2nd Transmission - Action

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Good evening, Keep residents. Where is your resident Autobot, you might ask? Why, he's found himself the Armory, that's what.]

[And, he was hoping to find some scrap metal. But, like so much of his life, lately, he's out of luck. No metal, no charges, no medic... not even the stupid frog.]

[His engine growls a low, almost mournful note before his fingers close around one of the practice blades, and he flings it across the room, where it smacks against the wall with a satisfying sound of cracking wood.]

[But the feeling only lasts for so long, and he's left with a broken sword, and no 'family'. Not even the scraps he was looking for.]

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[heavyweaponsbot]

[Any other time, any other person, Ironhide would probably have told them where they could shove their advice, and stormed off. But it would be stupid to, in this case.]

Yeah. Guess not. Just... need to find a way to bring them here. Or get back to them.

[Those are the only two options he sees. Either return to Ratchet, to the other children, or bring them to where it's safe. To protect them.]

... Except for one.

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[If Kevas knew just how stubborn the Autobot was he would have been surprised that he listened.],/i.

Joo and me both.

[Maybe there's a way, maybe there isn't, but Kevas at least has to look for one. He can't just abandon his sisters to whatever fate has fallen on them.]

Make dat two.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Someday, Kevas. Someday you will learn and be astonished.]

Guess that just means we have a new goal, hmn?

[There has to be a way. He can't leave Ratchet, or the others, to be alone like that. It was never supposed to work like this.]

... Who are they?

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

One of many.

[But easily one of the most important to him.

As he asks Kevas' face turns sour. The fact that those two survived is something that continually angers him. Of all those out there why them?]

Tony and Ganondorf. Should of fed dem both to da fuckin' End.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Our other objectives?

[This is good. If Ironhide has something else to focus on, some goal in mind, he can keep his attention off the situation, for the most part.]

[His own expression turns into a scowl.]

Ganondorf should not have been allowed to live. Who is the other one?

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Why are people suddenly seeking his advice? Leadership isn't his best quality. Whatever, he'll at least try. Hopefully this time it won't lead to people dying.]

I would say we try findin' a way outta dis place, but dat didn't work out so well on da boat. Fuh now we be needin' to learn more 'bout dis place and how we can keep ouhselves safe. Dis staff might be bettah den da last but I ain't be 'bout to give dem my full trust yet.

[For now they seem alright, at least the ones he's met, but it's better to be safe then sorry at this point.]

He won't if I be havin' anytin' to say 'bout it.

[The look in Kevas' eyes should tell Ironhide all about his feelings on Ganondorf.]

Tony be vuhmin. Don't evah trust him and don't evah believe a word outta his mouth. Kepp joor liddle mon away from him too.

[heavyweaponsbot]

But this is not the boat. We are less contained here. And they have not taken my weapons.

[He gives him a long look, before nodding.]

Call, if you need backup.

[Another nod.]

If I hear from him, I will keep that in mind.

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Joo might wanna check dem mon. Somehow dey blunted my swords and I guarantee joo dat dey did sometin' to joor weapons too. And trust me mon, it might be lookin' like a biggah cage but it still be a cage. Ain't found anyway outta here.

[Kevas looks up at the big bot and nods back.]

I'll keep dat in mind.

Tony I be havin' in check fuh now, but da mon still might try sometin'.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He looks from his cannons... to the room around them. And then back again.]

Even 'blunted', I should not try them here. The ship has made me... wary of falling ceilings.

We must keep looking for that exit. Has to be here.

[His good optic narrows.]

Like what? Any idea?

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Kevas blinks at him.]

By da Loa mon I didn't mean test dem in here.

[He goes silent for and gives a tired sigh.]

Could be, but where do we go from here? Dat be sometin' we gonna be needin' to t'ink on some more.

[The only two worlds Kevas knows about are gone now.]

Not sure, but I ain't be trustin' him to stay to his word.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Ironhide snorts -- it's the first sound of amusement he's made in a long while.]

Smart of you.

[He cycles air through his intakes. His immediate response is -- "we go to the Shore". But they'd need to find it first.]

Guess we keep looking, then.

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Kevas smirks smugly at him.]

I be more den just a pretty face.

[His face becomes serious and he nods in agreement.]

Dat we do, but first t'ing be first, we find dose we be missin'.

[Because he will find his missing family members...somehow. There's no way he can go anywhere without finding them first.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

... I am not one to judge... that.

[Right, let's just focus on something besides that awkward statement, shall we?]

Yes. We will. And bring them back to us safely.

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Grow a sense of humor Ironhide.]

Really? And here I t'ought joo'd be an expert.

[Kevas grins with approval and pats the bot on his leg.]

Dat be da spirit mon. Don't fuhget it.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[No. He's too old.]

What makes you say that?

[He grunts, shifting in place.]

I will not. I cannot.

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Wid a big sensitive bot like joo how could I not?

[Kevas can already tell that knowing him will be fun.]

Dat be makin' two of us.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He just grunts at that.]

Good. Be good to have backup again.

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Joo be havin' it if jah need it mon.

[It's the least he can offer, and hopefully it'll keep Ironhide from sulking all the time.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

And you, too.