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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Jan 30, 2011 22:59:50 GMT -5
Day 30, Event Horizon. Open.
Skyblast is flying along the hallways at breakneck speeds again. Hopefully Impactor won't shoot him, because explaining to Kup and Springer why Skyblast was in a fight with Impactor while everyone else was fighting 'cons would be terribly awkward. He's headed off towards the bridge, but, annoyingly, he had been at the other side of the ship. Rodimus's orders just happened to come after Skyblast crossed the half-way point, meaning that turning back would then be stupid.
He banks into a turn, thinking he's almost there to the bridge.
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Post by Slugslinger on Jan 31, 2011 13:11:48 GMT -5
Slugslinger deliberately made no big production of being in the attack party, nor of his leaving the group without radioing Starscream as ordered; he can easily put this up to his "stupidity", saying he simply forgot to announce his departure. It's a busy battle with plenty going on. Someone as dense as Slugslinger makes himself out to be could easily be distracted. Of course, he isn't so dense he doesn't realise that he could have some irritated teammates behind him if he makes it public he's wandering off solo.
"Me and Duskwing should race in Ship's corridors sometime," he muses to himself as he jets down a long straightway, tilting minutely here and there so he can shoot at anything remotely likely-looking – door access panels, doors, the odd hatch in the bulkheads. He'd rather be shooting Autobots, of course, but he'll take petty vandalism in the meantime.
But do his audio receivers deceive him, or is that the echo of engines that aren't his? And what are the odds it's another Decepticon in this part of the ship? Slim, to be certain, but he didn't say where he was going and he can't be the only one if Starscream had to glitch about it. He debates stopping so he can try and sort out the direction from the Doppler effect when his problem is solved for him. A little jet that is no Decepticon he's already met comes around the corner. A little jet that is definitely not a Decepticon, he thinks, grinning as much as a jet can grin.
"Fancy meeting you here!" he calls out even as he opens fire on Skyblast.
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Jan 31, 2011 17:00:44 GMT -5
Skyblast wasn't really expecting to dogfight inside a spaceship, but now that the possibility is on the table, he thinks he's fine with that! After all, there is simply no one better at hairpin insane turns than he is! (This is probably not true, but convincing Skyblast would be an exercise in futility.)
He was up near the ceiling, but when a freaking tandem plane sprays hot lasers at him, he zooms down near the floor, just narrowing evading getting a taste of laser medicine, before pulling up and reversing back over, now behind Weird JetMcWeirderson. Wait, though! He knows that voice!
Skyblast exclaims, "You're that jerk!" and extends his energon blades on his wingtips before blasting on the throttle for an attempted fly-by slashing.
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Post by Slugslinger on Feb 2, 2011 11:10:26 GMT -5
Skyblast is smaller – duh – and has more room to manoeuvre because of it, but Slugslinger can deal with that. Dogfighting is his speciality, if not his raison d'être, and even a chance to kick around an Omnicon lookalike is something to be savoured.
"Aw, you remember me!" he cries with blatantly false gratitude; it sounds far more like gloating than awe. But he isn't so busy chatting he'll just let Skyblast fly up behind him like that. He does wonder why the little snot doesn't just open fire. That big cannon must have more than enough firepower. "How's the girlfriend?" Slugslinger asks, at the last instant veering up and nearly smacking flat into the ceiling where Skyblast veered down a few moments earlier. He uses his fans to assist the "hop" even as he brakes to let the smaller jet rocket right on past.
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Feb 2, 2011 15:24:20 GMT -5
Slugslinger is quite agile, Skyblast sees, as his slicing run fails. Skyblast is arrogant, yes, but he is also good. He switches to his electro-discharge cannon. He has to turn quickly to avoid Slugslinger fire, and he doesn't quite manage all of it, some shots splashing up his tailfins, making it smart when he turns. He's still going to turn a lot. Not turning is death in a dogfight. It'll just hurt.
"Which one?" Skyblast calls back, heckling. Skyblast totally has so many girlfriends that he doesn't even remember what Slugslinger is talking about! In his own mind, anyway.
