'bot in the place.
"Disgusting," Stormfire remarked, kicking an old fuel container across the littered, grimy floor. "It's worse than the Kaon barracks."
"Not a bad as a battlefield," Solder responded, but the scuff marks and patch of newly-spilled oil near the desk did not escape his notice.
[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]
Foundry
"Primus-damn-it!" Detour shouted, as he fired hopelessly at the incoming wave of chrome. Seeing that his weapon proved ineffective, he collapsed into his vehicle mode. His handguns attached to his passenger-side doors, and he opened fire at 'Stratus' as he moved in full reverse.
When Jaggor leapt inbetween him and Stratus, Detour ceased fire abruptly, though a couple of shots did ping off the large Decepticon's armour.
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Kolkular
Blackjack sent another message to Megatron, hoping that the leader would receive it. "Lord Megatron, this is Blackjack reporting, I've found a sizable... rabble from what remained of Kolkular's soldiers, and we're looking for survivors. Do you have any specific orders for them?"
"Primus-damn-it!" Detour shouted, as he fired hopelessly at the incoming wave of chrome. Seeing that his weapon proved ineffective, he collapsed into his vehicle mode. His handguns attached to his passenger-side doors, and he opened fire at 'Stratus' as he moved in full reverse.
When Jaggor leapt inbetween him and Stratus, Detour ceased fire abruptly, though a couple of shots did ping off the large Decepticon's armour.
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Kolkular
Blackjack sent another message to Megatron, hoping that the leader would receive it. "Lord Megatron, this is Blackjack reporting, I've found a sizable... rabble from what remained of Kolkular's soldiers, and we're looking for survivors. Do you have any specific orders for them?"
Communications Hub #3
Vindicator watched as the technicians worked. He was glad he wasn't a technician the jobs they did seemed so boring. But he knew that with out bots like them his job on the battle field would be much harder.
Vindicator began to think about what Megatron had said to him. He wasn’t sure what his leader was implying by that last statement.
He then turned to Megatron curious about what his leader had just said.
"My Lord if it is not out of line to ask, what is it you have in mind for this role you speak of?" He asked Megatron.
Vindicator watched as the technicians worked. He was glad he wasn't a technician the jobs they did seemed so boring. But he knew that with out bots like them his job on the battle field would be much harder.
Vindicator began to think about what Megatron had said to him. He wasn’t sure what his leader was implying by that last statement.
He then turned to Megatron curious about what his leader had just said.
"My Lord if it is not out of line to ask, what is it you have in mind for this role you speak of?" He asked Megatron.
Communications Hub #3
"Sure thing," Reverb told Relay. He tapped a few keys on his control board, then frowned.
"It looks like the antenna took a few hits from debris," he said. "We can send and receive, but I can't give you any promises about the quality of the transmission."
As he spoke, a burst of static that vaguely sounded like Blackjack shot over the comm.
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"All in good time, my loyal servant," Megatron told Vindicator. "First we need to tie up a few loose ends here in Kaon. Then you and I can find the time to discuss your future."
Hearing Blackjack's garbled missive, Megatron shouldered his way forward and said, "Try to clean that up," to the technicians. Then he grabbed the microphone and barked, "Blackjack, please repeat your last transmission."
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Foundry
Acid Storm used his foot thrusters to move up and over 'Stratus' and his line of flight, then started to fire down at the clone's engines with his hyperion cannons.
"No escape for you, scum!"
"Sure thing," Reverb told Relay. He tapped a few keys on his control board, then frowned.
"It looks like the antenna took a few hits from debris," he said. "We can send and receive, but I can't give you any promises about the quality of the transmission."
As he spoke, a burst of static that vaguely sounded like Blackjack shot over the comm.
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"All in good time, my loyal servant," Megatron told Vindicator. "First we need to tie up a few loose ends here in Kaon. Then you and I can find the time to discuss your future."
Hearing Blackjack's garbled missive, Megatron shouldered his way forward and said, "Try to clean that up," to the technicians. Then he grabbed the microphone and barked, "Blackjack, please repeat your last transmission."
