by BlackDiamond » Sun Dec 09, 2007 11:15 pm
- Motto: "Anything worth fighting for, is worth fighting dirty for."
- Weapon: Rapid-Fire, Electrostatic Pulse Rifle
Autobase Prime: Medbay
Blurr bounded enthusiastically over to Stormfire, as the latter was stepping towards the doors leading out of the medbay.
“Hey-Stormfire-how-are-you-doing?-You-look-much-better-then-you-did-when-we-carried-
you-in-here.-Which-is-of-course-to-be-expected-when-we-have-some-of-the-finest-
medical-staff-here-to-patch-you-up.-How-is-your-cranial-unit-doing?-You-must-have-
took-a-hard-hit-there-earlier-because-you-were-talking-oddly.-Jedishen-and-I-carried-
you-in-here-pretty-much-as-soon-as-we-got-here-so-not-many-mechs-heard-you-talking-
about-yourself-in-the-third-person-so-you-don’t-have-to-worry-about-being-
embarrassed,” Blurr rattled on in an almost endless stream of words.
Pausing for an astrosecond to glance at Strafe and Jedishen, the blue transformer returned his gaze to Stormfire and addressed him once more.
“So-are-you-heading-up-to-the-command-center-with-us?-Sorry-if-you-said-what-you-
were-doing-earlier,-but-I-got-distracted-and-wasn’t-paying-attention.”