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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Dec 6, 2016 20:26:06 GMT
The Prime knew what he saw, he wasn't crazy. As his senses weren't fully back online yet, he wouldn't pay attention to those things not concerning him at this very moment. This resulted in him not listening to what the small car said to him. He didn't recognize the bot either, meaing that he ranked even lower on his priority-list. The medic telling him to do things went in through one audial and out through the other one. He knw he was supposed to not move, but this bot, or rather con, was still over there. It looked like he had tried to escape, but now he was stuck in the room, stuck with him. The small canistarian went away from him, probably to do something else. Sky couldn't focus long wnough on that thought to bother figuring out where, It was all foggy in his helm because of the "lack" of energon. He did however notice that after a short while, the figure was covered in what looked like snow. That was weird, but it made it easier to see where the con was.
When the con lept towards a bot, using it as hostage, a lot of things happened. Dia moved and something went through the air at the con, Sy and Blackjack did something that Sky couldn'y wrap his thoughts around. He could focus on one thing though and that thing was the con. His mind was clouded, but his primary weapon functions weren't. He had come directly from the battlefield, hs body was still thinking it was in a fight, and now it was. He felt the energon moving, rearranging itself within him. His large tank cannons both took aim at the con and fired, sending their 235mm AP shells hurling at him at breakneck speed in close quarters. The impact would be devastating, nothing exploded but they had enough force to go through thick metal alloys, even full cybertronians, so whatever he used as a protection wouldn't be much of a cover. Sky didn't care about allies or enemies now, his body was shifting into battle phase. As the cannons fired, he sat up and basically threw himself up from the berth. In just a few steps he had reached the point where the con was, his optics burning with pure hatred.
The hostage situation was pointless, at least to him. He would just grab what Wingover was using as hostage and throw the bot beside him. He was quite a bit stronger than WingOver too, so the chance of him being able to hold the person there was slim. His other servo swung up in a punch, firing the tank cannon that was on it. As Wing stood against a wall, there was nowhere to run. The first servo came back up, digits stretched out like claws meant for digging into armor, heading straight for the shoulder. If it connected, the punch would have enough force to severly harm, maybe even fully destroy the shoulder joint. His two large tank cannons aimed slightly downwards over his shoulders, straight at the con's chest before firing another salvo, which wouldn't really stop against a wall either. Under normal circunstances Sky wouldn't have gone too far, but this wasn't one of those situations. No, now he wanted to kill, his mind focused on it. It was driven by it, and he wouldn't stop until the con wasn't moving anymore. His guns on his upper arms fired at the con, His chest cannon fired too, sending metal projectiles into Wingover, albeit weak ones. During all of this, Sky wouldn't stop punching and tearing away and the Seeker's body and limbs.
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Post by Novaflame on Dec 6, 2016 22:11:19 GMT
Nova nodded and waited, or was going to until he noticed that Ultra Nitron was taken hostage, he went to do something about it until he heard a loud noise, like a tank firing its cannons, he realized Skyspray was up and fired his cannons, he dove out of the way and looked up only to find the seeker once again under attack, he was sickened by the gristly sight, this was a half conscious, energon drunk mech who was not fully aware of his own actions, other than the sight of a Decepticon taking a medic hostage had triggered him into taking action. Nova felt awful he had caused someone to suffer, but if he had not have alerted anyone, he would have also betrayed his own cause, and would not be safe anywhere. He knew he did the right thing, but he could not bare to see another suffer like this, he had to do something, he did not wish to overstep his bounds, but Decepticon or not, this is STILL a med bay, and to attack a patient and kill him is still a war crime, he would deal with WingOver later. Nova grabs his medical kit, grabs his sedative and runs over to the berserk-ed prime and sedated him, he knew he could get thrown off, but as long as the sedative was administered, he did not care if he was thrown or hurt by the hulking behemoth, but he did not want to see any fighting or cruelty in the medical bay. Skyspray (Aquahaze) , That is enough, this is not the time or the place for aggression, this is a med bay, you have been sedated, throw me around all you want, but you will soon feel its effects, and you will have no choice but to stop. Nova knew the risks, he knew he could get in trouble, but he had to stop him, without hurting the prime, but rather by making it impossible to continue his semi-conscious rampage. Nova stayed there with the prime, so he may be certain that his sedative has taken effect so he can help the others get him to his berth so he may get WingOver to the surgical ward, he would not be able to fix WingOver personally, but he could get him to another ward to save him if he can, or if he can get the permission to, if not, then he would have to begrudgingly allow a wounded warrior to die of his wounds, something he is not comfortable with.
