kismet_loop | [accidental video] - southeastern sector

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[accidental video] - southeastern sector

[As promised, the world ~~ends~~erupts in explosions here and there and everywhere one random night. Why wouldn't it, right? Sure, this is all fun and games, or is it?]

[It's not quite, not for this little mech the camera has seen fit to track, as is apparent from his screams as he darts behind this piece of rubble and that, trying desperately to get to that broken down building right over thar. Whatever has caused these massive craters around him, it clearly isn't finished, and he's right in the middle of it.]

[He lets loose a last cry as one particularly shiny explosion catches him right near on his aft and makes a wild dive for the ruined entrance - or at least, it might have once been an entrance at one point - and scrambles to get back up from the floor to slam his back against the wall, optics wide with ~~fright~~alarm. He presses a palm to his chest to help steady him because omfg what is going on even this is cray. He could fight back if he could at least see what he'd ticked off, but there's just nothing there! That same hand is lifted and two fingers go to the side of his head]

Master Drift! Slipstream! Please, respond! We are under attack!

[And he has no idea where he is. And please are you alive. This isn't Earth. This looks more like Cybertron. But it's not. Scrap is going down. What happened here what even is going on this is so not Kansas anymore STOP SHOOTING AT HIM]

[Whatever that little drone thing was that was near him, he hopes it... Oh. There it is, right in front of him. He stares at it. His mouth moves to say more. And the feed drops there.]

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[He will be, once he's done trying to nunchuck you half to death, as pathetic as that will be, when he finds out you're a Decepticon. He still hasn't seen an emblem yet, but he's not exactly hiding his. And shit is getting real around here.]

[nod] Good. She must be kept safe.

(ooc: shit okay XD let's uh... I guess Jetstorm's about to get injured then, trying to escape with Drift. and Breakdown can deal with a Minicon who's been trained forever to arrest Decepticons. How's that sound?)

Edited 2015-07-06 05:52 (UTC)

[He nods] Understood. Send me your coordinates. I'll come meet you.

,((ooc: Sounds amazing, and horrible, and I love it.))

[Send coordinates? He doesn't even know where he is. Give him a minute. He'll have to have a few words with the dronecamerathing before that happens.]

Be careful.

You too.

[Feed ends and...sorry, even with Gateways it's gonna take Breakdown a little while to make his way yo Jetstorm's location. He stransforms, cursing the explosion that went off under a tire just before he stopped.] You here, mini?

(ooc: taking a bit of a liberty here)

[He's okay with that, though a little less so now that he's dealing with an injury. He'd had to hobble back inside where at least he had something between him and whatever was out there. Breakdown will find him just beyond the entryway, clutching a sparking knee that he dares not move.]

I-I am here.

[Breakdown is big. He can stick his head in where Jetstorm is hiding, but not much else. He looks in, looks around, and frowns.]

Where's the kid?

[He'll pick something better when he's not so desperate. Necessity kinda called the shots on that one.]

S-safe. She is taken to better shelter.

All right. Let's get you to the medbay then. [he reaches an arm in to offer a giant hand to help pull the mininout of his hiding spot.]

[He'd get to his feet along the wall propping him up, but it was hard enough to just sit there. He looks up at Breakdown, then at his hand and puts a tinybig palm on it, other to the ground, to force himself back up on his good leg.]

[Not without a gasp. He'd like to take his time with this, but those explosions outside aren't getting any farther away, and Breakdown is still right out in it. He hasn't lost sight of that, and he'll hurry as much as he can, using the wall for support, to get back outside.]

Th-thank you. For your assistance.

No problem. [Still felt odd saying that to some strange Autobot, but he was getting more used to it.]

Just hang on a moment, I'm gonna just haul you out, it'll be faster. [He will give Jetstorm a chance to protest if so inclined, but if he doesnmt Breakdown will just drag him quickly out...and hold him up by his hand for a moment. And oh look, this big bruiser is a Con!]

[He won't protest, once he realizes what's going on. The less weight on that leg right now, the better.]

This is [And then he catches a glimpse of the Con emblem. shit] A Decepticon!

[no no no, now he's gonna squirm and flail and reach up to try and pry that hand off of his arm and things just went from so bad to much worse there went an explosion not far from behind him he's gonna die out here isn't he]

Let me go! Let me go!

[Really? Now? You notice and freak out now.]

[He'll put Jetstorm on his feet, but ue doesn't let go.]

Easy. I came to help, and freaking out like this is only going to get us both caught in one of those blasts.

[BOOM BOOM BOOM! Three, all around them, and just colorful fireworks this time.]

[It will. He knows it and he can't argue it. But his training... Everything he's been taught. This goes against all of it. And whatever this Decepticon wanted with the child and him, in the middle of this whole mess...]

