Thundercracker
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Post by Thundercracker on Sept 25, 2007 22:22:17 GMT -5
Thundercracker arrives on the scene to see a pale yellow and white tetrajet and a bizarre gray and black mech grappling in close combat. He scans the skies for Jetstorm, but there's no sign of him. Of course there wouldn't be -- this Fleetwind character, whom he assumes is the Tetrajet, has him in his cockpit, if he remembers correctly.
He scowls as he circles the two fighters. They're too close together; if he shoots now, he'll risk hitting the other Seeker. If they would just seperate, he could get a clean shot off...
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Nimbus Tsura
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Sept 25, 2007 22:48:29 GMT -5
For Thundercracker's benefit, Skyblast looks awfully like Skyfire if he was tiny and a bit more complex in design.
Skyblast whimpers as Fleetwind slashes into his sides. He's battered off and away as Fleetwind transforms. Left behind, Skyblast is slashed open, dented, scorched, and falling. He should do something about the falling. Joints moaning, he shifts into his Valkyrie mode. It's just not worth it to pursue right now, especially not that the cavalry has arrived. Skyblast is done with fighting people bigger than him for the day!
Rather sadly, Skyblast comments to the wind, "You'd be a fine sky-painter if you were more interested in spilling paint than fuel."
The Valkyrie turns to head away, pushing his dials up and hoping that the big blue one won't follow him. He doesn't take a direct heading towards the Autobot base, though. He takes a long, meandering path to mull about that yellow jet, who would be beautiful in flight instead of merely highly skilled if only he left out the lethal intent.
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Jetstorm (BM)
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Post by Jetstorm (BM) on Sept 26, 2007 15:26:52 GMT -5
"Oh god Fleetwind..." Jetstorm mumbles as he winces at the cutting of metal. His air cycling hitches for a moment, and he passes it off as nothing more than a moment of nervousness.
But oh! That is a familiar blue jet indeed. // Thundercracker over here! Shoot the black one, the yellow one's Fleetwind! // He calls out as he wishes he could at least do something to help Fleetwind, but hey, Thundercracker is here. // Hurry up --ow. Fleetwind got stabbed. Gotta take care of him... //
Jetstorm's cycling hitches again, and this time, he starts to feel a distinct pressure in his back. The kink in the fuel line from Skyblast's grabbing is starting to make itself noticeable. He winces, but clenches his claws and tries to keep quiet, but accidentally lets an 'eep' of pain out.
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Fleetwind
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Post by Fleetwind on Sept 26, 2007 15:50:24 GMT -5
Fleetwind transforms to hover. //I'll live,// he transmits to both Jetstorm and Thundercracker, although his voice is still a little shaky. He opens up his cockpit. //Are you still in flying condition, Jetstorm?//
The Seeker's cockpit is cracked, and his sides are badly sliced, but his expression is strangely calm, the underlying fear only barely visible. That battle certainly could have gone better, but at least now he has a better idea of his opponent's capabilities. And he's not dead.
Ultimately, any battle that ends with Fleetwind not dead is a victory.
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Thundercracker
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Post by Thundercracker on Sept 26, 2007 21:55:36 GMT -5
Thundercracker is finally able to take a closer look at the Autobot flyer -- for all appearances a miniature version of Skyfire. It's no one he's familiar with, but he's not exactly looking to pick the mech out of a lineup, of course...
He turns to Fleetwind. //You have Jetstorm? Is he damaged?//
The Autobot is flying away, but not fleeing. It's as if he's not in any particular hurry to leave. Deciding it's time he had some aerial combat practice, he flips into jet mode and tears off after him, figuring Fleetwind is smart enough to take himself to Hook for repairs.
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Post by Slingshot on Sept 26, 2007 22:11:57 GMT -5
The roar of these jet engines should be familiar to at least one mech on the 'field'. The white jet slashes in at a diagonal from Skyblast's retreat route, putting himself squarely between Skyblast and the blue jet.
//Oh, hey. Thundercracker.// The tone of voice used there would suggest to someone not familiar with the language that 'Thundercracker' means 'eat slag, bark at the moon, and die'.
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Sept 27, 2007 8:19:32 GMT -5
Even as Skyblast is musing on how fluid and put-together the yellow Decepticon's acrobatics and aerobatics are, Slingshot arrives and moves himself up several notches in Skyblast's estimations. It's hard not to notice the protective connotations of the way that the Aerialbot interposes himself between Skyblast and the large blue Decepticon, although the Valkyrie is sadly ignorant of the driving enmity between the Aerialbots and the Seekers. Snap-rolling as if in applause of Slingshot's arrival, Skyblast even exclaims, "My hero!"
It's kind of nice to have Autobot fliers who are larger than him around, this Valkyrie is swiftly discovering. He's not badly off enough that he can't stay as a spectator just a little while in this battle of Harrier versus Eagle.
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Jetstorm (BM)
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Post by Jetstorm (BM) on Sept 27, 2007 11:57:15 GMT -5
// Yes, my wings are bent, my -hurk- my back hurts, and something feels odd in my neck. I'm perfectly ok to fly. // Jetstorm hisses sarcastically as he pushes his head out of the cockpit and then stares at the new arrival. Hoo he's big. He pushes himself shakily into the air, his engines pushing their limits a bit as they have to compensate for the lack of guidance fins.