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Post by WheelSpin on Dec 7, 2016 12:27:08 GMT
After the display of violence that came from the Prime Wheelspin was very certain to keep silent. Only when he saw Baellfire, a much smaller femme grounder, being thrown aside, had he moved to snatch her out of harm's reach, pulling at her frame to move her where it was safe. Ultra Nitron The fact he had somehow found his way to the opposite side of the room had nothing at all to do with the raving mad tank bot. No. He just simply saw that there were things that needed to be done on that side. Like, perhaps offering some assistance to Ratchet, any assistance, heck he'd pick the mop up if that kept him safe from being torn to pieces. Ok maybe he would not go as far as to pick up a mop, but his presence on the opposite side had truthfully nothing to do with apprehension over what had just taken place. He was one of the lesser injured, right? So him staying out of the way of the medics at work was a sound and helpful decision. "...Who did work on that Con? Hey, you alright?" He shook his helm. His weapons should have been removed and his abilities blocked. Not that it did him any good now, luckily. Anyway, from where he stood, he still observed the scene taking place. The firing that was surely trashing the medbay, the attempt of a Seeker to stop the rampage for the sake of the other only slightly shorter seeker. He could not spot a con emblem on the one trying, but neither was there an autobot one there yet.
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Post by Ultra Nitron on Dec 7, 2016 19:36:36 GMT
One moment she was being held as a hostage in the arms of one mech and the next she was in the arms of another. If she had the ability to shout out in pain she would have. The second the shells ripped through her side, she started to black out. After a few moments, her pain somehow got even worse as her thin frame slammed against the wall. Before she completely blacked out, she was shocked back to consciousness as someone pulled her to the side. She looked to the mech that was now holding her as she tried to respond but all that came out was a few gasps and wheezes. She felt around trying to find something to stop the bleeding.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2016 22:50:52 GMT
It only took a matter of seconds for the medibay to become a joke to a life threatening situation. Skyspray had gone beserk firing his weapons around the medical facility and throwing around his medical staff. He watched as Novaflame tried to inject a sedative into Skyspray. Skidmark wss no medical expert, but that sedative would take more than 5 minutes to work. Skidmark had once dealt with this kind of rage before during his days as a off world Decepticon assassin. His training with Tesla Arc made him more than competent. Since Novaflame had just injected Skyspray, the leader would likely be more than happy to focus his warpath on the aerial bot. So before Skyspray did such a thing, Skidmark swiftly dashed over to Novaflame's posistion and pushed him away out of Skyspray's reach before the Prime would turn around.
"Come back again when you have a seditive strong enough to make a combiner drowsy."
Skidmark said as he reached for the sword on his back. His great sword. As soon as Skidmark placed his hand on the hilt, the gear in the centre of the hilt began to spin instantly, electrical sparks came from the sword and formed onto and around the blade. One strong swipe arcoss the waist would easily make Skyspray legless. The mech then spun around 180 degrees and swung his Great Sword at Skyspray's waist.
THUNK!
Thunk wasn't usually the sound that came with cutting someone in half with a great sword when charged with power. But that was the problem. The electrical power stopped, leaving Skidmark's Great Sword wedged into Skyspray's waist. And to top it off, Skidmark couldn't link his spark to it anymore. Something was wrong. This never happened before.
