Motormaster. A mechanoid so vile that he was hated by his own team of misfits. A remorseless bully convinced of his own invulnerability and with the power to back up his claims. So, why he had not gone after the leadership of the Decepticons? Quite simply, he did not want to. If someone thought otherwise, they did not know him. Leading an empire spread across the stars was hardly something Motormaster could imagine giving him satisfaction. No, he liked his hands dirty, wading knee deep in the spilled energon of his victims. He was glad to leave bureaucracy and micromanaging an empire to those more willing. Nor was he as delusional as Ramjet who obviously believed being able to challenge Megatron's strongest generals for the throne of the Empire.
Yet, here - onboard the Ultrax, Motormaster was at the top of the food chain. And he was going to exploit the opportunity given to him to the fullest. As it seemed obvious enough that no one would dare to challenge him and his support towards Starscream directly, Motormaster decided that further posturing was unnecessary. Fear controlled even those with most ambition. Spitting a glob of lubricant on Ramjet's unconscious carcass, Motormaster straightened out and turned his gaze towards Dead End
"Drag the slagger into the repair bay but make sure he is the last one to get any treatment." Motormaster boomed his response to the question presented by his morose minion before following the others addressed by Starscream into the bridge.
Astrotrain did not like Hook
. Hardly anyone did. The way the engineer carried himself, the smug arrogance and air of superiority. Still, aside the high command, all Decepticons rather endured Hook and his snobbishness than endangered their continued well being. For there was no better surgeon within the Decepticon ranks and no one escaped battle damage.
And thus, Astrotrain followed Hook's instructions, placing Hook's patients to the tables pointed out to the large triplechanger without a single argument. Having done what asked of him and noticing badly damaged Baneblade making his own way in, Astrotrain quickly left the repair bay to check if there were any other Decepticons left in the bounce chamber that needed to be carried in the repair bay.
Thundercracker had watched in horror when he had realized what Ramjet was after. The power hungry conehead's play for power could have crushed all the hopes for the Decepticons to recover from the devastating blow that losing Megatron had been. Starscream had fallen. However Ramjet's victory had been short lived for Motormaster had decimated the conehead in few astroseconds. To Thundercracker's relief, something had gone wrong in Ramjet's assassination attempt. From that distance, a dual blast from standard seeker laser cannons would have critically injured even Starscream. Given how quickly the seeker leader had risen up, Ramjet's aim must have been off or his energy levels down. And thus, an event that could have changed everything was turned into another humiliation of Ramjet.
"I doubt he will 'Warp
." Thundercracker chuckled. "Too many blows to head. If anything, Motormaster made it even worse."
“I…uh…sorry about that."
The sudden voice of Nightraven turned Thundercracker's attention away from the spectacle at hand and towards the femme next to him. He had barely registered Nightraven
clinging on his arm due to what he had just witnessed.
"No harm done Raven." Thundercracker said, flashing an ankward smile of his own, while being bit confused by the femme brushing her wings against both him and Skywarp. "I am just relieved Ramjet didn't succeed. I just shudder to think the seekers being in debt of honor to Motormaster."