- Motto: "Good food and good drink can do only half of what their excellent variations can."
- Weapon: Crossbow
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!!