Whatever was going on, Skidmark had to leave his Great Sword stuck inside Skyspray. Even if Skyspray could pull it out he couldn't be able to use the power of the Great Sword in his primative state. So into response to losing the ability and possesstion of his Great Sword, Skidmark got out one of his reinforced regular swords and held it in his right hand. Since Skids had just stabbed Skyspray, he jump onto the Prime's back, make his way to his shoulders, jumped off the Prime's shoulders, land on the ground, reach out for the closest berth in his reach with his left hand and finally use all the force to lift it up off the ground and swing it around tonsmack Skyspray across the face with it. If anything this would surely slow down Skyspray if not daze him. All Skidmark had to do was to buy sometime for someone to inject the prime with a strong enough anaesthetic to, at most, knock out the Prime.
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Post by ShadowZone on Dec 8, 2016 14:14:06 GMT
At the sight of the cannons aiming WingOver had wanted to duck. He had not believed that the tank bot would shoot but the motion was instinctive rather than intentional. And just as he moved he thought he heard something move past. It had slid across his visor rather than enter an optic, shattering as it did so, two had missed its target and one had been a very close one. Had WingOver not moved it would have stuck itself deep in his neckline. But he had. He could neither leap to one side nor the other to get out of the way of the raving tank however as two bots appeared, each to one side of him. They were in the way and they were armed and somehow they had been able to see him. He wondered if it was the frosty touch that beast on the ceiling had given him or something else. The only direction he could have gone, with those bots in the way was forward, really and that was into the line of fire. His optics widened as a shell pierced through freshly repaired armour. His hold on the medic slackened. If he may have hoped to have enough time to turn a corner around the two Autobots and dive out of the way a second time, Sky made that impossible. The large tank lumbered towards him, yanked the Femme out of his grip like it was nothing and then attacked. Freshly repaired wing was hit with the fire from one of the cannons before a fist crushed against his armour. Sure, the nearly invisible bot tried to defend himself by firing at the tank with his ion rifle as well as his plasma-pulse gun. But did it help? It was too close, and the armour the other had was just damn tough. Still, WingOver managed perhaps three, four shots before his shoulder joint was crushed and he hissed in pain again, trying to twist under the arm even if that would damage his shoulder worse. When the cannons aimed down he attempted to duck further to get out of their range, crashing his chassis against the Tank's. The arm that was in a better state than the first tried shoving as well as firing at the tank, not so much to eliminate him, but more to give himself room to escape. He heard the glass of his cockpit shatter and could feel the metal twist as the tank continued to fire. He pushed back against the wall sliding along it until he hit the ground. When Nova ( Novaflame ) came he had wondered if the seeker would succeed in at least subduing the tank. Then Skidmark (@skidmark ) came and attacked and he did not know why the other bot had done that as well, but knew that as the blade moved forth he tried to use all the strength he had in his legs - not yet torn and damaged as much as his upper body was, to kick at one of Sky's knee joints. He wanted him to crash to the ground and looked for the part of the leg that might have been most damaged in the battle against the Cons earlier. His only arm not fully mangled yet tried to defend the fallen Seeker while he twisted to the side. Armour, his armour, lay about, scattered as it was torn. His invisibility was long gone. Partially because of the armour itself being damaged, partially because the energy needed to be conserved, again!
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Post by RedOptics on Dec 9, 2016 1:15:54 GMT
It all had happened so fast. The only thing she could see was utter chaos as the hulking mech was out of control. She sprung to action once moves were made to hurt him. Another electrolyte was in the room, but that wasn't a surprise to her. "Stay away from him!" She roared as Skidmark threw a whole damn berth as her mech. If Sky were to lose anymore energon, he'd possibly be as good as dead as he couldn't focus his power at a time like this, resulting in him to bleed out. The femme launched forward and clashed with Skidmark, discharging a different current that would most likely push him away.
"Provoking him further won't fix the problem!" Her tone was demanding as she stomped a trod, bearing her fangs in pure anger before turning to Skyspray, still furious in his somewhat drunken state. "We'll have to wait until he falls." Her ability couldn't stop him. The mech was built to take in hundreds if not thousands of volts, and her maximum was only 8000 at a time, sometimes even 10000. She knew that she herself couldn't stop him, and quite possibly not anyone else in the room. They'd have to wait for the sedative to take effect. And her watchful eye told her that soon his body would succumb to the anesthetic. Diamond sat down, cross-legged on a berth and hunched over, watching and knowing that he wouldn't recognize her in such a state.
