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Post by Breech Loader on Jan 19, 2015 1:02:56 GMT
Yes, Hotwire thought, Gearchange was badly hurt. Shockwave wanted him alive, but if he wanted him to stay alive, he'd have to get him to a Medic's table.
She fired another shot from her Scatter Blaster down. It didn't hit anybody, but the amount of damage it caused was huge, and certainly offputting to any further attempts. The Autobots would just have to accept that they had failed to rescue their boss, and suck on it.
She looked at Lockdown again, awaiting arrival at his ship. Still, she kept one hand on her sword warily, in case of a back-stab.
(To the ship!)
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Post by Taggon on Jan 19, 2015 1:10:06 GMT
The instant he hit the ground, Taggon couldn't believe himself. He had failed. Failure was unacceptable. Taggon snapped out of his small sorrow as he looked at Stomrgear, who was leaking her energon every where. I am so sorry sir. Taggon thought to Gearchange, glancing at the Maximus one last time before he was captured. After this, he would offer Feenixfire to chop off his helm, or gouge out his other eye. He had failed. it was not a matter of pride, but it was the fat that he was supposed to be helping the Autobot cause, not letting them be captured. Here he was, a failure though.
Taggon focused on Stormgear once more, "Hold on Soldier." Taggon knew that if he had failed Gearchange, this very moment he could not afford to fail Stormgear. He picked her up, and summoned a ground bridge to the medical bay. This was the fourth patient they would be getting from him, but he didn't care. Within seconds, the familiar green warp bridge appeared. Taggon's single functional optic was blazing with fear, rage, and despair. Yet he showed none of them, he just calmly picked Stormgear up, and walked for the ground bridge. He was going to let it all out later. He began to walk, but even in his calm anyone would be able to see that Taggon was not at all pleased with his failure. The ground bridge was only a few footsteps away, and Taggon entered it with Stomrgear in his arms, vanishing behind the green warp before it closed.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Jan 19, 2015 1:18:44 GMT
((Where to Taggon?))
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Post by Lockdown on Jan 19, 2015 1:27:42 GMT
Perhaps the last thing the Autobots wanted to see was their perish Maximus disappear from their sight. That was exactly what happened, the tractor beam finally made them reach its core, where Lockdown would thrown Gearchange off to the platform deck inside. The night ship's bottom haul would power the tractor beam down, closing itself shut. From there, Lockdown's ship would start to levitate up higher and higher, beginning to hover towards the clouds in the air. Attacking him now in his nightmare ship would be suicide for two bots.
The bounty hunter walked to a nearby control station, pressing a code to speak through the speaker to the command deck.
"Activate the dark matter drives, full power. We're leaving."
OOC: Alright, I'm off for the night, ill make my next post tomorrow.
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Post by Taggon on Jan 19, 2015 1:52:20 GMT
((For Astrinal: Medical bay. Posted there.))
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Post by Light Striker on Jan 19, 2015 4:52:09 GMT
Ooc: gone afew days because i had to move and jeeze i missed alot
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Jan 19, 2015 4:52:54 GMT
((Eeeeyup, sure did XD))
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Post by Light Striker on Jan 19, 2015 5:11:45 GMT
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Jan 19, 2015 14:13:05 GMT
(( striker: Did you know it was a planned capture?))
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Post by Light Striker on Jan 19, 2015 15:31:48 GMT
Ooc: I did'nt know that, I shall void it
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Post by Shockwave on Jan 23, 2015 2:24:24 GMT
Void
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Post by Breech Loader on Jan 23, 2015 22:38:28 GMT
Hotwire continued to glower at Lockdown, a distinctly sour expression on her face as they ascended, "So what do you want, anyway?" she snapped at him.
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Post by Lockdown on Jan 23, 2015 23:14:47 GMT
"Now's the time for you to shut up. You're on my ship and ill say when you have permission to speak. First let me put him in the stockades.
Approaching the Autobot's bulky husk, Lockdown kneed down his chassis, inspecting his left wounded leg. Forming a small grin, the bounty swung his razor hook again, gouging through that same region where his pede and foot connected, only this time, he didn't bother aiming it through the same whole he stabbed in, instead, he gashed it just off by several inches and the sharp curved end had traveled this time far more deeper into his leg. It was a way he wanted to try and make sure that the bot would stay crippled while he was aboard.
Deciding he had a strong grasp with his hook, the mech raised himself up to his full height and forced Gearchange's leg to arch up as he started to drag him across the ship's flooring, making his way down the hallway and into the stockade him, expecting that Hotwire was to follow him from behind. Once inside, he dragged him over to the nearest open cell, in which resembled more of like a cage. Activating the cuff holders, Lockdown tried to lift him up, but found it difficult with the weight the mech held onto himself.
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Post by Breech Loader on Jan 23, 2015 23:30:13 GMT
Hotwire ground her teeth at Lockdown's words. As he dragged Gearchange away, she followed, then watched in renewed amusement as he struggled a little with the massive Autobot's weight.
"Having trouble?" she asked him snidely, "Of course not. You can do everything alone, right?"
Without waiting to be asked, she moved forwards and between them, they lifted the semi-conscious Gearchange into the cuffs.
"You're not the boss of me," she told the other Bounty Hunter as they manoeuvred Gearchange, "You can't tell me when to speak, even if this is your ship. What, do I need to get dinner on the table too?" She hated the idea of telling Lockdown he was good at fighting, "So, this is how you do the job..."