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Foundry
Acid Storm used his foot thrusters to move up and over 'Stratus' and his line of flight, then started to fire down at the clone's engines with his hyperion cannons.
"No escape for you, scum!"
Foundry
Rampage, seeing that his fire had no recognizable effect on anybody in the room, charged towards the chrome vat and jumped at who he thought was Stratus, hoping to tear him apart with his claws while ignoring the incoming fire that was directed at the clone by the other Decepticons.
Razorclaw, however, still held back.
No, this is all just... WRONG. Stratus has given uns a fight every step of the way, and now he just got caught and heavily outnumbered, just like that? He has armies of clones at his disposal, why wouldn´t he... Razorclaw blinked for a moment as the pieces fell into place.
What if Stratus DIDN´T let himself be caught in the open like this? What if this is just a diversion?. Trusting his hunter´s instincts, the Predacon leader ignored the firefight raging around him, instead looking for a way deeper into the heart of the facility.
If this really is Stratus, the others will take care of him. If not, I´m sure he´s already trying to escape. I must get to his command centre to see if there is more going on here than meets the eye.
With that thought, Razorclaw ran of down the nearest way that would bring him closer to the center of the Foundry...
Rampage, seeing that his fire had no recognizable effect on anybody in the room, charged towards the chrome vat and jumped at who he thought was Stratus, hoping to tear him apart with his claws while ignoring the incoming fire that was directed at the clone by the other Decepticons.
Razorclaw, however, still held back.
No, this is all just... WRONG. Stratus has given uns a fight every step of the way, and now he just got caught and heavily outnumbered, just like that? He has armies of clones at his disposal, why wouldn´t he... Razorclaw blinked for a moment as the pieces fell into place.
What if Stratus DIDN´T let himself be caught in the open like this? What if this is just a diversion?. Trusting his hunter´s instincts, the Predacon leader ignored the firefight raging around him, instead looking for a way deeper into the heart of the facility.
If this really is Stratus, the others will take care of him. If not, I´m sure he´s already trying to escape. I must get to his command centre to see if there is more going on here than meets the eye.
With that thought, Razorclaw ran of down the nearest way that would bring him closer to the center of the Foundry...
Kolkular
Blackjack's expression turned into a satisfied smile as he heard noises, and he could recognize Relay, but most notably Lord Megatron's voice. "Lord Megatron? The communications are up again then, I presume... I've gathered a sizable... rabble from what's left of Kolkular's population, and they seem eager to serve you. Right now we're salvaging what equipment and weapons we can from the ruins. A few of our soldiers, including Overkill, are en route to Veteran's hospital."
Sighing, Blackjack replied again, "I've found Corvus' former medic. Poor guy's a nervous wreck, and sees Overkill and me as some sort of... new masters, so to speak. Name's Solder, and seems rather... naive. Exploitable. I've sent him to the hospital so he can help out, and so Overkill can keep an optic out for him just in case. Regrettably, we still haven't found General Hatemonger or the others. Do you have any orders for the group of Decepticons here?"
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A garbled transmission from Darkmount, in Shrapnel's distinctive high-pitched whine, filtered in, saying something about Hook and Bombshock. However, it's too garbled to be deciphered properly.
Blackjack's expression turned into a satisfied smile as he heard noises, and he could recognize Relay, but most notably Lord Megatron's voice. "Lord Megatron? The communications are up again then, I presume... I've gathered a sizable... rabble from what's left of Kolkular's population, and they seem eager to serve you. Right now we're salvaging what equipment and weapons we can from the ruins. A few of our soldiers, including Overkill, are en route to Veteran's hospital."
Sighing, Blackjack replied again, "I've found Corvus' former medic. Poor guy's a nervous wreck, and sees Overkill and me as some sort of... new masters, so to speak. Name's Solder, and seems rather... naive. Exploitable. I've sent him to the hospital so he can help out, and so Overkill can keep an optic out for him just in case. Regrettably, we still haven't found General Hatemonger or the others. Do you have any orders for the group of Decepticons here?"
