33rd Transmission

[heavyweaponsbot]

What is this.

If I see one more "I told you so", or "You are all fools", I will break the one responsible! This is no time for that! You can gloat to your sparks' content after we are out of danger! Hmnf!


There was mention of mirrors. Keep away from them.

And if you are unable to defend yourself, you will go and locate someone who can. They are your new friend until this is over. Bunker down. Ride it out. And save your insults.

Probably have better ones by then, anyway.


Autobots. There are four of us. Work in pairs or alone, but know what our duty is. Mikaela, if you need me, call.

Comments

[heavyweaponsbot]

... So the racing deck has been taken over.

You okay?

[jazzingitup.livejournal.com]

I've got scratch marks all over my chassis!

Yeah, just peachy.

[heavyweaponsbot]

... Save me from shiny silver 'Bots.

Good. We need to get to work. Sounds like deck one is safe for the civilians.

[jazzingitup.livejournal.com]

Is that jealousy I detect from you?

At least there's one place that's safe. Heard from Ratchet?

[heavyweaponsbot]

No. Means I had enough of it training up Sideswipe, without hearing you go on about it all the time.

He is with me.

[A pause.]

Jazz. Need you to go meet up with an organic. He needs a hand.

[jazzingitup.livejournal.com]

I don't go on about it ALL time time.

Good.

Okay, I'm off then.