Post by smokedtoast on Jul 6, 2010 22:21:58 GMT -5
Merkava nods lightly as he starts to move into formation alongside the group. ~Security Trainee Merkava with the decepticon security forces sir.~ He commented over the comm-link back to Takedown. ~They wanted me to come along for extra muscle.~ Technically it wasn't a lie.
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---Takedown---
* The old mech internally grumbled. Despite the war having ended centuries ago, he still harbored a deep-rooted distrust of anyone who wore that Purple seal. The 'trainee' bit wasn't all too welcoming either*
C:> (To Merkava): "Well la-te-da. You best be able ta hold yer own when it gits rough kid... otherwise you'd better duck 'n stay outta our way!"
* the old timer snarked back. Rookies... all the same. Seen too many times where their inexperiance have fouled up operations or gotten themselves killed. He might not be the brightest coucilman on the... council... but something doesn't sit well in his fuel line.*
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---Nightbird---
* the femme's optics narrowed at Starscreams response. She was too well versed in Cybertronian history to trust anyone carying that moniker. She watched silently, waiting for their cue*
C:> "Ghost... the convoy is nearing your position. Are you prepared to strike?"
Ghost:
C>: I am. I have my target sighted.... they are in range. Attacking now.
An energy blast shot from the tank drone's turret aimed for the the transport's drive. immediately it re targeted to take out the one of the escort mechs closest to her position. From there she chose targets that would cause the most havoc even targeting some structures to bring them down to block the road.
~~
---Road Ranger---
* The Energy beam tore through the sky... nailing the transport dead-center in the grill. The vehicle shuddered as the blast tore through his internal circuitry... severing the drive block... and critically injuring the mech.*
* The convoy barely had time to react, before another beam shot down, searing a hole clean through the lead vehicles hood. Killing the mech instantly and causing his sparkless husk to veer back into 2 others.*
~~
---Takedown---
C:> "SNIPER!!!"
* The old warmech screamed out before he hit the brakes... pulling back out of the line of fire before shifting into robot mode. His teeth gritting toghether as he silently cursed Miami's gut instict. Damned Techno-posers... guess the first beat-down wasn't enough for them, they had to piss him off even more.*
C:> " Defensive formation Delta... Repeat... Defensive formation Delta! Somebody get a beed on that slagger. Air support get ready to bring da heat on dat halfbreed moron. Nobody gets away with slaggin law enforcement... Not on my watch."
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"They're bringing the heat Diva, we need to act to keep things civil before your boyfriend goes up in flames." Merkava responded through internal speakers, even as he transformed into robot mode carefully and climbed past Road Ranger. He manages to mumble an apology to him before passing and transforming back, noting the direction of the damage.
~On it sir, the damage is consistant with a vehicon tank drone. My armor should be durable enough to take a few rounds, I can try to draw fire.~ He sent back to Takedown for a moment, even as he charged in the direction of the fire. "It was a good thing we came, aye Diva?"
****************************************
---Takedown---
* The old mech internally grumbled. Despite the war having ended centuries ago, he still harbored a deep-rooted distrust of anyone who wore that Purple seal. The 'trainee' bit wasn't all too welcoming either*
C:> (To Merkava): "Well la-te-da. You best be able ta hold yer own when it gits rough kid... otherwise you'd better duck 'n stay outta our way!"
* the old timer snarked back. Rookies... all the same. Seen too many times where their inexperiance have fouled up operations or gotten themselves killed. He might not be the brightest coucilman on the... council... but something doesn't sit well in his fuel line.*
~~~~~
---Nightbird---
* the femme's optics narrowed at Starscreams response. She was too well versed in Cybertronian history to trust anyone carying that moniker. She watched silently, waiting for their cue*
C:> "Ghost... the convoy is nearing your position. Are you prepared to strike?"
Ghost:
C>: I am. I have my target sighted.... they are in range. Attacking now.
An energy blast shot from the tank drone's turret aimed for the the transport's drive. immediately it re targeted to take out the one of the escort mechs closest to her position. From there she chose targets that would cause the most havoc even targeting some structures to bring them down to block the road.
~~
---Road Ranger---
* The Energy beam tore through the sky... nailing the transport dead-center in the grill. The vehicle shuddered as the blast tore through his internal circuitry... severing the drive block... and critically injuring the mech.*
* The convoy barely had time to react, before another beam shot down, searing a hole clean through the lead vehicles hood. Killing the mech instantly and causing his sparkless husk to veer back into 2 others.*
~~
---Takedown---
C:> "SNIPER!!!"
* The old warmech screamed out before he hit the brakes... pulling back out of the line of fire before shifting into robot mode. His teeth gritting toghether as he silently cursed Miami's gut instict. Damned Techno-posers... guess the first beat-down wasn't enough for them, they had to piss him off even more.*
C:> " Defensive formation Delta... Repeat... Defensive formation Delta! Somebody get a beed on that slagger. Air support get ready to bring da heat on dat halfbreed moron. Nobody gets away with slaggin law enforcement... Not on my watch."
****************
"They're bringing the heat Diva, we need to act to keep things civil before your boyfriend goes up in flames." Merkava responded through internal speakers, even as he transformed into robot mode carefully and climbed past Road Ranger. He manages to mumble an apology to him before passing and transforming back, noting the direction of the damage.
~On it sir, the damage is consistant with a vehicon tank drone. My armor should be durable enough to take a few rounds, I can try to draw fire.~ He sent back to Takedown for a moment, even as he charged in the direction of the fire. "It was a good thing we came, aye Diva?"