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A garbled transmission from Darkmount, in Shrapnel's distinctive high-pitched whine, filtered in, saying something about Hook and Bombshock. However, it's too garbled to be deciphered properly.
Communications Hub #3
"Win some - lose some..." Relay muttered on hearing the awful noise coming from the speakers. When Megatron told them to clean up the incoming transmission, he gave Reverb a thumbs-up and ducked behind a tall, free-standing bank of equipment.
Can't boost the signal any more - can't fix the aerial that quick - sooo...
He flipped open his own chest panel and, with a grunt, drew out a connector cable.
Works for standard Autobot tech...
Closing off his vocaliser circuits, he plugged his own booster receiver into the Decepticon panel.
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Foundry
Detour's stray shots skipping in tiny bright flashes off his armour, Jaggor threw aside both guns and bellowed an incoherent challenge.
Spreading his arms, he jumped forwards, preparing to seize Stratus, whom he did not, as yet, recognise, as the enemy barrelled towards him.
Dark Walk, prudently looking before he leaped, saw the plume of chrome and jumped aside, slamming his back into the wall to avoid the first splashes that surged into the small room (a mere store for packing containers) he had now reached. Of course, the liquid metal spread immediately over the floor and he gave a surprisingly high scream as it began to plate the Overbite's feet.
"Win some - lose some..." Relay muttered on hearing the awful noise coming from the speakers. When Megatron told them to clean up the incoming transmission, he gave Reverb a thumbs-up and ducked behind a tall, free-standing bank of equipment.
Can't boost the signal any more - can't fix the aerial that quick - sooo...
He flipped open his own chest panel and, with a grunt, drew out a connector cable.
Works for standard Autobot tech...
Closing off his vocaliser circuits, he plugged his own booster receiver into the Decepticon panel.
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Foundry
Detour's stray shots skipping in tiny bright flashes off his armour, Jaggor threw aside both guns and bellowed an incoherent challenge.
Spreading his arms, he jumped forwards, preparing to seize Stratus, whom he did not, as yet, recognise, as the enemy barrelled towards him.
Dark Walk, prudently looking before he leaped, saw the plume of chrome and jumped aside, slamming his back into the wall to avoid the first splashes that surged into the small room (a mere store for packing containers) he had now reached. Of course, the liquid metal spread immediately over the floor and he gave a surprisingly high scream as it began to plate the Overbite's feet.
[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]
Foundry
Jaggor attacked Stratus. Armed with this fact and the fact that Acid Storm would probably be jumping in as well, the Micromaster figured there wasn't much that he could do--his weapons were too ineffective. In full reverse, he made a point of keeping as much distance between the molten liquid and himself as possible.
On the way, he saw an Overbite unit (Dark Walk) jumping into , screaming. Clones don't scream like that... Detour put two and two together, thinking that it's probably Jaggor's wraithlike partner... Nightmare? No... Dark Walk...
Jaggor attacked Stratus. Armed with this fact and the fact that Acid Storm would probably be jumping in as well, the Micromaster figured there wasn't much that he could do--his weapons were too ineffective. In full reverse, he made a point of keeping as much distance between the molten liquid and himself as possible.
On the way, he saw an Overbite unit (Dark Walk) jumping into , screaming. Clones don't scream like that... Detour put two and two together, thinking that it's probably Jaggor's wraithlike partner... Nightmare? No... Dark Walk...
Communications Hub #3
Vindicator was pleased with Megatron's reply understanding the mission came first and that his lord was at least willing to discuss the matter at some point in time. He didn't reply not wishing to speak while Blackjack's message was being listened to.
Vindicator thought things didn't sound great but they could have been much, worse. The injured troops was to be expected from a battle but the news of General Hatemonger's team being MIA was not good . He was pleased to hear that Corvus' medic had been found consider may have some useful information .
