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Post by neva on Jun 11, 2007 22:11:41 GMT -5
Jazz could have taken the new road systems, however with the instability of the planet, he trusted the old structure of the tunnels. However Prime's silence wasn't helping matters much. The old commander hadn't said a word the whole way, he nearly wondered if their fearless leader was.. actually afraid or if something else was going on behind the scenes in his head. After all, now a days, nothing was as it seemed. Like a dream, sometimes how it felt for him anyhow. As if something would snap him and he wake up in the Recharge chambers back on earth, or-- find himself looking at a blaster. How did he die anyhow? He didn't even remember that--
Jazz took a turn and slid to a stop, looking down the hard slop downward. He forgot the tunnels were designed for the tram-systems that long no functioned back millions of years ago. Now it was just an empty tunnel with, not really any lights. If it wasn't for the headlight in the front of this thing and his visor having night vision, they would be dead in the water. "Hey Prime, think the deeper we go it may be still intact?"
Prime spoke up, but nearly in silence. "--Perhaps."
"Your being really silent all of a sudden, you ok?"
"--I'll be fine. Just continue onward, however are you sure this is the way to Iacon?"
"if my memory serves me right, yea. Its catching the side tunnel that's gonna be a trick however at this angle anyhow-- I screw up or we get hit with somethin' funky, will be going down."
"I see--"
Jazz sighed and shook his head, "Ya know-- your not bein' much help.." He took off down the tunnel, trying to control the speed of the bike as it seemed to want to continue to accelerate down the tunnel. However he knew the faster they went, the hard this was gonna be. Even bigger problem was keeping Prime safe, who knew how intact this thing was still, it seemed to still be in good shape. With the shaking and such, the deeper they went, the more problems there could be. Not only that-- but in these tunnels he was reminded how, big, they once were, and how small, they were now-- maybe that is why of Prime's silence.. maybe this was a bad idea.
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Post by Cryptic on Jun 11, 2007 22:37:54 GMT -5
Somethign large ws driven out from a side tunnel ahead of them, a smaller form sprining on top of it, ripping and biteing.
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Post by neva on Jun 11, 2007 22:53:17 GMT -5
Jazz's optics went wide behind his visor. At this speed, hitting the object was out of question or the tumble to who knows where. He could skid the bike, but with Prime-- this was such a lose, lose situation. "Prime---"
"Yes?"
"I suggest you keep all hand and arms inside of the vehical and keep low."
"What are you---" Before Prime could finish his remark, Jazz hit a switch, and the bike itself seemed to extend slightly and armor platting extended upward and around them. The Bike itself perhaps to anyone never seen a human vehicle, perhaps looking like that of a Vehicon reborn.
Jazz had no choice but to skid the bike, to at least place some halt on their speed. The armor of the bike could at least protect them for a bit, till the tunnel itself torn the armor platting off. The bike tilted over and Prime's optics went wide as he realized what Jazz was doing. The bike itself slammed along the tunnel and started to skid, tires spinning. Jazz's visor hooked up to the vid outside watched as the world went by. It was slowing down, but would still make some impact, however the tunnel they needed is where that thing came from. Maybe he could use it to balance the bike back and get down that tunnel--
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Post by Cryptic on Jun 11, 2007 22:58:27 GMT -5
The smaller form's head came around and in the head light a hidious skelitial face with gleaming red eyes watched them for a moment before lashing the larger form with a bladed tail forceign it out of the cycle's way.
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Post by neva on Jun 11, 2007 23:12:53 GMT -5
"By the Pits!" Jazz yelped out as he spun around and took a hold of Prime. With out even a second thought, detached from the bike, the armor released and he let his creation slide away from them, as he took his hand and slammed it into the tunnel, with his other hand holding onto Prime. His feet digging into the metallic tunnel along with his hand. His body slowly being torn up by the speed, but he came to a near halt, perhaps to close to the creature. However in his adrenalin rush, having no clue how badly he had damaged his own body by his action, that perhaps as a robotic cybertronian would have been fine, but as a cyber-organic--
Prime cringed slightly, but his optics open as he realized after the fact what Jazz did. He quickly looked around to look the creature eye to eye and froze still for a moment. His own eyes locked with its. Though Jazz perhaps did what he thought was best, this could been perhaps the must reckless thing he had done yet.
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Post by Cryptic on Jun 11, 2007 23:18:15 GMT -5
The creatur seemed to give Prime a nod before it lept clear of it's kill and disappeared into the shadows.
the thing it had been attacking looks much like an old style Cybertronian, save for the ugly mass of organic looking parts that made up it's inner workings. A head leered up at the cub, a copy of Megatron's head with a hidious tongue hanging out of it's mouth.
