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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Aug 21, 2010 21:03:56 GMT -5
If Guzzle asks Perceptor for a suicide bomb, Perceptor's going to blame Emirate Xaaron, and for once, it won't be Emirate Xaaron's fault.
"Oh, that's just slagging adorable," Blitzwing sniggers, "The Minibot thinks he's a Wrecker!"
But there's an echo, a faint Wreck and rule. Just a trick of the acoustics, right?
"Old Impactor must be getting desperate," Astrotrain heckles. Then Astrotrain's optics widen, and and he makes an 'urk' noise.
Blitzwing takes a few steps back at whatever is apparently behind Astrotrain, his own optics wide, and it's not an echo, but a shout, "Wreck and rule!"
Behind Astrotrain stands Rack and Ruin, their anvil-spike arm impaled through his torso.
Blitzwing turns and comes face to face to Topspin and Twin Twist, who grin at him and then rush him. There's the sound of a chopper in the air, Whirl, above, and Roadbuster can be seen pulling up around the corner.
Yeah.
Emirate Xaaron cheats.
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Post by Gertrude Huldon/Guzzle on Aug 21, 2010 21:16:44 GMT -5
Guzzle was expecting to find himself cleaved in half by Blitzwing's sword and to wake up in the holo-room. To say that he is surprised by the Wreckers coming to his rescue is the understatement of the year. He shakes his head and watches as they take care of his tormentors almost effortlessly, wondering if this was the Emirate's doing even as he got a sick sense of satisfaction from watching the Cons be killed in various brutal ways.
"H-Heh...Ol' Fisitron s-shoulda been here to see this..." A weak little grin tugs at his optics before he gathers his energy, biting through the pain and the ever dropping fuel levels, moving to pick up the Judge, only to finally succumb to his injuries, leaving him in a kneeling position with his trusty sidearm in his hand...
...And waking up in the holo-room, along with the Emirate. He blinks, shaking his head to clear his vision and flexing his arm, glad to have it with him again. "Heh...That was fun. Coulda gone better, though. Was hopin' that I could finish Trannis off at least...And you gettin' killed was sloppy of me." He groans as he stands up, rotating a few of his joints before putting the Judge away, patting the holster build into his hip. "So, did that tell ya what you wanted to know, sir?"
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Aug 21, 2010 22:27:33 GMT -5
Emirate Xaaron turns around to lean casually against the control console. He admits, voice a touch wry, "Me getting killed was sloppy of me. Don't you worry about it. I do believe I have my answers, yes, and now... about that drink?"
OOC: Wrap and segue to new messhall thread?
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Post by Gertrude Huldon/Guzzle on Aug 22, 2010 9:48:18 GMT -5
Emirate Xaaron said the magic word. Guzzle smirks a bit as he gestures towards the door, grinning from ear to ear, so speak. "Perfect end to a perfect day, sir. Lead the way."
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It's a wrap then!
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