Outside Area 51
Even from the rear, Pipes could hear the trade of barbs and retorts made between Arcee and Sunstreaker. He wasn’t entirely familiar with either of the two, and he tried his best to not pay any attention. Though, he had to admit he could sympathize with the female Autobot. For as different as their two races were, the Cybertronian had a certain respect towards the Earthlings, for their intuitive nature and specialized mechanical ability. Surely she was right, were they not worth protecting?
As he approached the others, he did not have a chance to speak his mind, as the ground shook under him. The Autobot nearly lost his balance but thankfully kept his balance. Transforming to a truck cab, Pipes moved on forward towards what he thought to be the approaching enemy.
“Come on guys, let’s not fight each other. The real battle is ahead of us." He said to his comrades in passing.
Swindle was somewhat taken back by Runamuck’s retort. True he was very rough-edged, even for a Decepticon. However, that was no call for rudeness, at least in his mind.
“Hmph. Touchy, aren’t we?" Swindle said to himself, “Well, as Megatron commands."
The Jeep Wrangler followed the large cloud of dust left behind by Runamuck, driving along the winding path of the canyon and on to the highway. As he drove down the road to the target, he took note of the number of human-driven vehicles, now battered and broken, lying about on the desert fields. Even though he couldn’t readily see him, Swindle could easily see all this mindless bedlam for what it was; Runamuck having fun.
“I can’t say that this behavior is standard protocol." He mused to himself, carefully avoiding the wrecks littered along the hot asphalt. From what little he had gathered during his time on this planet, the Decepticon thought of how these human would be needing insurance to cover the damages and how quickly a profit could be gained from such an endeavor. For such inferior creatures, these were a people with a very dirty sense of business, something that the former arms dealer respected in a sense. Were some situations different, they could make for some worthy business partners in free enterprise. Sadly, these plans could not be made, at least not in the present. With that, Swindle continued onto the Extraterrestrial Highway and towards his mission destination.