46th Transmission - Audio

[heavyweaponsbot]

I want my squad to meet me on the top deck for assessment.  Now.  This is not a request.  If you do not show up, I will remove you from the team.  Simple as that.

You will also report to Hannibal King.  Treat him as my second.  If I hear of disrespect, I will not tolerate it, and you will be disciplined.  

That is all.


[Locked to Autobots: Unhackable.]
Bumblebee, Ratchet.  If you have problems with your... assignments... I want to know.  Not going to let you be taken advantage of.  Either of you.

[And with that, Ironhide will be up on the top deck, waiting for his crew.]



((ooc: Just... tag at your leisure.  There's no official closing for this post.  Ironhide just wants to test what his team can do in a fight.  Yes, he is taking this all as SRS BZNS.  Because this is what he does.  War things.  Drill instructor things.  Everyone can assume they're meeting at separate times, or tag each other, whichever.  Just have fun!))

Comments

[commentlog] "SOMEHOW I'LL... MAKE A MAAAAN OUT OF YOU!"

[heavyweaponsbot]

You understand the concept of fighting. Of working with your fellow warriors. You know what needs to be done.

[Meaning, he respects you a hell of a lot more than the others.]

Hard to do it if they ignore my summons.

[commentlog] http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AFycchFzHP8

[hadalotofsugar.livejournal.com]

[King nods.] I'll give you that, I'm not coming in blind.

[And then he snorts.]

Thiiis is true.

[commentlog] exactly

[heavyweaponsbot]

And for that, I am grateful.

[Ironhide folds his arms, still scowling across the deck.]

Maybe you had best handle organization. You are more... personable.

[commentlog] jackie jackie jackie

[hadalotofsugar.livejournal.com]

[King follows Ironhide's gaze, to the - one person from their group that's shown up so far?]

Yeah, I might have to make a second attempt at organizing them for you. Or we'll have to talk to Godric.

[commentlog] ... /patpat

[heavyweaponsbot]

[His displeased expression doesn't change at all.]

Trust your judgment. I know I... lack... people skills. Never needed them before.

Good luck to you.

[commentlog] *froths like a boss*

[hadalotofsugar.livejournal.com]

[Nooo frowny Ironhide.]

You're not completely inept. I've met people who could barely hold a conversation before.

Of course, they were just as likely to rip out your throat than to stammer awkwardly...

[...]

Anyway. Thanks for the well-wishes.

[commentlog] /brofists like a boss

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He always frowns. It's his default face. But now he's just giving King a look.]

... You never told me you met Decepticons before.

[A grunt.]

Yeah.

[commentlog] /meet a fish like a boss?

[hadalotofsugar.livejournal.com]

[King looks up at him and grins, though it doesn't quite reach his eyes.]

Nah, some pretty nasty vampires. Could have given the Decepticons a run for their money, at least.

[commentlog] /scored some booze like a boss?

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Ironhide taps him on the head again with a knuckle.]

Pity they never ran into them, then. Could have saved everyone a lot of trouble.