If the seeker was strong enough to last another few moments, he'd be able to recover albeit slowly, then face the charges he deserved for his rash actions. For the Prime however, this wasn't going to look good on his resume.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Dec 9, 2016 22:21:51 GMT
The large seeker was a mild annoyance at best. Even though the mech had sedated him and spoke to him, Sky didn't as much as flinch. His focus was all on the decepticon scraphead in front of him. Sure, the sedatives would take effect soon, but was it soon enough to stop him? That was the question and at this point, it didn't look like it. His punches didn't slow down, energon was flying all over the place from the wounds, covering his armor in light-blue patches. this was what happened when you triggered a slumbering war-machine. He was trained to kill mindlessly, ignoring pain and whatelse might be in his way to destroy the target. Not a side of him he was proud of showing off, but it was there. Usually it never showed, he had enough self-control to never turn into this. Now he wasn't in contol from the beginning, making the transition into this much easier.
A secon mech attacked him from behind, not a big worry about that either. The mech in front of him had gone down on the ground now, a show that his assault had caused significant damage. That made it a lot harder to punch however, as the ground was so far down. That was when a sharp pain shot up through his side. He looked down and saw a big sword sticking out. It had gone through a little bit, but not cut off anything too severe. All his internal organs were still functioning just as they should. He growled slightly and looked around to see where the sword had come from. He saw a glimpse of that new bot before something big came right for him, smashing down towards his helm. Fortunately for him, his tesla coils and shoulder cannons both stuck up higher than the helm, meaning they took the hit instead. He grunted from the impact and took a step forwards, right on the downed mech. He heard the sound of metal breaking under his pede as he stepped on the seeker. His other leg was kicked by the downed mech the same time as the sword went through him, but the counteracting forces betwen the kick and the slash made him not fall towards either side.
His attention was yet again shifting to the seeker on the ground. Would he actually bend down enough to hurt him more? Was it worth the effort? The mech would bleed out wither way. He didn't seem to be attacked right now from behind so he took another step onto the wounded con, pinning him to the ground. Both his servos grabbed the blade of the sword firmly, making the edges cut into his digits. Energon poured out of the wounds but it was worth it in the long run. With a hard yank, he ripped the sword out of his side, grabbing the handel once he could reach it. Energon gushed out from the large hole in his side, covering the ground and WingOver in it. It felt good in his servos, and he looked down at the con while spinning th sword around so that the tip faced downwards. He slowly raised it downwards, feeling a wave of tiredness overcoming him. Ut was the sedatives that began to work. No, not now! This was too soon, he wasn't done yet! That was when he heard a voice, something about him falling. He recogniced that voice. Even in his murderous state he recognized it.
Forgive me...
He mumbled quietly before raising the sword and thrusting it down rapidly, with all his strength, straight down and into WingOver. Sky might be dizzy, tired and enraged, but he knew exactly where to hit to make things hurt. He'd be able to do that while asleep. He aimed at the T-cog, and that was where it was 99% guaranteed to hit, especially as Sky pinned the mech below his pedes. He also used all his weight behind it too, basically laying himself on the sword to push it further down, through the body and into the floor. He wouldn't see if it went all the way through though, as the sedatived did what they were meant to do and put Sky into a much needed recharge, ending the carnage, at least for now. What a mess.
