(( OOC: Yeah, sure, NK. Whatever works.
I was too tired to think of anything much else than that for CC. I just didn't want anyone bothering him while I caught up with my other characters.
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I er.. uh.. Heh heh.. We'll see.. For now, violence towards each other is not the option. Our allies are in danger and we are in danger as well.So we should look for and stop that creature before anyone else gets hurt.
Optimus noticed Starshadow's ears go back when he arrived, but he ignored her reaction. Was it just because he was a Maximal, and the commander? Because from what he could recall, the two of them hardly interacted in battle, so what did she dislike about him so much? In fact, he still remembered the battle in the mountain when they had first arrived on this planet, when she could have attacked him but instead looked concerned for his well being and had backed off. Perhaps how she was acting now was all for show? It didn't matter. He and his Maximals weren't going to harm her now.
"Bah! We could leave Megatron and his little toy soldiers behind..I never liked working with them, especially that aft kisser Scorponok...or that sick and disgusting flying rat. I would be happy if you maximals just destroy them, that way I can live my life in peace. About teaming up to defeat the clone, well...I could work with that but don't expect me to follow orders."
Well now, that was interesting to hear from Starshadow. Primal guessed she didn't get along too well with all of those Predacons. Or maybe vice versa? But it really wasn't his business.
"We don't take lives, Starshadow," Optimus commented toward her being happy if they just "destroyed" the Preds. It worried him what some Predacons thought about all Maximals. Of course, that went both ways, but Optimus hoped his crew was learning otherwise. He disagreed with how many Maximals, including the Elders, dealt with certain situations. The politics behind closed doors could be a dark and dangerous place that he was not fond of walking through.
Attach that to any of your guns or even your head, that thermal sensor should help you find Saber, as well as your clone. I would of given you this last time, but there was no time before so I just gave you my gun instead. As for Saber..Good luck. From what I understand of those two, she went to him because she felt there was no one else that could help her..
Primal took the sensor from Icebreaker and nodded, plugging it to the side of his head near his optics. This would certainly be beneficial to the leader. As for the penguin's last statement about Saber-Fang, Optimus was greatly disappointed. He definitely needed to speak to her about that.
"Feralnight," the leader called over to her when she landed nearby, motioning with his left hand for her to join them, avoiding use of his right arm that was a continuous nagging of pain and aching. Speaking of dealing with the anguish, he wondered if Whitegrazer was okay. Had she fallen as well? He hoped not. He could use her help during this time of torture and worry.
"Optimus, what just happened? I can only see half of our team on the ground, and i was only one left flying. If it wasn't for you, i would've had my wings clipped as well."
Looking up at Valkyrie perched in the tree, Primal wasn't sure what she was talking about until he realized it had been his clone helping her, not him.
"That wasn't me assisting you, Valkyrie. My alien clone is back. He had knocked me out and left me unconscious in the forest a way back from here. I'm not sure what happened but I think Rattrap was right about this place. The ground caved in where a lot of our crew and the Predacons were, dropping them far below us. Any ideas on how to retrieve them?" he asked, looking at those around him. Who knew how far below they were and where exactly. Radio and sonar was probably useless to locate them. Where would they even begin searching? And what about the transwarp device?
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Rattrap..Well, it's good to see your alright. We don't know where the others are, just that the ground gave out and seems to have knocked us all around, like a vortex of rock, when it settled we came to in here, this area seems dangerous though, the roof could collaspe at any moment. We can't find any allies here.. but I did see a cave entrance at the top when we came here, perhaps that cave networks with this area.. they may be in other parts underground. So we should leave here and investigate. Between my flashlights and Orcariner's energo blade and echolocation, we should be able to navigate.
"Rhinox? Man, is it good to hear yer voice," Rattrap said looking down in his direction from Orcariner's arm.
"Yeah, well, didn't I tell everybody dis was a trap? But nobody ever listens to the expert."
He sighed and looked back up at Orcariner.
"You can let me down, Big O. I think I'm okay. I'd do better in my beast mode anyway."
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With no response from Airazor, there was nothing else Tigatron could do. Frowning, afraid to leave the deep, dark hole where she was swallowed, he thought it best to heed their leader's command after all and regroup with him and whoever else was left above ground. Turning around, the white cat hurried over to Optimus's location, running through the forest and leaping over smaller boulders and roots sticking out of the ground.
Reaching their location, he slowed down and walked up to the group. He paid no mind to Starshadow, figuring she had merely been cut off from the Predacons and was now stuck with the Maximals. He did pick up Saber-Fang's scent and turned his head in her direction when his ear heard her foot steps in the woods. If this was all of them, it seemed their more heavily armed forces had been sucked underground, precisely where their firepower should be extremely limited. Ironic.
(( OOC: Sorry I'm moving a little quickly, guys. Just thought I'd post now while I had the chance before I get behind again, which will most likely happen over the weekend; lots of stuff going on.
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) he then proceeded to float towards the tunnel, one of his feeder tentacles raising and pointing outward as a focused beam of light emitted from the end of one of his photophores like a flashlight, casting illumination further down the hall way.