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The training facility, located in the lower level of the Autobot vessle Ark-19, is used to hone the skills of all the Autobot personel. Contained within are a multitude of drones, holographic generators, and defensive systems. One must only enter a program and make ready.

Training Facility.

Blackstrike looked at Lore-lock. Unlike the Scout, 'Strike didn't had almost any damage. But that's because Lore-lock used his axe a lot, while 'Strike took cover. "Yeah, you're right, we should end this"

'Strike walked towards the panel, and pressed some buttons. Then, the drones deactivated, and the holograms disappeared. "You should go to the Medbay. I'm going to stay here and do more practice.

'Strike was angry, he had been useless in battle, and he needed to train more. He wouldn't let that happen again.

Near the Door

Lore-lock grunted, "I don't need time in a CR chamber. We just need to actually create a battle plan, before we start up the next round." He informed Blackstrike, his optics a twinkle. "These are just minor scratches, so why don't you conjure up a gestalt for us to play with. Or some other fashion of big dumb brute. I train with my axe, because it is that with which I need the most work."

Training Room.

"If you say so my friend." Blackstrike raised his look as he spoke, his optics looking at the Scout's optics. "Looks like I touched a wire."

He walked towards the panel, and pressed somo more buttons. This time, a second screen appeared. He pressed more buttons.

"Well, it's done." He quickly ran towards a rock, and took cover. A moment later, a huge roar was heard, and a big machine appeared, shooting and roaring. "All right Lore-lock, this is what you asked. It's time to do some team work."

He looked at the creature, it was approaching at an alarming rate. "All right, I think you should attack him in combat, your agility will make it hard for him to hit you. I'll give you some cover fire. What do you think?"

Training Room

Lore-lock grinned and readied his cross-bow.
"Blackie, we'll use ranged first. Aim at the weak spots, it's optics, weapon bores, and articulation points. When it gets close enough for melee to be considered, I will circle behind it, while you hit it with everything you have. All you'll need to do is keep it distracted while I bring my axe into its back plate." The grey mech told the black flier, while he started to execute his plan, taking cover behind a medium sized boulder.

Training Room.

Blackstrike listened as Lore-lock told him his plan. "That sounds like a good plan." He looked at the big mech, and looked one more time at the Scout. "This isn't going to be easy."

He quickly took cover and shot at his enemy's chest. But, it didn't do nothing. "Hey Lore, looks like we're going to need bigger firepower." As he finished, a rocket almost hit his head, but he was able to avoid it in time. "That was close."

Training Room

Lore-lock's optics flickered when the rocket almost put Blackstrike in line for Ratchet's operating table. He replied to the flier's remark, "Slag, I think you may have a very good point. I've never set the gain on my cross bow to maximum power before, but we can see what happens." The scout the too took cover, as the shell exploded somewhere behind him. He the took aim for the behemoth's optics, and set loose a five bolt volley.

Training Room.

'Strike saw as Lore-lock shot at the Behemoth's faceplate with his crossbow. It was a direct hit, and 'Strike thought that it was surely taking down the Big Mech, but it only scrachted it a little.

"Frag." The flier thought as a missile passed flying above his head. "Double Frag." He tried to run, and took cover, but nothing happened. He saw that the missele was there, apparently it was malfunctioning. He approached it, and grabbed it. "Lore, I have an idea, but I need some cover."

He then started to disarm the missile. "This has to work."

Training Room

Lore-lock heard Blackstirke's request for cover fire, and risked a glance toward the flier. "By Primus, what is he doing?" he thought as he munched an energon goodie.

The scout then replied, "I think I can put up some cover for ya, but I'm really wishing I was equipped with a grenade launcher." All while keeping a steady stream of fire focused on the brute's faceplate. "And Blackie, do try and be quick with it, whatever it is you have in mind..."

Training Room.

"Don't worry, this shouldn't take long." The flier said as he dissarmed the core of the missile. He quickly did calibrations and tampering, he closed again the missile, and with a click, it was ready.

'Strike gave a look to Lore-lock, and stood up. "Hey Lore, this is a high explosive device. I want you to put it in our little friend's back. It will go boom after 6 astroseconds. So you better hurry. I'll give you some cover. When you attach it to his back, press this little green button."

He pointed at a small button in the left side of the missile. He then threw the missile to Lore-lock, but before he could se if the Scout grabbed it, he turned around and started shooting at the Brute.

Training Room

Lore-lock deftly caught the package of big bang, and chuckled. "This should be interesting" he commented as he transformed into his vehicle mode so that he could blind-side the massive juggernaut. As the scout maneuvered into position he thought about the best way to get this bundle of pain to stick to the behemoth. so he opened a comm to Blackstrike >>Do ya think a gash in this slaggard's back will help your gift do it's job?<<
edited to tie in with main thread.
Not soon after Lore-lock finished his chirp to Blackstrike, and before the scout was even in position he heard his own name over the com system, coming from a very authoritative voice at that.

“>>Smokescreen, Hound, Lore-Lock, and Hex, report to the bounce chamber immediately for mission assignment and deployment!”<<

"I think we may have to put a hold on this. Someone needs me to do something else." the grey bot announces, and then thinks, I hope it's not more sensitivity training, I don't care about the war!!