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Post by Novaflame on Dec 10, 2016 1:39:05 GMT
Nova was glad that the prime finally passed out, thus ending his rampage. What a mess, they fix a guy up after Skyspray hurts him, then not long after he was cared for, Skyspray manages to slag him again, Mind you, As much as it pains me, there is the fact that we do have a fully armed and dangerous Decepticon here, and the moment he was feeling better, he took that opportunity.Nova Walks over to ShadowZone , and checks on him, he had Skyspray on him, a sword sticking out of him and a lot of nasty wounds from the sound thrashing he got from Skyspray. Nova knew that while they share the common bond among Seekers, it is now obvious that this one must be imprisoned, as before, he was taken in unfairly, as he had not committed any crimes at the time of arrest, but now WingOver has committed a crime, and a war crime at that in holding an enemy medic hostage. Skyspray would be charged under normal circumstances, but these were not normal circumstances, he noticed that he was barely conscious, he was acting on pure rage and instinct, thus cannot be held accountable. I am very sorry about this pal, but while I did not approve of you being arrested without probable cause, I also do not approve of hostilities in an enemy med bay, you held a medic hostage, thus putting injured mechs at risk, thus this is a very serious offense, plus, you managed to trigger a violent rage in Skyspray Prime, I hold no malice towards you, however, it is my duty as a city guard, even if my city lays in ruin on cybertron, to uphold cybertronian law, and even if I was still neutral, I would have still had little choice but to bring you in if I caught you doing this as a neutral party. So this time, I cannot defend you for being innocent of recent crimes, since you no longer are innocent of recent crimes.Nova explained to WingOver, not particularly liking this part of the job, he did somewhat grow attached to this seeker, but the fact is, this one, though incredibly handsome he is, he is still a dangerous con, he knew what must be done, he always didn't like locking up seekers, but he knew that not all seekers are law abiding, and there are a few bad sparks out there, and sadly, this was a seeker who could have done good if he was given half a chance, but there are many things that could have made him this way the, Whether it had been the functionists, being bullied far too hard as a sparklett, causing him to snap and not care anymore, or just living in the wrong neibornood, whatever it may be, it had made sure that any and all good in him was squeezed out and made him into a hardened Decepticon, and he may be too far gone to be saved without Mnemosurgery, and that is not something he would want to do, and while it may make him less dangerous, and he would no longer be imprisoned, but he did not like the idea of robbing a mech of free will. Nova gently moved Skyspray over after giving a look over, he had a nasty sword wound him his backstrut, he would allow the medics to care for him. Nova then picks up Skyspray with a lot of effort, as he is very much a heavy bot that ways 20 metric tonnes, and would be tough to carry. Nova used a firemechs carry to allow him to safely carry him to his berth without injuring himself in the process, he addressed RedOptics for for she seemed very worried about Skyspray. There, the medics will take care of him, seems that the former Kaon only tried to stop him, but honestly I knew it was best not to try anything, but to let the meds run its course so he would eventually pass out and his berserker rage is ended. You were correct on your assessment, m'lady, harming him would only worsen the situation, and he would end up having to be patched up again.Nova said while being very polite and calm. Nova then walked back over to where he was before, removed all of WingOver's weapons, then gave a few mighty yanks to remove the sword as it was not only stuck in the seekers t-cog, but also in the ground behind him, then Nova gently picked up and carefully put the now disarmed WingOver onto the medical berth allowing the medics to fix him up, this being the only decent thing to do for him. Nova then returned to give @skidmark his sword so that he would have it again. . Here, I believe this belongs to you? I suppose I should not call you Kaon anymore, my name is Novaflame, if you do not mind introducing yourself.Nova said.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 10, 2016 2:26:33 GMT
What was the best word to describe the events that had taken place in the med bay? Some would say chaotic or even an embarrassment to the autobots, but not Nitrobite. To him the events were very entertaining. The attacks on Skyspray concerned the creature, and when the Prime finally fell he thought that he had passed on. Nitro appeared momentarily from his rooftop hideout to check in on his master. Fortunately Sky was still alive, unfortunately Nitro wanted keep his distance from the scary mech. The creature disappeared once more.
It wasn't until Sky was placed back on a berth with Diamond at his side, that Nitro returned. Using his tail to secure himself to a support beam, the Canistarian hung upside down, right above Dia. He reached down and began to pat her helm. Once he managed to catch her attention, the creature reached out for her indicating that he wanted to be held.