// If I fall, somebody catch me. But I'm not lettin' TC go at this alone. // The Aero General states nervously, gaining confidence in himself despite his once-useless size. Either he's being very brave, or very stupid, but he's displaying his belief in comradery like none other.
Probably just being stupid though.
He stays close to Fleetwind but starts scanning the new arrival, ready to start treating it just like long range target practice.
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Fleetwind
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Post by Fleetwind on Sept 27, 2007 13:09:54 GMT -5
Not letting Thundercracker go it alone... and yet he's perfectly willing to just fly about and panic when Fleetwind's up. Is this what the Seeker gets for not being blue?
Fleetwind sighs, exasperated. //If he's attempting to cover our retreat, the best favor we can do him is in actually retreating and avoid giving him yet another thing to concentrate on while he fights.//
//Feel free to stay, but I've taken enough damage for one day, and you've got potential back-up should you need it, anyway.//
With that, the pastel Seeker cuts his antigravs and plumets to the planet. Body still straight, he twists and turns until he's 'laying' in the direction he wants to go, at which point he transforms, activates his thrusters, and takes off.
OOC: And I am out of here. I won't be moving to any Hook thread... I've spoken with Hook's player about having the repairs 'off-camera.'
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Thundercracker
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Post by Thundercracker on Sept 27, 2007 23:06:27 GMT -5
//Slingshot.// The name is grated out through his vocalizer in a deadly snarl. //Of all mechs, YOU'RE here! Don't you know Autobots belong on the ground?//
//Jetstorm, you SURE you're okay to fly? You look like a Dinobot stepped on you. But if you think you're up to it, cover me.//
He readies his drone rocket, lines Slingshot up in his crosshairs, and fires. That should teach the cocky Aerialbot who truly rules the skies.
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Post by Slingshot on Sept 28, 2007 10:23:46 GMT -5
//Autobots, sure. You forget I'm an Aerialbot, Thundercracker?// Slingshot jeers as he climbs and curves back overhead so that he's flying upside down but pointed squarely at Thundercracker.
He assumes the missile is locked on him and will try to follow him rather than wandering off in a straight line. If he's wrong, he's going to have to go chase it down to keep it off Skyblast.
But right now, the ragged roar of Slingshot's mortar cannons opening up can be heard.
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Sept 29, 2007 23:52:43 GMT -5
Skyblast has to ask, //Aerialbots? What are... that's what you are?// It's pretty clear from his tone of voice that he doesn't have a clue, but he's trying to avoid sounding dense here.
The Valkyrie can keep a missile off himself, thank you very much. He says, //I'm getting the impression you've done this before. You got a specific problem with these flying boxcars?//
He isn't complaining!
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Jetstorm (BM)
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Post by Jetstorm (BM) on Sept 29, 2007 23:55:22 GMT -5
Ooh there are missiles. Large missiles that could... Well there goes the bravado. Jetstorm hadn't expected that from the larger newcomer. Normal shots were fine. Missiles to him could mean insta-death.
// TC, I thought I could have done something at least, if he was just doing what the other was doing earlier. Before he grabbed me and threw me of course. No, now you're too far out of my league. And I don't wish to die. // Jetstorm finally admits, as he moves to shakily fly off. His engine sputters and he falls a few feet before he catches himself and then whimpers.
"Oh man, this is just a lovely steaming pile of... AH!" Jetstorm starts to say before he tries to catch himself again.
// You have fun with your dogfight. If I ever get screwed over again, do let me fight. I have to apologize for being a horrid comrade in arms to Fleetwind after I get repaired, yes I do. And oh. Do stay away from his guns, Thundercracker. //
Exit downstage, puttering off in a meandering way towards the ground.
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They never did tell him exactly where the repair part of the base was anyway.
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Thundercracker
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Post by Thundercracker on Sept 30, 2007 10:06:22 GMT -5
Yes, the missile is locked onto Slingshot. Thundercracker doesn't like to waste his ammo when he can help it.
//A 'Bot is a 'Bot, Slingshot// Thundercracker retorts, rolling to dodge the mortar fire, though he winces and grunts as some of it peppers his port wing. //Even one as factory-fresh and inexperienced as you.// Completing his roll, he keeps his distance from the Harrier -- not out of fear, but to see whether or not the missile makes its mark.
He watches Jetstorm stall and fall before catching himself. //Jetstorm, radio Hook NOW and get yourself repaired!// He can only assume the Vehicon heard him as Jetstorm departs.
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Post by Slingshot on Oct 1, 2007 20:49:07 GMT -5
//Yeah, that's what I am.// Slingshot does not believe in using names as identifiers to show who he's talking to! //And what's it say about you that a new-made jet like me can outfly you every which way from Sunday?//
Slingshot really doesn't believe in names as identifiers.
Missile's still on his tail, Thundercracker's ahead of him - looks like it's time for a game of chicken.
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