Magnetic North Arrival Thread

[Omega Supreme]

Omega Supreme wobbles in the frigid water. A thin layer of ice is already clinging to his frame, but he doesn’t notice it. It takes quite a bit of ice for joint icing to become a real threat for him. He shifts his grip, essentially hugging the iceberg, and lets his legs hang down in the water. Remember those ‘body boards’ that little kids sometimes use in the pool? Omega Supreme looks a bit like that, only not little at all and vastly lacking on worn blue Styrofoam.

He kicks, and the iceberg moves forward. That’s how it usually goes. So he does it again and eventually gets into a rhythm. The splashes behind him send the birds screeching and flying away. Omega Supreme never did get those water-skis that many of the Earth-assigned Autobots did. Omega Supreme keeps on kick-paddling, hoping to run into a current or whatever it is they are. He never got the nautical training to go along with the skis, either. Omega Supreme rather regrets it now, but he’s making do.

Sure, anyone who could see him would be laughing their skidplates off, and he can’t even spare his claw arm to swat them. Omega Supreme has a laser on his head. He’s fine.

[Fleetwind]

Meanwhi- aw, forget it.

Fleetwind spends some time moving around the vehicles inside the hanger. Specifically, he moves vehicles that still have some charge on top of those that don't. He spends as little time as he can get away with on this task, however, as fuel is still an issue.

Then he flits back out through the entrance and flips upside down, so that he's hovering with his feet right below the icy roof over his head. He fires his thrusters.

It takes time, although less than you might expect; Fleetwind wasn't that far buried, and afterburners are hot. He manages to avoid drowning his own engines as he blasts his way out, and eventually he ends with a way out and a lot of water that's quickly turning to ice.

The Seeker sighs with relief. Good thing he had been fully awake, alert, and somewhat prepared when it happened. He didn't want to imagine the results had he, say, crashed here and not been fully operable when he was buried.

Fleetwind heads back to the vehicles and brings himself up to something approaching full charge once more. Jets are not particularly fuel efficient, and he doesn't know when next he'll have the opportunity. Then, without waiting any longer, he is airborne.

[Omega Supreme]

Meanwhile, in the Batcave...

Omega Supreme is busy paddling his iceberg. How long it takes him to get anywhere is dependent on the laws of cartoon physics. He does hope to get somewhere before the iceberg melts, however. He doesn't float, and it's a pain to have to walk across the ocean floor to a target location. Sure, Devastator - that wretched abomination whop never should have been created - did it, but that's just mean it's a bad idea.

He does seem to have hit a current of some sort, as he can feel the water tugging at the iceberg, and he yields to its direction. The squawking birds are quite behind him now, not daring the open ocean.

[Fleetwind]

Fleetwind flies swiftly south, taking a route different from that of Omega Supreme. He's soon over water and out of the range of that blasted, intense magnetism. The Seeker has no idea where he is or what he's doing here (besides, obviously, flying), and shouldn't have reason to hope there are others about, but... there's Omega Supreme, so why not?

Fleetwind doesn't bother calling any bases, or trying to contact any familiar individuals he can't hope to expect are there. Instead, he transmits directly onto the Decepticon general communication frequency. // This is Seeker Fleetwind reporting to... whomever there is to report to, actually. Are there any other Decepticons out there?//

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OOC note: This will be cross-posted to the Decepticon Frequency: Fleetwind Fleeing thread.

[Omega Supreme]

Meanwhile, in the Fortress of Solitude...

Omega Supreme has noticed that most of the ice clinging to his frame has melted off. That sort of minor detail is not the kind of thing he'd usually notice, but out in the ocean with very little to think about, even he starts to notice the little details. As a spacer, he has a low coefficient of heat transfer, so he doesn't get hot or cold very quickly, so it's the warmer waters that have melted his ice, not himself. The iceberg, well, it has likely melted a bit, but it's an iceberg. They melt slowly. There used to be cockamamie schemes about towing icebergs places and using them for freshwater.

He has finally paddled into an area of decent radio reception and transmission. There is still very little that he fears. Scorponok is lost in space, and Trypticon always did make slow, gullible Omega Supreme look like a Nobel Prize wit.

Omnega Supreme tries Autobot broadband first. There was a Seeker here, and where there are Seekers, there should be Autobots, to wipe those Seekers from the sky.

//Omega Supreme reporting.//

That's all he says. That's all that needs to be said.

OOC: Yeah, yeah, going to cross-post to a communications thread!

[Long Haul]

OOC: Locking this thread, since these two haven't been interacting in some time, and both now have threads to communicate with others in.