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Post by Blockade on Dec 10, 2016 4:27:54 GMT
The Wrecker's optics glowed blue once again. He coughed dust from his mouth. Grunting, He pulled him self up, Struggling though. He turned his head to look around the room, The sight of many wounded bots made Blockade dizzy. His Body was covered in scratches dents and cracks. The wrecker was patched up once again, Just needed rest. "I'm awake and living once again. I'll kick more ass...Whenever I feel like it." He said, laying back down.
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Post by Sydrone on Dec 10, 2016 8:42:50 GMT
Sydrone and Blackjack would leap out of the line of fire as soon as they heard the Prime's guns start to spin up. They would land either side of him with Sydrone saying Who's idea was it to capture a con and give him medical attention again? not realising his obvious rudeness. Blackjack would point at the Prime, giving Sy a warning glance. Hopefully the prime wouldn't hear him over the sound of his own cannons.
Sydrone would then see Sky raise a blade to Wing-Over Prime, STOP! Sydrone yelled, he didn't want to have to protect a Decepticon, but there were many tactical uses for a Hostage. Sydrone didn't want to see them wasted.
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Post by WheelSpin on Dec 10, 2016 17:02:07 GMT
Wheelspin knelt by Baellfire's side and began to administer some first aid which pretty much meant, stemming the flow of energon from the area that was ripped by the shot. "Easy, little Medic." He murmured. "Save your strength. No talking." He would have been happy to have her talk should she have been able, but as she only gasped. "I'll get a proper medic after I slow this down." He added smiling briefly at the femme, as if to say that she would really be fine and she need not worry. Ultra NitronEven while his servos worked to clasp and pinch some of the cables temporarily till they could be replaced and rewelded he called. "MEDIC! One of yours down!" He looked around before returning his attention mostly to the femme and her side, though he did throw a glance at the rest of the injuries she might have sustained. Her frame was quite fragile and the tank really should have known better! "Excessive damage in her side, shell tears in the plating and cabling! Managed to slow down the energon leakage, but she needs immediate attention! Minor plating damage, and denting due to the impact with a wall!" (@ratchet) He looked up in time to see the large tank slump against the enemy seeker at final last. "Well....." It was better the rest remained unsaid.
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Post by slicer on Dec 10, 2016 18:12:04 GMT
The Dinobot known as Slicer had wandered around outside. Before he could enter the repair room he'd notice the lockdown, the dinobot had then gotten a bit angry. Ramming into the door to try and enter into the room they were in, of course not knowing a seeker was on the loose. He'd quickly transform, speaking in his angered tone.
"GRR! WHY DOOR WONT FALL DOWN? Slicer is SMASHING IT ENOUGH!" Slicer said.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 10, 2016 20:35:37 GMT
After using a berth in Skidmark's attempt to revert Skyspray's attention onto him, Skidmark was soon met with a blast of electricity that pushed him back onto the wall. The attack didn't hurt but the impact of hitting the wall did. He looked up at his attacker and what she had to say. She looked similar to someone that was once on the list, but was removed since the discovery that the old Vos, Forestock, had used a form of shadowplay.
"Not trying to fix the problem. Only trying to revert his attention."
He quickly said as he got up to his feet and fixed his grip on his sword. Skidmark had seen the femme with Skyspray getting emotional over Skyspray's short coma. Skidmark could only make out any order she gave was affected by her concern for Skyspray's safety while he was in his crazed assault. Skidmark then turned to see Skyspray make one more blow on Wingover. Skidmark noticed that Skyspray had pulled out the Great Sword and was about to use it to finish off Wingover. Without hesitstion, Skidmark ran to towards Skyspray, readied his sword and swung it to collide at the blade tip of the Great Sword, affecting to change the Great Sword's course to miss Wingover completely. But Skidmark was too slow however amd Wingover's T-Cog was destroyed. Skyspray collasped and Skidmark sheathed the sword in his hand. As far as anyone was concerned, Wingover would live for another day (provided he would be stabilised).
"Be sure to keep your 'honourable' leader sedated."
