BombSquad:If you see 'em running, try and keep up!

[Jazz]

Of course Jazz has to catch a wild Wheelie before he can go check for out of place things in this little ‘burb. Always start at the perimeter. Somewhere close to Triageville, and work out from there. Which way were they heading?
The Solstice banks away from the corner where Arcee left, and around the general area he thinks might be likely.
Oh well. Easiest way would probably be to ask over general ‘bot frequencies, since he doesn’t quite have the little guy’s number just yet.

//Hey, Wheelie? I’m headin’ towards <coordinates that might be somewhere near him, might not.> You wanna give me a shout, an’ tell me where ya are, or meet me somewhere ‘round there?//

Then they can get the bomb detection thing going.

[Wheelie]

//Have no fear, Wheelie is here! Just give him the where, and he'll meet you there!//

[Jazz]

//South of the base, and fanning out from there. Think everywhere else is covered. . . //

And that's precisely where the silver streak is heading. Towards rhyming orange. They should get along just fine-- Jazz likes puns and rhymes.
They'll probably hit some residential areas. Maybe a park. Maybe a school... or the place where the circus that Kup mentioned is held...

[Wheelie]

Wheelie's heading there too, pedal to the metal. A zippy little car, he just might beat Jazz there.

//Wheelie shall go! Hope Jazz isn't too slow!"

[Jazz]

Jazz? Slow? NEVER!
//You don't have to beat me, you just have to meet me.// quips Jazz, and maybe, just maybe he's fast enough to meet Wheelie there? //You ready to be searchin' room to room, hoping not to find somethin' that goes 'boom'?//

No. He's not making fun of Wheelie. He's having fun. And transforming as he arrives at the designated search start. Visor down, Jazz does a quick scan of the area.

[Wheelie]

This could quickly turn into a Doctor Suess book, as soon enough, the little orange pod car that is Wheelie pulls up and transforms.

"Wheelie got here super-fast! Time to keep the bomb from going blast!"

[Jazz]

Nothing wrong with the Good Doctor's style now!
Though no one should really expect Thing One and Thing Two to appear to help (Or not) today!
...
Or can they?
One Fish, Two Fish, Red fish, Blue Fish!
Ok, so those seem to be what pass for fish on Gillanan, and they're twined together on a huge sign looming over a neighborhood; nice to know that billboards are universal, huh?

"A blast would be bad, an' it would make everyone sad." Jazz peers through the windows of one of the buildings at something that vaguely looks familiar. Is it a bomb, or is it a clock? No damage to the building.. and it's flashing glyphs.
Seems to be just a VCR equivelent that no one will ever be able to program with the correct time and date.
"So how long've ya been here?" Jazz moves on to the next one, scanning for things that might be 'different'. Garbage can maybe? "See anything strange yet? BeSides everybody, an' everything?"
No rhyme the last time.
Sparing folks the pain, because the puns will be back. Soon.

[Wheelie]

"Wheelie's been here a bit, long enough to know who to hit! Starscream tried to sway Wheelie to his side, but now he knows that Starscream lied!" Wheelie explains, as he he searches, practically skipping from place to place, examining with both his eyes and probing fingers.

"Nothing too odd, but nothing can find. Just leave it to Wheelie and his well-trained mind. I'll search high and low, wherever, I'll go. Just point me there, and I'll find it with skill beyond compare!"

[Jazz]

"An' we'll find what's there with time to spare," Jazz grins. He's not exactly standing still himself. Actually, he's poking at a fairly small building that's seen better days. "Starscream's bad news no matter what he looks like."
Hm. Some of this damage looks recent. It might be wildlife, it might be cumulative-- or it might be 'Hardwire'. There's stuff inside-- Jazz is just slightly too large to get inside. (Imagine that!)
"Can't quite see what's down there. Hey Wheelie, Can you check this out-- but carefully?"

[Wheelie]

Wheelie, on the other hand, is one bitty Transformer, smallish even by Minibot scale.

"In I go, where I stop, who knows!" Wheelie easily squeezes inside, turning on the small light mounted above his forehead so he can get a better look around.

"There's nothing, I say. Maybe we go wrong way?"

[Jazz]

"Wouldn't know. This is my first time lookin' at this--" Jazz admits, "But looks pretty unlikely that he'd be able to get inside most of these buildings. They're too small."
Another street. No cat. No hat. No rhyme. No reason.
"Not pickin' up much on any other spectra. Maybe a coupla those quiffle ball critters from earlier--" Jazz looks at Wheelie, "Don't know much 'bout him, or what all skills he's capable of yet."
Know some of the awful things he's capable of-- but that's not necessary to say.

[Wheelie]

"He took Holi! We have to find... if Wheelie loses him, he looses his mind!"

There's both determination and fear in Wheelie's voice as he climbs back out. His expression is carefully blank, a steely line.

[Jazz]

Poor Wheelie.
"We'll get 'im back safe and sound." Jazz promises. "Even if we hafta take that guy apart."
Determined? Sure. Jazz? Yeah.
"Right now, the others are workin' on that though-- it sounds like they have a plan-- but what we gotta do is make sure that Holi has a safe place t'come back to." Jazz notes the determination. Yes. Wheelie's a survivor-- heck. He'll live through this. "C'mon. We got a couple more blocks to check out. Bet they'll have him back by the time we finish."


OOC: Sorry about the delay--Mind if we fade out like this?

[Wheelie]

"Hope you're right... Wheelie wants him back, but Wheelie doesn't want to fight!" the minibot rhymed as he followed after Jazz.

((OOC: Fine with me. :-D ))