Vindicator stayed silent for the rest of the conversation understanding that if Megatron wanted his input he would ask for it.
Vindicator was pleased with Megatron's reply understanding the mission came first and that his lord was at least willing to discuss the matter at some point in time. He didn't reply not wishing to speak while Blackjack's message was being listened to.
Vindicator thought things didn't sound great but they could have been much, worse. The injured troops was to be expected from a battle but the news of General Hatemonger's team being MIA was not good . He was pleased to hear that Corvus' medic had been found consider may have some useful information .
Vindicator stayed silent for the rest of the conversation understanding that if Megatron wanted his input he would ask for it.
Communications Hub #3
After Relay wired himself into the communications gear, Blackjack's transmission was audible, if still very heavy with static.
Megatron listened closely as he absorbed the Micromaster's report, then paused for a few seconds. "Find a defensible position and secure it," he said. "With Kolkular gone we'll need something to serve as a base of operations for Kaon's military garrison when we leave." After a few more seconds he added, "If you get a chance, isolate this 'Solder' and see if you can extract any information from him. Gently...for now."
With a different Decepticon Megatron would have berated him for letting someone associated with Corvus anywhere near their injured, but Blackjack had been in Megatron's employ for a long time in their first stint working together. The Decepticon leader trusted his judgement when it came to things like this, if only grudgingly.
He didn't show any emotion over Hatemonger's presumed death, but he had to fight off a wave of deep regret, if not actual sadness. He will be missed, Megatron thought to himself, and not just because of his skills and loyalty. He was a good Decepticon, and a good role model for the lower ranks to follow.
He glanced over at Vindicator, who had discreetly dropped the subject of their previous discussion and was now watching and listening in silence.
But then...the only way new prospects will ever grow to their full potential is if they get the chance to step into their superiors' shoes. Losing Hatemonger is tragic, but others will come along to fill that void.
Putting that aside for now, he asked Reverb, "Can we get a signal through to Darkmount?"
The technician shrugged. "Our signal strength is too low to punch through a voice transmission, even with Relay's help. We could encode a text broadcast, though, if you kept it short."
Megatron nodded. "That will do. Give me a moment to compose it."
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Foundry
Acid Storm caught sight of Razorclaw's departure out of the corner of his optic.
"Where are you going?" he asked as he restrained from firing another volley at 'Stratus' when Jaggor vaulted across his line of fire.
He bluntly ignored Fight and Flight's question. "Attack the betrayer!" he barked. "Questions can wait until later."
After Relay wired himself into the communications gear, Blackjack's transmission was audible, if still very heavy with static.
Megatron listened closely as he absorbed the Micromaster's report, then paused for a few seconds. "Find a defensible position and secure it," he said. "With Kolkular gone we'll need something to serve as a base of operations for Kaon's military garrison when we leave." After a few more seconds he added, "If you get a chance, isolate this 'Solder' and see if you can extract any information from him. Gently...for now."
With a different Decepticon Megatron would have berated him for letting someone associated with Corvus anywhere near their injured, but Blackjack had been in Megatron's employ for a long time in their first stint working together. The Decepticon leader trusted his judgement when it came to things like this, if only grudgingly.
He didn't show any emotion over Hatemonger's presumed death, but he had to fight off a wave of deep regret, if not actual sadness. He will be missed, Megatron thought to himself, and not just because of his skills and loyalty. He was a good Decepticon, and a good role model for the lower ranks to follow.
He glanced over at Vindicator, who had discreetly dropped the subject of their previous discussion and was now watching and listening in silence.
But then...the only way new prospects will ever grow to their full potential is if they get the chance to step into their superiors' shoes. Losing Hatemonger is tragic, but others will come along to fill that void.
Putting that aside for now, he asked Reverb, "Can we get a signal through to Darkmount?"
The technician shrugged. "Our signal strength is too low to punch through a voice transmission, even with Relay's help. We could encode a text broadcast, though, if you kept it short."
Megatron nodded. "That will do. Give me a moment to compose it."
