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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[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?]

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[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.]

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[He slows and heads for the hospital.]

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

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[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?

It's the hospital, and pretty close to the center of the city. This whole area is considered Haven.

Even where I was? [He's trying to get his bearings, something to get his mind off the ach- ow, yeah, that's not happening.]

How far away were we?

Yeah, even there.

Haven covers about two-hundred fifty mile diameter. We're essentially blocked in by the Miasma, so that's all the room there is.

[He steps into the hospital and looks around.]

The Miasma? [flinch ow] What is a Miasma?

[Oh, this place is... a place.]

It's this black and purple mist stuff, the stuff that was around you when you first got here. It's...well it's some kind of substance that's made by Unicron and Primus. It's dangerous and unpredictable, and is likely the reason for all the explosions.

[He spots someone who looks like they work there and approaches.]

[Oh that stuff. He remembers hearing about it. Vaguely. From the drone. He just hadn't understood it at the time. Little hard to accept. But now he's having to do so. Sink or swim, Minicon.]

How can one fight something like that? [It's more musing on his part than an actual question.]

We're still working on that...

Hey! This guy needs to see the medic! [Yeah, he's calling to one of the staff. The other bot will motion for them to follow and will lead them to an exam room. Breakdown will set Jetstorm on the table. He's actually rather careful about it.]

I'm gonna guess not because of this, [said as he gestures at his Con badge] but if you want I'll wait for the medic to finish with you, then give you a quick tour of the city. Up to you.

[He'll help with that let down as much as he can, but it still hurts. The one thing he'd predict that he could actually trust so far today.]

I... would not ask you to go back out into that, whatever is happening outside. You have been kind and risked yourself for me. It would be a disgrace to ask you to do so again.

[He gives a shrug] I don't think anywhere is really safe. I'm surprised they didn't follow you into the ruins you were hiding in. My partner and I have had a number of them inside our place.

It's not something you can avoid, even staying inside.

Probably best to save a tour for after this passes, though. ....You'll need a place to stay until then.

[He nods.]

I am small. If I can find somewhere to hide, I may be alright. But if nowhere is safe, then I guess it does not matter where I go. But thank you.

Where you go may not matter, but you'd be stupid to go off on your own.

[He can't really argue that. He had someone with him and look how that ended for him.]

I would like not to be alone. Do you have a suggestion?

[Asking advice from a thus-far helpful Decepticon. That should be an oxymoron all around.]

[He hesitates...He's got to be crazy.]

You could come with me until this is over.

[Assuming you can get past the brands on his arms.]

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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

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[action] I'm nibbul u

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