|
Post by Chief Strange on Aug 10, 2018 14:07:14 GMT
Brokenspark was still wondering around the base. She avoided the command room which was odd for a decepticons to be doing, you would think that would be a place for them to go directly. She stuck to the shadows, and she was obviously annoyed. Where was the over sized of that had her blade, he should have been back by now.
She sighed, if he had died in battle she was gonna be pissed. Cause whoever ransacks the body now has her life in their hands. She continued to wonder and came back to the lobby area, just before the triple changer pushed past her. She glared at him but it was in no way her position to retaliate considering where she was, so she went back to the shadows and waited for the lug to bring back her blade.
|
|
|
Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Nov 9, 2018 19:32:42 GMT
The hooded figure kept on moving, still wandering its predetermined path. It was heading straight for the command room, and there was no attempt at all at stopping it. Autotroopers still took no notice of it, as if it was a common sight and did this every day. It did not. It was however starting to make sounds now, a slow cranking noise, and thuds as its footsteps sounded down the hallways. In other words, you could now hear it approach. Silence and patience had begun to decay, it was nearing its goal. It had passed the outer defenses, and now there was nothing to stand in its way. Nothing.
|
|
|
Post by ShadowZone on Nov 10, 2018 12:07:27 GMT
At a calm pace, the flier continued past the same Autotroopers as the figure before had done, ignorant of the fact that things were not all as they ought to have been. His turbines were off, having only his pedes, striking the floor, making any sound at all. He did still check that he was followed by the new autobot, but other than that his goal had been the control room, where he had been given a permission to come not that long ago. Decepticon Heavystrike
|
|
|
Post by Decepticon Heavystrike on Nov 10, 2018 22:22:37 GMT
Heavystrike followed paying no attention to the whatever drone's were looking at him. He understood he didn't have an appearance that screamed Autobot, and was used to other bots staring. Heavystrike kept just outta arms reach of ShadowZone, as he did with most who were new to him. Part of him couldn't wait to get to the Command Room, and meet the Autobot leader. But, part of him also knew this was his was a chance to prove his worth to the Autobot cause, and he made a promise to himself to keep his composer no matter what was in store for him.
|
|