by Light Blade » Thu Nov 08, 2007 3:35 pm
- Motto: "I what?... HELP!"
- Weapon: Dark Saber Sword
Autobase Nu - Medbay
Minerva looked up from her work as Brewer addressed her. She flashed a grateful smile for his proposal
‘Thanks Brewer, any help I can get would be appreciated, If you could see your way to doing what you can with poor Archangel’s arms, I’d be extremely grateful.’ She quickly scanned over the results from Brewers scan of Silverbolt, it was nothing more serious than a busted hydraulic, it would be painful and stop the mech from moving, but he’d survive for a while. Minerva quickly went over to Silverbolt to explain the situation
‘Silverbolt, you’ve got a busted hydraulic from the look of these scans, it might be painful, but it’s not dangerous, I’ll have you patched up soon, but I really need to get Archangel online, I hope you understand…’
Minerva’s voice trailed off. That had come out so badly, unsympathetic and just callous. She hated being in these kinds of situations. Slowly Minerva turned her back on Silverbolt and moved back to Archangel. The mech’s head had been repaired, and Minerva began to fix the joints and servos that kept that head on a body. Apart from his arms and neck, Archangel was ready for a good long rest in CR.
Autobase Nu - Command Centre
Topspin couldn’t believe his luck, he was going out on a spying mission to map out enemy position and… terrain. Topspin practically jumped with excitement at Prowl’s idea, he turned and moved over to Kup
‘So when are we going? Are we going to stick together or cover each other’s movements, or is one guy going to be bait whilst the other prepares an ambush? We could take out quiet a few cons that way. Well why are we waiting, let’s go!’
Topspin stared at Kup, imploring him to get a move on, Topspin was twitching for action.
Autobase Nu - Hallways
Broadside was heading over to med bay, word had got round of an ambush, and Broadside wanted to find out what was going on, having been in CR for a few breems now. As he headed towards his destination Broadside considered asking Prowl, but quickly realised that the mech was probably planning some sort of retribution on his own cold logical way, and would rather be left alone. Still it was worth telling him that Broadside was around.
‘Prowl, this is Broadside reporting for duty, give me a shout if you need anything’
Broadside turned the corner to the med bay and was confronted by the forms of Forte and Sub-Zero, who appeared to be guarding the door. Broadside approached.
Hey, can either of you two give me an idea of what’s going on?? I’ve been out of it for a while.