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Post by Lockdown on Jan 23, 2015 23:50:17 GMT
Struggling in his strength to pull the heavy weighted bot, Lockdown let out a low vent as he had assistance from Hotwire. With enough support grasped onto him, Gearchange would have each of his limbs magnetically sealed onto the electrical as well as hanging upside down in the cage-like cell. As doing so, he ripped his hook straight out from his leg, leaving out two deepened bled puncture wounds, before staring at him for a moment and then changing his glance over to the femme.
"This whole ship has been described by everyone whose visited here as a total nightmare. This is how quick I can do the job, now then, about the deal."
He shifted his frame to the other direction, beginning to walk towards the command deck, titling his helm back just to make sure she followed him. Knowing her this far, he knew she might try to loosen him out and escape to keep the bounty all for herself.
"Whatever reward Shockwave will have in store, I'm taking 70 percent of it. That will sound fair."
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Post by Breech Loader on Jan 23, 2015 23:59:51 GMT
70%? Was he kidding, or just haggling? Oh no, no way he was pulling that on her.
But either way, she wouldn't try to get Gearchange out in these circumstances. Well, not right now.
"Fair?!" Hotwire replied, "If I hadn't been there, those two brats who interfered would have punked your back seats. Not only did I distract Gearchange, I kept them on the line too," Her hands opened and closed in obvious agitation, and Lockdown could hear her rotors rattling on her back, "And when I fired off the Scatter Blaster, I threw off their pursuit. That little 'bot chick would have dragged him right out of your tractor beam if not for me. If anybody deserves 70% it's me, but I'll go easy and demand 65% my way and throw in his equip. It's my freaking job."
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Post by Lockdown on Jan 24, 2015 0:11:15 GMT
As the main doors to his command deck slid open, the Cyberwolf hounds already having picked up the unfamiliar scent of the femme quickly scattered and rushed over besides Lockdown, violently barking at her. One in particular was at a short distance, in a position that would suggest he was ready to pounce on her. The bounty hunter quickly made a strange chirping sound to call them off, causing them to back away a bit, but their growling would continue. He slid his razor hook away back in his servo, proceeding down the steps to meet at his captain's chair, glancing back at her as he raised one of his arm's, lifting a digit to point directly into her faceplate.
"Hmph? You? If I hadn't come, Gearchange would have finished you off by himself. Besides, I was the one who defeated that other Autobot by firing my missiles at her. I didn't need your help, I had the situation under control from the beginning. If you seriously believe I am going to accept your offer, your going to die here and now. Since I'm in pleasant mood, ill lower it to 65%".
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Post by Breech Loader on Jan 24, 2015 0:28:14 GMT
"Fattest part of my aft. You know what I say about guys with scars?" Hotwire pointed at his face, "I say the guy without the scars is the better fighter!"
She stood over him, not in the slightest afraid of the dogs and took Lockdown's finger, pointing it aside.
"Sure, you could use your dogs to kill me. Maybe. Doesn't exactly say much for your battle prowess, does it? You didn't have the situation at the beginning; I did. And you wouldn't know who to go to for the best price without me. And if had been one on one, don't tell me you wouldn't have ended the fight with an axe in your chassis."
She looked down at the dogs.
"And I'm not afraid of those dogs. I've cleared out whole rebel bases with more fighters." One of them growled at her again, and she hissed back like a cat, "60%."
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Post by Lockdown on Jan 25, 2015 20:49:30 GMT
Grunting, he'd put his arm on her shoulder pad, forcefully shoving her back, causing his dogs to bark more louder. He saw how much temptation had pulled onto them that they seriously wanted to attack her, but in truth, he found it amusing she was on a bounty that depended on her life. He couldn't say it exactly, but it gave him the feeling she wasn't a good merc whose been warned of death.
"I've handled bounties triple his size and five times the danger by myself, what have you done? I can tell that if you've been warned on your life if you couldn't collect the goal, he must see you as a failure, what a pity. We're done talking, we've been granted access to the Nemesis, follow."
As the computer verified a groundbridge would be opened in the stockade room, Lockdown made sure Hotwire would follow him behind, allowing for the Cyberwolfs to stalk behind, just for any case she would have any ideas.
Making his way down the hall and into the large room, a green portal had already emerged. Walking up to Gearchange's cell, the bounty hunter clamped down a pair of electro cuffs onto his wrists, before deactivating his restraints in the cell. Due to those deep puncture wounds between his left pede and leg, he was sure he was nearly crippled, so he assisted him by the shoulder to head for the groundbridge.
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Post by Breech Loader on Jan 25, 2015 21:12:38 GMT
Hotwire had been warned of death for failure, and it infuriated her that Lockdown dared to think of her as inferior. Being well-known wasn't necesserily a sign of success. In fact famous Mercs were doomed to eke out their lives fearful and hunted.
It also angered her that Lockdown thought she was untrustworthy.
And she wasn't in the least afraid of those big dogs either. Especially not when she had her EMP guns so close at hand.
"I'll take that as fifty-fifty then," she replied as she followed him. Abruptly he felt something metal rap between his shoulderblades gently, and turned to see Hotwire just smiling and looking at her own blade innocently. Even his Cyberwolfs looked a little taken aback at how fast she had moved, "And stop thinking I'm a frightened, stupid little femme. Are you really so much smarter by turning your back to me?"
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