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Post by Skystrike/Skylar Stringers on Apr 30, 2008 12:56:12 GMT -5
//Thundercracker?// Skystrike’s voice was just a bit strained. //Thundercracker!// Why couldn’t she have been stuck with another blue idiot? Why did she have to be stuck with Starscream’s wing mate rather than someone she could leave behind without a second thought?
She accelerated again, canards and ailerons straining against the air. A berkut's virtue was not her speed, fast as she was fast in her own right, rather it was the ability to maintain a lot of her maneuverability while flying at high speeds. Now if the seeker ever learned how to use her thrust vectors properly she’d be a far more worrying opponent than she was now.
As it is, Skystrike idly wonders if she should’ve taken Straycloud up on his offering on mock dogfights. Doing another tight turn, she tries to get Slingshot at least momentarily off her tail before attempting to head back towards Thundercracker. It was a last ditched effort at distracting the Autobots, but Skystrike knew very well it wouldn’t do much good if her team mate didn’t get up.
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Post by Slingshot on May 1, 2008 12:00:35 GMT -5
When Skystrike turns away again, instead of clinging to her tail, Slingshot turns to parallel her. As long as she's stays on that side of the invisible line he's drawn in the air, he won't attack first.
'Course, when she starts going after Thundercracker again, he has to jink around to bring his cannons to bear and start shooting at her again.
The holes peppering his wings are starting to itch, but that's not important right now. Keeping this jet off Skystrike is.
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on May 1, 2008 16:37:00 GMT -5
Seeing that Thundercracker is dazed, Skyblast shifts his grip on his spear, twirling it so the point is down. He leaps into the air and attempts to bring the tip of the spear slamming down through Thundercracker's torso, using all of Skyblast's weight behind the strike, to pin Thundercracker down as best he can.
It should be noted that while Skyblast is trying to impale Thundercracker, he isn't trying to kill him. Skyblast just wants Thundercracker to not be moving around. He'd feel queasy about actually killing Thundercracker while he's down. A fireball in the air is one thing. This is different. Too personal.
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Post by Thundercracker on May 1, 2008 23:21:25 GMT -5
It's pain that finally brings him to his senses -- literally gut-wrenching pain that pierces armor, components, support struts, and armor again, exploding through his neural network like a flash fire. He screams in agony and fury as he jerks reflexively against the spear, but it's hopeless. He's pinned to the ground like a butterfly, fluids leaking into the sands, diagnostics flashing completely unhelpful warnings and alerts at him...
Growling, he arms his incidenary rifle and opens fire, hoping that if he's going down he'll at least take the fragging hang glider with him. (He's not fatally wounded, but he doesn't stop to realize that.)
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Post by Skystrike/Skylar Stringers on May 2, 2008 11:18:20 GMT -5
Skystrike rolls in the opposite direction of Slinghsot’s jink, but it was a second too late, and she could feel the mortar rounds ripping holes into one stabilizer, scorching her side and nicking the edges of a few ailerons. It nearly sent her spinning out of control, but she managed to compensate enough to pull out of the erratic mid air wobble.
//Thundercracker,// she hisses coldly over their radio, not knowing whether or not the other seeker could hear her. //I might have to pull out.// The berkut wasn’t going to risk letting herself being caught by the Autobots as well. She opened her throttles and speeds up, ignoring the searing pain that flared across her side as a result.
//I’ll send a missile near your position to try and distract them, but you’ll have to get out yourself.// Who knew if this will work? Did Thundercracker even get the warning? Either way, the aforementioned missile was launched when she could finally spot the two fliers amongst the dunes, the projectile aimed at the desert surrounding them rather than directly at them. Then she peels off again, trying to escape Slingshot’s mortar rounds.
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Post by Slingshot on May 3, 2008 21:50:15 GMT -5
//Skyblast! Incoming!//
Slingshot sends a further barrage of mortars after Skystrike as she peels off, but as soon as she's sufficiently far out of range, he twists back to race after that missile.
Too few Aerialbots, gah, Skyblast was going to get hurt-!
Toolatetoolatetoolatetoolate-!
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on May 4, 2008 8:47:09 GMT -5
Skyblast is like quicksilver, a dizzying blur of shifting panels as he scrambles to get out of the way of the incendiary rifle. He has to leave his spear pinned through Thundercracker, lacking the time to pull it out <i>and</i> dodge. Insofar as he really could make another spear if he needed one, Slyblast decides that not being on fire is more important than having a spear. His other wingtip, his unharmed one, is lightly toasted, and there's a Pitot tube he won't be able to use when he's winging out of here. At least the control surface isn't fused!
He yelps and hits the dirt, trying to quench the burn. Skyblast is quick to his feet, and at Slingshot's 'incoming', he looks up. To Thundercracker, he comments, "You know, I'm not sure he likes you."
Then, Skyblast attempts to grab the haft of the spear and haul Thundercracker and himself out of the way of the missile. If he knew Slingshot was worrying about him, Skyblast would... laugh, actually. There hasn't been a missile made that he can't evade.