Lift fans, huh? Cheater. He turns hard, reversing back at Slugslinger and opens fire on where he thinks Slugslinger will be next.
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Post by Slugslinger on Feb 3, 2011 10:53:46 GMT -5
"Oh-ho!" Slugslinger is where Skyblast expects him to be, but not for very long – only enough time for that cannon blast to sear across his upper fuselage as he banks and skids sideways on a wingtip, leaving a smaller profile to be struck and turning his disruptor cannon to bear on the midget jet. "So does the frigid little car in the restaurant know she isn't your belle?" he jeers, returning cannon volley for cannon volley and throwing in rapid-fire hail from his electrostatic guns as a bonus.
Deep in the back of his mind, in the one spot not occupied with the fight or with tormenting Skyblast – in the intelligent part – he wonders, privately, where Skyblast's backup is. Autobots always have backup and Slugslinger rarely does. But it's a small concern in the grand scheme of the battle and he sets it aside for the moment.
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Feb 3, 2011 11:39:33 GMT -5
There are so many electrons flying through the air right now that it is ridiculous.
"Wait what?" Skyblast calls out. He weaves through cannon volleys, bounces between electrostatic discharges, and finds himself at the end of the hall-way. He transforms and hits the wall with his feet. He pushes off and away and dives back into his jet mode, pulling up just before he hits the floor.
Up and into a blast that shatters his cockpit. He wanted his aerodynamics ruined, right? He makes for a another strafing pass, trying to force Slugslinger up again, before transforming and attempting to slam his spear up and through Slugslinger to pin him to the ceiling.
"Mirage is a man. AllSpark, try to keep my boyfriends and my girlfriends separate! I know there's so many of them, and they're all so good-looking, but at least try!"
OOC: Dubious attacking done with permission.
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Post by Slugslinger on Feb 4, 2011 12:12:41 GMT -5
The shots coming in too close for comfort along his underside – turns out rushing at the mini-jet was a bad idea! Who'd have thought? – do indeed send Slugslinger toward the ceiling with a burst of his fans rather than a slow climb. It gives him a little more space, a fraction's worth of more time to see the feint he manoeuvred into like an idiot.
Not much time at all, but time enough to see Skyblast begin transforming. Time enough to catch a glimpse of that spear. Slugslinger, too, transforms, flipping himself over so close to the ceiling that his wingtips scrape and nearly hang him up. His parts haven't fully locked yet when Skyblast's spearpoint sinks into one shoulder vane, bites through it and into the ceiling panel behind it. Paint hisses on contact with the blade; metal sears with a faint, scorched smell. Finally, his shoulders lock in with two dull clanks. Slugslinger gives Skyblast half of a smile anyway, the other side of his face for once an honest grimace, then grabs the haft of the spear just behind the head.
Privately, he's surprised to find the weapon substantial under his hand; it's the colour of smoke, nothing like the energon weapons he's used to seeing, but shaped just like the spear wielded by a more colourful and less articulate Skyblast. He figured the similarities weren't a complete coincidence. Nice to see a theory prove itself with testing.
"A man?" Slugslinger muses, optics far, far too bright with the leer taking over both sides of his face. "If that prissy airhead is what you Autobots consider a man," for a relative definition of the term, "then it's no wonder you can't even stop one Decepticon from blowing open your ship!" Without releasing the spear, he fires his disruptor cannon point-blank on his opponent.
OOC: Spear-grabbing with permission
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Feb 4, 2011 12:48:45 GMT -5
Gravity grabs Skyblast, and Slugslinger grabs away Skyblast's spear, so now Skyblast is both falling and disarmed. Problematically, that spear was his lunch, and he doesn't have enough energon left in his tank to make another unless he wants to pass out. Passing out while a Decepticon is trying to kill him would be bad.
So he transforms before he hits the floor and pulls up, considering his options. He already figured out that melee is a bad idea with Slugslinger, but melee it will have to be until his can get his gun back or get enough of a snack to make another gun! (He could borrow a gun off someone, but that would require someone being nearby and having a gun to spare.)