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Foundry
Acid Storm caught sight of Razorclaw's departure out of the corner of his optic.
"Where are you going?" he asked as he restrained from firing another volley at 'Stratus' when Jaggor vaulted across his line of fire.
He bluntly ignored Fight and Flight's question. "Attack the betrayer!" he barked. "Questions can wait until later."
Kolkular
"Yes, Lord." Blackjack answered Megatron's transmission. Solder seemed to be... really grieving for now, and it seems like he's lost his mind. It was a gamble of sorts, letting him go out of my sights. But in any case, Overkill and Stormfire should be able to take down a mad medic... still, it might be more beneficial to... eliminate him later on. Blackjack turned to look up to the group of Decepticons looking expectantly at him.
"Kolkular is insalvageable." Blackjack said, finally breaking the silence that descended over the Decepticons while Blackjack conversed with Megatron. "Unless one of you is a Constructicon, we need to find a defensible position to use as a base. Any ideas? I'm thinking of Veteran's hospital. Lots of suppliesand easily defensible, but the wounded there might prove to be a liability."
Galestorm shrugged. "We'll follow anything you order us to."
Blackjack nodded. "All of you, load the supplies and weapons to those three" and Blackjack indicated three Decepticons who obviously have transport alternate modes, "And move out to Veteran's hospital. We'll stay there temporarily until Megatron returns, or if there is a better candidate for a base."
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"Yes, Lord." Blackjack answered Megatron's transmission. Solder seemed to be... really grieving for now, and it seems like he's lost his mind. It was a gamble of sorts, letting him go out of my sights. But in any case, Overkill and Stormfire should be able to take down a mad medic... still, it might be more beneficial to... eliminate him later on. Blackjack turned to look up to the group of Decepticons looking expectantly at him.
"Kolkular is insalvageable." Blackjack said, finally breaking the silence that descended over the Decepticons while Blackjack conversed with Megatron. "Unless one of you is a Constructicon, we need to find a defensible position to use as a base. Any ideas? I'm thinking of Veteran's hospital. Lots of suppliesand easily defensible, but the wounded there might prove to be a liability."
Galestorm shrugged. "We'll follow anything you order us to."
Blackjack nodded. "All of you, load the supplies and weapons to those three" and Blackjack indicated three Decepticons who obviously have transport alternate modes, "And move out to Veteran's hospital. We'll stay there temporarily until Megatron returns, or if there is a better candidate for a base."
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Foundry
Jaggor gave a violent grunt as the mech flying at him connected with a clang, the impact carrying him backwards, feet screeching on the floor, but he remained upright. He grappled with his smaller foe, gripping him round the torso as he was being gripped, and exerting pressure meant to pop seams.
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Communications Hub #3
The uplink was less problematical than Relay had expected; the Decepticon tech used a different set of wavelengths and codings, that was all. And he was getting a full set of those straight to his processor storage... Being Relay, he merely saw that as advantageous to sorting out some of the other problems with the communications hub and thus getting Kaon back online a whole lot quicker.
Although concentrating on maintaining the grid, he still heard Megatron talking to Reverb and the reply. "Circuits nine through sixty-two are available!" he called out helpfully. "One of them should be enough to carry a text!"
Jaggor gave a violent grunt as the mech flying at him connected with a clang, the impact carrying him backwards, feet screeching on the floor, but he remained upright. He grappled with his smaller foe, gripping him round the torso as he was being gripped, and exerting pressure meant to pop seams.
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Communications Hub #3
The uplink was less problematical than Relay had expected; the Decepticon tech used a different set of wavelengths and codings, that was all. And he was getting a full set of those straight to his processor storage... Being Relay, he merely saw that as advantageous to sorting out some of the other problems with the communications hub and thus getting Kaon back online a whole lot quicker.
Although concentrating on maintaining the grid, he still heard Megatron talking to Reverb and the reply. "Circuits nine through sixty-two are available!" he called out helpfully. "One of them should be enough to carry a text!"
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