[Not much choice still. He can't run, he can't even walk. And if he'd had any protests, those three blasts just startled it out of him. He's totally not clutching that hand that's holding him, nope.]

Okay. I will go with you.

[At least the little human is okay.]

[Breakdown relaxes when Jetstorm stops struggling. He'll shift the minicon so Jetstorm is tucked into the crook of his arm.]

...So what's your name?

[That didn't help much, really. Never minding that his knee is giving him all manner of grief for moving at all (really, how dare he), his nunchucks are pinned between him and that massive Decepticon arm. When did his luck get so foul?]

[And yet, there's been more than enough time for this bot to put some serious hurt on his little frame. And it hasn't happened.]

Jetstorm.

[He flinches at another explosion, not far off, not very shiny, more noise than damage, and reaches for his knee in almost the same instant. That was a bad idea.]

Who are you?

[That's right, little guy, if this Con aanted to hurt you, he would have already.]

Breakdown. ....Welcome to Haven, for what it's worth. This place can see some crazy scrap, but it's not too bad.

[Don't mind him, he's just gonna kind of curl around Jeatstorm and run like he's racing for a touchdown. Only instead of a football in his arms and the endzone the goal, it's a minicon and a Gateway he's heading for. Only...said Gateway kind of explodes as he draws near.]

Frag! Long way it is then. [Just gonna shift course and keep running...has he blown your mind yet little guy?]

Haven?

[All this jolting his leg is not fun, but he'll bite down on his cries and clutch at that armor wherever he can find purchase. It's up to Breakdown now.]

[Well, except for that explosion from... was that a space bridge? He looks up at the big bot, then at the rest of the world ahead of them when he plows ahead.]

How long is this long way?

[Because really, he's not sure about you anymore, because he hasn't met a Decepticon yet who hasn't tried to crush him, and because a Decepticon could've just left him there instead of putting himself on the line like this. He's so confused.]

[Breakdown gives a little shrug with the arm not holding Jetstorm.] Next Gateway isn't too far.

[He smirks down at the mini.] What? Don't trust me, mini? If I wanted you dead, I'd have done it, and there's no war to be taking you to any leader, either. You'll see. I'm even taking you to a human medic who knows how to patch up our kind.

You did not have to risk yourself for me, and yet you did. And you still are. Why?

[You're a mystery to him. Things are still black and white for him. There never really was a gray area so far as Decepticons were concerned. Always Us and Them. Now there's a middle ground tentatively coming into play and he doesn't know what to think. All he really knows is that this hurts, things are still going BOOM around them, and the armor he's clinging onto could've been used to squish him like a grape.]

...Guess I've just gone soft. A lot has happened since I got here. Found out mu partner switched sides at the end of the war, found out I die in our reality. Found out our side loses anyway.

I'm tired of fighting for a cause that doesn't exist anymore, and hadn't for a long time before the end of the war. There is no war here, never was...if this reality is lucky there never will be. Frag it, I've even made friends with humans since getting here. Can't tell you how strange that is.

I guess the short of it is, I'm tired of pointless conflict. I like a good fight, but I want it to have a point.

Make of that what you will, Autobot, I can't make you believe me.

[Yes! Another Gateway ahead! Hopefully this one won't blow upnon them?]

Edited 2015-07-06 19:57 (UTC)

[More weirdness. He'll just have to accept that for now, but... Yeah, no, that doesn't make much sense. Not all of it. But if he's telling the truth, and why wouldn't he be...]

I do not know if I can, but I do not know what to believe. Nothing seems like it should be real, and yet I am here. You have been here for some time?

Not really, but long enough to know what it's like here.

[He reaches the Gateway and quickly taps in the coordinates and leaps through before an explosion can destroy it. And there's the hospital!]

Almost there. [He goes running into the hospital, the side big enough for their kind.]

[It was a nice distraction from the pain, but he'll leave his thoughts to himself for a while and let Breakdown run. Seems like the explosions might have given them a bit of a break, but he's not counting on that. They've done this before.]

[He clings a little tighter when they make it out and this new place comes into view, so much different than where he'd been before.]

Edited 2015-07-06 23:59 (UTC)

[He slows and heads for the hospital.]

The medic here has odd abilities. You'll be top shape really fast.

Edited 2015-07-07 00:06 (UTC)

[Don't mind him looking all about. At least it looks better here.]

What is this place? [There goes another spark from that knee. Ow.] Is this also Haven?

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[action] I'm trying to figure out where his Con emblem is and if Jetstorm can even see it AGH

Re: [action] They're on his upper arms. Jet will see them when he comes out.

[action] aghagh bb

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[action] i'm sorry

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[action] should we take this to a separate thread or invite heathens in here?

Re: [action] well, considering the medic is my NPC, I'll start a separate thread for him. XD;;

[action] oh fff sorry. you dun gotta