Calling out, "You jerk! That was my lunch!" and also, "Mirage is more man than you'll ever be!" he goes on what looks like a strafing run without a gun, only to open up his jet claws, because he has jetclaws for some bizarre reason, and he tries to grab Slugslinger's foot and drag him flying down the hallway.
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Post by Slugslinger on Feb 6, 2011 6:45:33 GMT -5
Lunch? Slugslinger glances curiously at the weapon still buried in his unfolded fuselage, but his grin never falters. This Skyblast uses the energon weapons for his fuel? Well, that's just silly, decides Slugslinger, one brow perking in a private, pitying look that quickly fades. Skyblast is coming up for that pass at the same time Slugslinger, clenching his jaw with sincerity now, rips the spear free of his person and the ceiling to which he's been pinned. Barring the efforts of his lift fans, gravity works on him just as it does Skyblast; he drops without the spear holding him up, almost too late to avoid those odd claws.
Almost. The tines whistle by far too close for comfort as Skyblast passes over him. And who makes a plane with claws, anyway? Crazy Autobots.
"Let's see how good your lunch is, then!" Slugslinger says far too cheerfully as he takes a lengthwise swipe at Skyblast, using the spear to increase his reach.
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Feb 6, 2011 12:51:17 GMT -5
Where did Slugslinger think energon weapons come from? Skyblast has lunch; Skyblast makes a spear out of said lunch!
The coneheads sometimes had jetclaws in G1, so the crazy started there, thanks.
Then Slugslinger manages to swipe the blade into the back of Skyblast's engines, when his claw-strafing pass fails, and he ends up spinning out, crashing into the floor in robot mode. Skyblast twitches.
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Post by Slugslinger on Feb 7, 2011 11:06:29 GMT -5
The sound of Skyblast hitting the deck in messy fashion brings a smile to Slugslinger's face. Then he remembers he's falling, too, and throws himself around to at least attempt landing sensibly. Even his fans don't quite save him from coming down in an awkward crouch that twists the canopy in one leg until it shatters, leaving bright yellow shards behind once he gets to his feet. His grin gives way to a dour glare once he takes in his injured leg, as though it's failed him somehow, then he turns that glare on Skyblast just up the corridor.
"You owe me for this one, shorty," he announces loudly, tapping the flat of the spear against his leg and lowering his disruptor cannon into position with a soft clack on his shoulder. He fires on Skyblast, taking a potshot as his due.
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Feb 7, 2011 11:53:31 GMT -5
Skyblast has just gotten to his feet in a crouch when Slugslinger's potshot blows him back down. Some days, it just doesn't pay to get up at all.
Skybkast leaps and transforms, to chase after Slugslinger, but Slugslinger very likely has enough of a lead that a few twists and turns will lead to Slugslinger eluding Skyblast for good.
He shouts anyway, "Now you don't even make any sense!"
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Post by Slugslinger on Feb 10, 2011 11:58:50 GMT -5
Slugslinger snorts and watches Skyblast pick himself up.
"Getting addled now?" He shakes his head and chuckles. "Guess that's only natural when you're scared!" And then a loud little jet is hurtling toward him. Slugslinger finds somewhere to slot the haft of the spear that it shouldn't get pinched – he's never tried lobbing an energon weapon into subspace storage and he isn't about to experiment with it now of all times just in case the damn things detonate when someone does that – and explode on him or anything as he flattens into his jet mode.
Then he takes off in the opposite direction of Skyblast, unable to resist a parting sally of electrostatic rounds as he tries to skim past the smaller jet parallel to the bulkheads.
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Feb 10, 2011 13:01:52 GMT -5
Skyblast explodes. That Decepticon did not just call him a coward! He reverses in a quick Immelmann, his afterburners scream, and despite his fantastic natural agility and training, he doesn't even bother dodging, shots slamming into his armour, burning holes and exposing his circuitry.
Skylast's trying to ram Slugslinger, pin him to the wall like a lawndart. Given that Skyblast is not Ramjet in any shape or form, this should express just how furious he is.
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