The Energon Pub

Ewa Forest Reserve

After a short trip in the air, Blast-Off landed once again. He couldn't help but snicker at Offroad's little stunt, but his back was hurting too much to take any real enjoyment out of it. Once the bay doors opened, Vortex pushed himself to his feet with a grunt of pain and headed to the edge before hopping off.

"Ow," the Combaticon grunted. "Hopefully everyone else makes it. Be a shame for the op to go FUBAR now."

Abandoned Ranger Station

Hot Spot wrote:"What are we waiting on, Prowl? I doubt the Cons will chase us but still need to get out before the humans coming hunting us. Brawl's attacks has a tendency to draw attention with all of the explosions. As for the tree, it wasn't one of my best ideas but better than having my weapon start a forest fire with any backwash. This little run in with the Cons does make me wonder if we need to get some drills like this going once we get a little down time."

“We’re waiting on the last of the equipment to be bounced to the Trion,” Prowl responded to Hot Spot who had Pinpoint in tow. The military strategist then turned to the holographic specialist. “Hound, you done taking down that holo-emitter yet. Time is of the essence here.” Just as Prowl finished speaking, another explosion erupted nearby, likely from the Combaticon Brawl.

“Yes, sir! All finished,” Hound replied as he sent a signal up to the Trion for a return bounce. Within astroseconds, the holo-emitter disappeared in a flash of brilliance. “That was the last of the equipment, sir.”

“Good. Then lets get up to the Trion and…”

“Um, sir?” One of the two autotroopers interrupted.

“What is it?” Prowl asked as he pressed his actuator tips into either side of the bridge of his nose.

“I just doubled checked, sir, and it appears that we once again have access to the bounce systems on both the Guardian and Ark-22.”

“Eureka!” The black and white exclaimed, not caring how loud he had been. “I guess Magnus got wind of Red Alert’s little fit and made him change it back. Good. Now, everyone take a position in the center of the clearing.” As Prowl did so, he looked over at the two autotroopers. “You two, bounce up to the Trion anyway. Take care of the equipment that's already there. The rest of you…” the prick-bot paused, now looking at the other five ‘Bots present. “…you’re all coming back with me to the Guardian.”

“Understood, sir,” Hound replied as the two autotroopers sent their signals and quickly bounced away, leaving the rest of the Autobots behind. The green scout then took up a position next to Prowl and the others and awaited to be back on the Guardian. “I always like coming to Earth, sir, but I could use a rest after this mission. I’ve seen enough green for awhile.”

Prowl nodded to the scout before sending a return bounce signal to the Guardian for the entire group. Within moments, Prowl, Hound, Hot Spot, Pinpoint, Rook and Nova Strike were all enveloped in a bright light before being whisked away out of sight.

((OOC: Prowl’s group of ‘Bots can now post in the Guardian thread.))

Skies

Skywarp had managed to teleport once again to avoid being struck by any of Hound’s incoming missiles. Reappearing a short distance away, the prankster flew back to where he last saw the Autobots. Of course, they were now gone, having fled into the forest below. ‘Warp got another lock on their transponder signals and was about to transmit the new coordinates down to Brawl when several bounce beams shot up through the trees and into the skies above. The Autobot signals then disappeared.

>>”Well, I guess we sure showed them! The Autoscraps had tucked tail and bounced back to their ship.”<< Skywarp commed to the other Seekers and the Combaticons. >>”On my way to the rendezvous point.”<<

With a bit of pain in his left wing, Skywarp managed to change his heading as Nightraven came up alongside him, having avoided Hound’s rockets, as well. >>”Hey, ‘Cracker, care to join us? Heh.”<< And with that, ‘Warp flew off towards the rendezvous point.

Rendezvous Point

Coming down through the trees, Skywarp transformed back into his robot mode and landed gently on the ground with Nightraven right by his side. “We’re here,” the teleporter declared to Blast Off, Vortex and Offroad, who had already arrived. “Thundercracker will join us shortly.”

Skywarp then deactivated his digital camo-mesh, returning him to his usual black and purple color scheme. It felt good to look like his old self again, but what he really needed was to get his wing fixed and then take a nice oil bath. Yeah, that would hit the spot. “Let’s get the frag outta here already. I’ve had enough of this slime ball of a planet to last several vorns.”

Rendezvous Point

"Thank you for the ride, shuttle-mech." Offroad snickered. Blast Off was a good practice dummy for some humour. He liked it, but he'd have to eventually pick on someone else if he wanted to get some fun out of it. But for now, that was not the immediate concern. He hopped out of the Combaticon to find himself amongst the rest of the team.

Skywarp wrote:"Let’s get the frag outta here already. I’ve had enough of this slime ball of a planet to last several vorns.”

The extreme-conditions warrior chuckled. "I'm sure we'd all appreciate if you left this slime ball too, Skywarp." Offroad smirked as he delivered the verbal jab at the teleporter.

Rendezvous Point

Overhead, Ratbat circled the group of arriving Decepticons; he wanted to toss out a few more random scans of the area to make sure that they were in the clear, and just in case he missed something he didn't want to be in the middle of a large target.

Once he was satisfied that he was unlikely to find himself in the midst of some Autobot barrage, he arced lower before finally alighting on the ground near the others.

"Where's missile man? We need to get out of here before the rotorific wonder here loses his cargo and we have to do this all over again. Like these fleshbags don't suspect enough as it is."

Rendezvous Point

"And they shouldn't." Onslaught spoke emerging from the forest towards the rest of his team, his words directed towards Ratbat's latest statement. "We've got enough countermeasures up to keep them in believing this was a simple weapons test for nearly ten solar rotations." Onslaught pressed a few more keys before closing the panel that ran alongside his forearm. He took note of everyone currently assembled. Seems everyone was currently present, sans Thundercracker for the time being. At least Blast-Off had both Vortex and the cargo on board.

"I've sent the signal to the Thanatos, everyone standby to bounce back."





((OOC: If we're looking to close up this thread, I think it's safe to say the Decepticons are free to start posting in the Thanatos thread once more.))

((OOC: With the 'Bots and 'Cons back on their respective ships, this thread is now closed.))