6th Transmission - Audio / Action

[heavyweaponsbot]

-- Eugh! Filthy... wretched...! Off me!

[Well. Anyone who was wondering where the hell Ironhide went off to, look no further for your answer. There are crashing sounds as the big Autobot tears his way out of the jungle. Underbrush is trampled, trees actually punched -- despite the fact that it doesn't really help matters.]

Where is that energon...

[He does sound displeased, more so than usual. Tramping around the jungle, getting stuck, and deprived of fuel for a long while doesn't do wonders for the old 'Bot's temper. And the rain isn't helping matters.]

I hate this place.

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[spiders-bite.livejournal.com]

[Of course he wasn't! He has amazing spider powers. I mean...what.]

Uh huh. So do you normally stomp around like a bulldozer or is today a special occasion?

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Ironhide grunts, and peels something green and plant-like out of his shoulder joint.]

Special occasion.

[spiders-bite.livejournal.com]

[Riiight.]

Well what's the haps, Tin Man? Somebody steal your oil can?

[heavyweaponsbot]

There is no tin in my construction...

[Ironhide isn't really up to date with all the cultural references.]

No. I have damage and my medic is not here. This wet is going to make me rust.

[spiders-bite.livejournal.com]

Sorry. Didn't realize you were tin-phobic.

[Whatever.]

What kind of damage? I'm not a mechanic, but I might be able to help you.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Not phobic. Just stating a fact.

[He looks at the kid, and then grunts, dismissively.]

Heavy damage. Deep. Nothing a human could do about it. Besides... Ratchet has my records. My schematics.

[spiders-bite.livejournal.com]

[Peter shrugs. Oh well.]

Well to keep you from rusting is a matter of stopping the oxidation process. Got some oil? That should do the trick.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He gives the kid a sullen look -- Ironhide is a terrible patient on the best of days. And today is not the best of days.]

... Do I look like I have spare lubricants?

[spiders-bite.livejournal.com]

[Well excuuuuuuse me, Princess.]

Forget I said anything then. Enjoy that rust.

[heavyweaponsbot]

I am not enjoying it.

[spiders-bite.livejournal.com]

[Peter just kind of facepalms.]

I know you wouldn't, big guy. Just forget this whole conversation.

[Because it is apparently going right over Hide's head.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He pulls some more vegetation out of his plating.]

...

They have lubricants here?

[spiders-bite.livejournal.com]

Not sure, actually. The General Store'd probably be the best place to look.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Another pause.]

Where?