Skidmark said as he looked around the room. Ratchet ran over and quickly pointed to Novaflame to do so. Ratchet looked over Baellfire's situation as he quickly got to work by first getting her to a berth(dont know if this was done or not too lazy to look back). The old medic began with finishing off Wheelspin's job on stopping the leaking. Due to Ratchet's infamous speed of his hands this was done in a minute. The damage on her side and the tears on the cabling and plating were done in 5. All that was left was the fiximg the dents. Since this was now more of aesthetic repair, Ratchet quickly got out his datapad and began to unlock the medibay doors. Since Ratchet was the Head of the medical department, he had clearence to do so.
Skidmark watched with his arms folded as Novaflame told off Wingover. The former Decepticon scoffed. Wingover was a snake. If there was any proof of innocence then it would clearly be false. He then raised an optic ridge as Novaflame gave Skidmark back his Great sword. The mech nodded in thanks.
"Skidmark. Last time I saw Wingover he was barely conscious. Who was the idiot to put him in the medibay with his weapons attached? Besides, at this point you should just hand Wingover to the Decepticon Justice Division. Save you Autobots the trouble of having a snake around."
"And done."
Ratchet said as he finished Ultra Nitron's repairs and unlocked the doors. He nodded to Wheelspin and patted his shoulder for his work on slowing down the leaking.
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Post by Ultra Nitron on Dec 10, 2016 22:51:19 GMT
Just wheelspin slowing down the bleeding made her feel better. She lost a decent amount of energon but at least it wasn't pouring out of her. Her shocked look turned into one of gratitude. She used one of her servos to help wheelspin slow the bleeding. A few moments later, she could feel herself being lifted and being laid down on a berth. She sighed and closed her optics as Ratchet worked. When he finished, she sat up in pain and put a servo to her head. She had a headache from all of the commotion in the room and the lack of energon in her system. She slowly walked over to the counters, trying not to trip over her own two pedes, and felt around for something that would fix her headache.
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Post by Novaflame on Dec 11, 2016 0:26:23 GMT
Nova nods at @skidmark, accepting his gratitude for returning the blade.
You are most welcome, though, as much as I would want to see justice done here, I do not approve of the methods of the DJD, I heck I am wanting to become an autobot because you put a pretty serious scare on me, I thought I was lumped in with the other traitors, even though I was just a NAIL at the time. but perhaps, i am here for a reason, maybe I was needed here, and fate merely pushed me in the right direction, and by all means, I still am a nail, but will soon be becoming an autobot officially. I think I might be able to bring about peace with the support of a strong army to aid in it, I can not assume leadership, but I can at least try to aid in guiding him, perhaps help him with any psychological scarring he has no doubtly suffered, I had heard of Skyspray, but I know not his age, if I had said anything contradictory or Naive sounding, that is why, I only heard faint tales and accounts of his deeds, both the good, and the bad. Anyways, it seems that I need to get ratchet, once he is finished with fixing that other medic who was hurt when the leader shot at WingOver, I must get him to fix up the wrecker I brought in, well I presume he is one, he is big and bulky like most wreckers.
Once Nova saw @ratchet was finished with Ultra Nitron, he walked over to him and asked.
Excuse me Ratchet? I have a patient that needs care, I can assist you, but I think I will need your speedy hands for this one.
Nova explained to his old friend.
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Post by RedOptics on Dec 11, 2016 2:05:47 GMT
Diamond watched solemnly as the great leader fell unconscious, his rage ending in near death for the poor seeker. Why should you care? just because you're one of them now doesn't mean you can flaunt your ability to sympathize!- The femme nearly roared out for the voice to shut up, her claws digging into her arms simultaneously with a 'shink'. However, her expression changed completely when Novaflame spoke to her. She huffed, calming down and looked at Sky who lay just beside her. Perhaps we're more alike than I previously thought... Something tapped the top of her helm, and she looked up to see the Cannistarian reaching down for her. Dia reached up to get the creature down and held Nitrobite like a plush toy, stroking his back as if he were a cat, looking down as a face of worry and even hints of regret was shown.
