Hexiden
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Post by Hexiden on May 20, 2015 23:31:38 GMT
Hexiden frowns. He doesn't know exactly what Seabell said, but his time with Windchime taught him that hissing is definitely offensive. He bares his inner mandibles a bit in insult and makes a light screech in surprise at the incoming hammer and sudden spikes. He crosses his arms and puts them up to block the hammer...only for it to break through the spikes and his arms. He get's knocked back against the wall with his arms missing from the elbow down. He clicks lowly in pain.
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windchime
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Post by windchime on May 20, 2015 23:58:50 GMT
Seabell smashes then crystals instead of hexiden...her spinal spikes had been damaged and crystals had been shattered everywhere....wind had dissapeared off to get some sedatives in a needle.... "All decepticons must die!even the yucky buggy ones!!! Yucky!!!!" seabell grunts angrily. wind then pounces on seabell who was still trying to smash hexiden in...only to be grabbed by the neck by windchime who then injected the sedatives.
Wind helps seabell over to a berth panting...."what the in the pits....is wrong with you.....you never used to be so bad...." seabell growls lazily as she was rolled onto her side as wind starts attaching medical drips into seabell. Something seems definitely off about her...."why....you give me purple crystal candy mister.........I.....I...." seabell slurs tiredly as the sedatives takes effect.
Wind sighs looking at the mess...
She looks at wildfire and Gearchange"I'm....so sorry on my mothers behalf..... I'm not sure how she got here....something isn't right......I ask for your forgiveness....we need to put her in a safe zone.....I don't want to get in trouble with the prime...my mother is a good femme please understand....our clans past....we didn't have anything to do with others till the war started......." she says crying at gear change and wildfire
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Post by Gearchange on May 21, 2015 12:38:21 GMT
I understand, the predacons didn't trust Autobots until I had my run in with Feenix, especially after what the Decepticons did to the clans.
There is an isolation ward, she should be safe there. Just keep an eye on her alright? Insecticon or not... They played a huge part in the war for cybertron... and most allied with them.
Gearchange shuffles in his bed a little, picking up his pad which had been displaying his wrecker core.
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on May 21, 2015 15:45:22 GMT
Keep your mother away from me!!!
*Came Targix's voice from the vent.*
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Hexiden
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Post by Hexiden on May 21, 2015 16:37:57 GMT
Hexiden groans and clicks in pain as he slowly stands back up. His arm stubs leak energon and some armor plates crack and break off as he stands. ...Now...that was the greeting I was expecting when I got here, here, here.
He looks down to see his servos twitching on the ground and he vents, more annoyed than panicked about his limb loss. He glanced at the vent opening where Targix's voice came from and taps it with his clawed pede. Be nice to your grangfemme, -femme, -femme.
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Post by Wildfire Lockheart on May 21, 2015 17:29:27 GMT
"It's okay Wind. I would recommend the same as what my dad has, the isolation ward might be safer for her."
*Wild says with a smile.*
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windchime
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Post by windchime on May 22, 2015 7:55:09 GMT
She bites her lip as seabell was now fully passed out from the sedatives drooling....her optics widen as she sees hexiden's arms which have been ripped off "well I ainnt going yet till he is taken care of.....what are the opinions of the Autobots.....of a Insecticon? He's a good mech.....I trust him....I'm worried everyone won't...as you have seen just then with my mom......" she looks nervous as she waddles over to the medical supplies.
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Post by Gearchange on May 22, 2015 12:49:48 GMT
Well... if Predacons can get along with Autobots and if they can get along with Insecticons alright... I don't see why not.
I've seen a few independant insecticons, some solitary and others quite dependant on the hive or society feeling.
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on May 22, 2015 15:28:32 GMT
*Targix's growls could be heard from the vent.*
Fine!
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windchime
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Post by windchime on May 22, 2015 16:39:38 GMT
Wind chuckles at Targix's voice as she walks back to hexiden with some medical gear.."its safe to come out Targix she's knocked out.....phew..... Okay I'm sorry mister.....I haven't introduced myself.....I'm windchime and you are..... Wildfire's father.....?"
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Post by Wildfire Lockheart on May 22, 2015 17:41:17 GMT
"What my dad said, I don't mind Insecticons, and Predacons are accepted so I don't see why not."
*She says. Getting out her pad to check the student training.*
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Post by Gearchange on May 22, 2015 17:58:26 GMT
Gearchange... Just Gearchange, I'm no longer the Maximus of this faction.
Buuut... I would be Gearchange Lockheart to any predacon, since its a matriarchal society.
Wildfire is one of my oldest children, her brother Helix runs the bar onboard the base and then there's my youngest, Burnout. He's at the Academy.
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Post by Deleted on May 22, 2015 19:44:43 GMT
Tire comes in the Ward to only sit down, recover and wait for the Mistress to follow after him
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Post by Feenixfire Lockheart on May 22, 2015 20:35:17 GMT
*Feenix drags the prisoner in and throws him in a mail order box. Ready to ship him off in pieces to the cons. She then drags herself in as she hears Gearchange speak, despite the pain, she grinned.*
"Hun?"
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Post by Gearchange on May 22, 2015 20:40:49 GMT
What happened to you Fee, you look worse for wear than I am right now.
He was happy to see a familiar face like hers, right now Wild was the only one really he could trust in the medical bay, but now Feenix was here it felt a bit more homely.
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Post by Feenixfire Lockheart on May 22, 2015 20:51:07 GMT
"Not much. Just doing my job. Ow.... Oh! You look like yourself again! I forgot how handsome you are. Hello Wildfire."
*She drags her large bird body to Gearchange as horrible bone grinding could be heard from her.*
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Post by Wildfire Lockheart on May 22, 2015 20:54:41 GMT
"Hey mum! Ummm you okay?"
*Wild chirps in concern.*
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Post by Gearchange on May 22, 2015 21:02:06 GMT
Sounds like her joints have rusted, Wildfire fetch some oil for her systems. Hopefully that should remove the rusted joints and get the systems going again.
Gearchange reaches out to Feenix and rubs her beak a little.
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on May 22, 2015 21:07:40 GMT
*The vent would then bust open and an angered Targix would crawl out, getting back onto his feet, he brushed himself off and growled.*
*A few moments later, Afterburner commed Feenix.*
:: Feenix!? The hell is going on here! Water is piling up my room! ::
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Post by Feenixfire Lockheart on May 22, 2015 21:14:21 GMT
*Feenix grins and says only one word into the comm.*
:: Survive. ::
*She then comes off the command and caws sweetly at the beak rubs, her beak hanging open a bit.*
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