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Post by neva on Jun 11, 2007 23:31:30 GMT -5
Prime stared at the head for a long time. He wasn't sure what to do but stare. His eyes wouldn't blink, if anything they just sorta gl in the darkness. This thing looked similar, but it couldn't be, because he-- was a she.. and was somewhere else at the moment, and this thing-- what.. how? He moved Jazz's arm, who was now apparently realizing the great amount of pain that was starting to over-whelm him.
With cautious movements, Prime got to his own feet. The tunnel was a tad of a incline, but nothing he couldn't manage to keep balance on. He narrowed his eyes for a moment, "--what.. are you?" Prime spoke at last. How was it, something this large still existed? Were not all the robotic cybertronians turned trans-organic? Or was this the first of that experiment?
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Post by Cryptic on Jun 12, 2007 7:20:36 GMT -5
The head turned slightly towards him and a low groan/growl excaped the thing's throat as it's eyes locked on Prime. it's right hand twitched as the Legion willed itself to move.
And then somethign did move; several fleshy tenticals shot out of it's body several towards Prime, and the rest at Jazz.
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Post by neva on Jun 12, 2007 12:42:28 GMT -5
"Jazz! Help!" Prime yelped out quickly trying to run back over. It was in instinct, or as humans called, flight or fight mode. His body however was more in flight then in fight, since he knew darn well that his body like this was no war-machine. In such, with no weapons, however with the sound a blaster shot. He did know Jazz had one who though grimacing in pain, held up his weapon and begun to fire.
Jazz hand held steady, firing around Optimus, but never directly to close. He had to ignore the pain, if anything it would heal and it was probably nothing but a few scratches and bruises, but dang did it hurt. He forced himelf up into a kneel and continued to fire. "Slime bucket, tentical, creep-a-zoid. Keep away from my leader!" However Jazz's hand froze as the sound he didn't want to hear was heard, just a click, not a blast. He pulled the trigger again, and the same sound resulted. He made a 'tch' sound as he realized that the old style weapon just ran out of juice.
The silver gun, though not his original, ran on similar style ammunition. Based between somewhere of that of a earth style bullet and plasma casing. It was basically a plasma bullet and the clip only held ten bullets, which he just waisted all ten.
Prime leaped for Jazz, but could feel something snag around his ankle, "Jazz!" With the cry of his name, Jazz tried to take a hold of Prime and the only thing in Jazz's mind was this could be last time either of them ever saw light again.
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Post by Cryptic on Jun 12, 2007 13:00:46 GMT -5
The two of them felt a breeze pass over, and Prime could ahve sworn somethign bushed his cheek seconds before the tentical holding him was ripped away by an unseen force.
Ice flickered into view for a moment as she transformed from Owl to fox and ripped into the Legion.
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Post by neva on Jun 12, 2007 13:07:56 GMT -5
Prime who was in a near panic froze for a moment as he felt something touch him, to only turn around as in slow motion, to see who ever this was come into slight view. Who--?
Prime was snapped slightly back to reality of his thoughts as Jazz snagged him close and watched whoever this was give perhaps this creature slaggin' pit of trouble for whatever it was trying to do. Actually in truth, Jazz didn't even what to know the end results.
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Post by Cryptic on Jun 12, 2007 13:13:53 GMT -5
Thankfuly the Legion's life force was already fadeing, the mortal wounds delt by the skelital fuzor, so so the fight was over quickly, the fleshy tenticals falling limp and withering as it died.
Ice stepped away looking sick. "Primus forgive me for breaking my vows..." she murmured dropping to her knees and putting her gore covered hands to her face to stop the tears of her failure.
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Post by neva on Jun 12, 2007 13:22:34 GMT -5
Jazz looked at the female figure before them as she spoke he tilted his head to the side, to only then blink behind his visor as Prime squirmed out of his hands.
Prime then walked over to her slowly, "A vow? And what vow was that?"
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Post by Cryptic on Jun 12, 2007 17:03:21 GMT -5
Ice looked up, swipeing at her eyes. "Promiced not to take anothers life." she said softly. "Which i just did."
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Post by neva on Jun 12, 2007 17:12:25 GMT -5
Prime lowered his head slightly, but stepped up to her, taking gently a hold of her wrist, "Your only smearing the blood, not going to help with the tears." he said softly as he used his own hand to get the smears off. "We do what we must do to protect others. Even if it means to take a life." He sighed gently and looked at her in the optics, "To take a life to protect another is not wrong, it is when you take a life meaninglessly or vengefully. You protected us and did what you must do in order to do so."
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