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Post by ShadowZone on Dec 11, 2016 16:48:25 GMT
The little hope that the tall seeker had, when another came in to attack the tank, died when it seemed that not even a berth could daze the Prime too much. Sure it hit him, but instead of making him fall it made him step forward. The tank, as was natural for that type of frame, was heavy, built not to fly but to sustain a battering without too much damage. He had armour that could weigh him down and yet even it slowed him, the pure force was enough for someone who could not move away quickly. WingOver hissed in pain as one of his legs, forming an engine turbine for his jet form was crushed under the weight of one of Prime's own. The plating may have tried, if for a moment, to sustain the weight, have it unbalanced, but then it bulked inwards and then the rest followed. The kick had not helped either and then he was pinned down. He turned back to face the prime seeing as no matter how much he could twist his upper torso it would not free him. His optics widened when he saw the blade lifted up and the one and only, still functioning, arm tried to move upwards to stop the descend of the weapon. He jerked it back when he saw another blade head for that held of the tank. He may have saved the arm itself, but the other had not succeeded saving him. Still, why did a Kaon even care to try? Former Kaon? (@skidmark ) He probably just thought him valuable to negotiate with, no other reason or wanted to do it himself. Would be laughable if it had been anything nicer. His vents rattled, the damaged engines uttering a whine, while he could not have even uttered a sound. He was aware of where the sword had hit. It wasn't just going through, hoping to avoid anything vital. It had been aimed for something almost as precious as the spark within its chamber and a bot's processor. The t-cog was sliced through, destroyed. The realisation hit the seeker as hard as the punches had earlier. With so many warnings up now about the damage, the leaking of energon, the tears, pretty much warnings about the beating his body sustained, he only shuddered and his less damaged arm fell just to get squeezed between himself and the large tank. Had he been unconscious just a little sooner and all would have been relatively salvagable. After that the seeker seemed barely aware of the fact that Nova, another of his type of frame, removed the heavy weight of the tank off him. He hissed weakly, the sound almost silent, when the sword was being yanked out of his frame and made a small grunt when it was finally free from the ground and himself. "Sh....ut.. u-up." He forced his voicebox to deliver that message, as much as the volume had been barely there and there was a lot of static. He did not want to hear the excuses the seeker made for his actions. He did what he did on his own accord, his OWN choice. ( Novaflame ) The levels of energon were dropping again. Had been since the start of the beating. He'd shut any systems he did not need. His body seemed keen on initiating emergency statis very soon but without help he was probably not going to last long even so.
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Post by WheelSpin on Dec 11, 2016 21:30:16 GMT
The smaller car bot returned a nod with one of his own before a smile spread across his face, turning into a tired grin. He practically beamed at the older medic, at the action of approval, and the pat on his shoulder. Words need not have been said as actions spoke volumes and it was the sort the racer liked to 'hear'. He turned from Ratchet back to the scene unfolding not too far away. What had he missed? It seemed the tank was down, but not before having received a blow to his side with a sword and delivering one to the Decepticon he had been pounding into for the last while. "Oh my..." The voice was not that of too much concern, but more surprise that this was even happening. He winced at the sight of where the sword had sunk, recognising the location and what it meant. Since the sword had gone through there was highly unlikely that it had somehow not reached its destination. His optics lingered on the pile of damaged bot before realising that Ratchet's newly patched up patient had hopped of her berth and made her way across the bay. "Hey now! Where do you think you're going? You're not fit to prance about just yet! Don't you come complaining to me if you fall flat on your faceplates!" With a quiet scoff debating whether to leave the femme to learn from her mistakes or assist her, he glanced towards the Con, whose energon was pooling around him still. ( Ultra Nitron) "Er...What are we doing about him?" Not that he cared but there would be a lot of cleaning up to do if they left him there for much longer. He took a step in the Con's direction and stopped looking at Ratchet then Skidmark then the femme that had been with Sky. Who was second in command here anyway?? (@ratchet , RedOptics )
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