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!))

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[heavyweaponsbot]

[He recognizes her from previous encounters. But not in this state. Ironhide simply stares at her, his good optic narrowing. The old warrior's had enough damage before to know all the signs.]

What happened.

[This is so not even remotely a question.]

[dormant-beast.livejournal.com]

[Anna visibly flinches.]

I am...sorry I am late. I had issue with a...passenger, I believe. He...uses fire.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Being damaged is a decent excuse.

[He doesn't look away, and, if possible, he looks even more disagreeable.]

... Describe them to me.

[dormant-beast.livejournal.com]

[She is already nervous around him, so for her to be late and then that look he has...

Well, she would shift and run if she wasn't on his team.]

He is...taller than me, brown hair. He...seemed afraid at first, but then he threw a ball of fire at me.

[And all hell broke loose.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

Any marking on his face? Around... here?

[He makes a gesture around his optic.]

[dormant-beast.livejournal.com]

[She shakes her head.]

Not that I remember, non. It all happened very fast.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He grunts, and then his expression shifts into a more neutral one.]

If you are injured, no need to make things worse. Get back to the medic.

[dormant-beast.livejournal.com]

[ Saying shes injured is an understatement; theres a large percentage of her body that is currently very well done, including her feet. It hurts just to stand here.]

Later...when this is better...we train then, yes?

[She can't even argue. She feels kind of sick, though she does look hopeful at the prospect of some real training.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

Yeah. Later. Once you have healed, and the rest of our team listens to what I tell them.

[Yeah, he's bitchy someone decided not to show up. And it's not Anna.]

[dormant-beast.livejournal.com]

It should...not take long, I hope. [ Shes going to need to go back to AMU. She can't stay like this.]

Yes. You speak, I will follow. I am...sorry I was not here sooner.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Ironhide just grunts and waves her off.] Back to the medic. Go.

... Why are you apologizing for being attacked? You did not plan this. You are not openly defying orders. Calm down.

[dormant-beast.livejournal.com]

[She dips her head in acknowledgment, smiling faintly through her pain.]

I understand, and am glad you do as well. Thank you.

[She'll limp off towards the direction of the clinic. Owie]