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Post by Thundercracker on May 4, 2008 23:19:50 GMT -5
//Fraggit, Skystrike!// Thundercracker rages, struggling against the spear that still pins him to the earth. How the slag is he supposed to get away himself when he's fragging skewered down?
"He? Your glitched wingmate?" Then he realizes who Skyblast's talking about. "He's a SHE, you little glitch-gnat!"
Then the spear in his abdomen wrenches as Skyblast hauls on it, and he screams in agony. Never mind that Skyblast is pretty much saving his sorry aft at this point, it still slagging HURTS.
Belatedly he recalls something through his haze of pain, and he fumbles for his cockpit, flinging it open. //Scourge... get the frag out of here. Best if only one 'Con gets caught at this point...//
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Post by Skystrike/Skylar Stringers on May 5, 2008 10:31:59 GMT -5
//Finally! Could it take you any longer to answer?!// Skystrike snaps in response to Thundercracker’s cursing over the radio, dodging the last of the mortar rounds. She makes sure Slingshot isn't tailing after her anymore before circling back in time to see the missile explode. It wasn’t actually meant to hit anyone, just surprise and distract. It seemed to accomplish both, but perhaps not in the way that she’d intended it to.
//Can you pull out or not?// She asks Thundercracker, trying to ignore the flare of pain across her side as spotted Slingshot again. Good little Autobot, always worrying about his teammates. With a low, vengeful growl, Skystrike dove after the Harrier, targeting his side with her laser guns and opening fire.
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Post by Scourge (BW) on May 5, 2008 20:42:38 GMT -5
//Already planning to do just that.// His robot mode can't jump as well as his beast mode, but it can jump pretty well. His legs uncoil, and out he flies. On his way past Skyblast, he slashes out with his sword. A shame he didn't have time to properly prepare it with a toxin. But, then, it would have been... difficult had he indeed needed to slash his way out of Thundercracker.
//You want me getting out of here on foot, or should I wait for pickup from another jet?// It is an open question to all 'cons present.
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Post by Slingshot on May 5, 2008 22:45:55 GMT -5
Slingshot doesn't trust most of his brothers to take care of themselves. He trusts Skyblast even less.
Skyblast should probably hit him for that.
... He's starting to really hate the swept-winged blue jet. Didn't the idiot ever learn when to quit? Lasers impact over his wings and fuselage, and he sidewinds in pain before spiralling up and around to bring his own mortars to bear once again.
He holds off on firing this time, just keeps the blue jet in his sights until-
Missile lock.
One missile launches, and the Harrier crosses around in the other direction, ready to open fire with his lasers if she tries to jink the wrong way.
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Can we wrap this thread up, people?
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on May 5, 2008 22:57:16 GMT -5
How about Skyblast hits on Slingshot instead?
At the insistence that the Berkut is female, he inquires of Thundercracker, "Yeah? You checked her refueling apparatus to be sure?"
Refueling apparatus has absolutely no bearing on the gender of a jet, but Skyblast has hung out with some weird aliens while searching for the Allspark.
Then he gets shanked in the ankle by an insect. What the Allspark, people? Skyblast bristles, wings mantling, and then he yells at Thundercracker, "At least Frenzy has the all-silver look going for him!"
Because Scourge totally is to Thundercracker as Frenzy is to Barricade, which makes it Thundercracker's fault that Scourge is a fashion disaster. At least, that is the obvious assumption to an Autobot from Skyblast's universe. Boggled and disgruntled, Skyblast gets out a tow-rope and attempts to tie up Thundercracker.
OOC: Yes please.
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Post by Thundercracker on May 5, 2008 23:32:28 GMT -5
//Excuse me, I was a little occupied!// Thundercracker retorts. He tries wrenching at the spear still embedded in his chassis, but his efforts only reward him with a wave of blinding pain that nearly sends him offline.
Then he feels the tow-line tightening around him.
//Not going to make it out,// he reports. //Get Scourge and Jetstorm out of here.//
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Post by Skystrike/Skylar Stringers on May 6, 2008 2:09:55 GMT -5
//Very well, Thundercracker.// Her stalling was done then. Skystrike fired a final round of lasers at the incoming missile before she cut the power to her thrusters. The shockwave from the explosion sent her tumbling back rather ungracefully but she leveled out and proceeded to pull quickly away from Slingshot.
//Scourge.// The seeker rumbled over the radio. //I’ll be coming to retrieve you shortly.// She spotted the insect-former a moment later and moved to intercept him, giving Skyblast a wide berth while she did so.
There was a hiss of hydraulics and a muffled click of her cockpit snapping open over the rush of air as she skimmed the ground. Pulling up beside Scourge, Skystrike tilted towards him, growling a low, ‘Get on.’
OOC: That would be wonderful.
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Post by Scourge (BW) on May 6, 2008 13:22:36 GMT -5
//I hear you. Stay in the air, I should be able to time a leap and land right in your cockpit, if you have it open.// He's a scientist. He knows math. More importantly, he knows how his body works.
"It seems I can't stay and play. Otherwise, I would give you a nice thrashing for assuming I am connected to this jet." Scourge bends his legs, then he's up and away from Skyblast and Thundercracker.
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