(( OOC: Interesting, una. Can't wait to find out what's going on there.
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"I'm out for now, guys. That tumble I took has got me grounded for a time but I still think maybe Optimus' injuries are the key. It must have been something recent..." "Get up and close to him if you can. We may not need to put him into stasis lock. It will be hard but I think..I know it can be done. Just got to think about it."
Tigatron agreed with Whitegrazer. He had no idea what Valkyrie's intentions were but he trusted that she knew what she was doing. So for the time being, he waited for her signal, hiding on the ground in the brush. He hoped the white mare was all right. It sounded like she was a sitting duck.
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"Give my regards to the pit, Primal!"
Watching Snow Trix transform and retreat after his attack, Optimus heard Sonar's cry and turned to see him in the air just when he released another sonic blast. Immediately igniting his prime jets, he flew straight up to avoid the blast and then barrel rolled on an angle, coming to a hover when he saw Dinobot jump in and get the Predacon bat off of his back. Primal had now been in robot mode the longest out of anyone, so why hadn't he been effected by the energon fields yet? Perhaps it was the link he and his clone shared since his clone was immune to the energon. However, it wasn't going to last forever.
Observing the battle, "Clear Convoy" relayed orders to Primal to go after Megatron again since Dinobot and Saber-Fang attacked Sonar. Meanwhile, he took notice of one of the Maximal birds high in the sky above and narrowed his white optics. What was she doing up there...? Engaging his thrusters, the invisibile Vok clone blasted up toward Valkyrie at a high speed just when she started releasing spontaneous firepower. Spiraling through her shots and managing to avoid them, he hesitated firing in order to see if she could track him or not; he'd rather attack her with the element of surprise on his side because of his injuries.
Obtaining the alien's new information, Optimus turned around in his mid-air hover and began falling head and fists first in a dive bomb on Megatron. Activating his wrist cannons on both arms, he fired continuously at the Predacon leader below while he swooped in fast.
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Get away from that thing! It might explode!
"Everybody, back down the tunnel-"
No way! Rattrap was sure this was the right way. Or at least, a way that would lead them to fresh air. Sooner or later. However, the possibility of the skull exploding sure tempted the rat to run in the other direction...
"Grab Airazor and Rattrap!" "Heads down,"
Rattrap gave a yelp when Rhinox suddenly grabbed him along with Airazor and were carried off to a safer spot away from the exploding skull. He was quite capable of saving himself and helping anyone else who needed a quick reaction. Rattrap was concerned for Orcariner, though; the big guy had taken enough damage as it was. Rhinox practically crushed him as he shielded them with his body. Once the bull dozing rhinoceros got off and stood up, the rat was relieved to find himself unharmed through the ordeal. Checking himself, he grabbed the chips that he had dropped in the chaos and got to his feet, brushing himself off.
Are you two alright?!
"Yeah, thanks to you, Big Green," the smaller Maximal said with gratuity.
"I think so..."
As a concerned comrade, Rattrap glanced at Airazor to make sure she didn't have any external wounds that she may not have sensed. She looked all right.
"Looks like this is one explosion you can walk away from,"
Looking over at the wasp, Rattrap sighed and joked,
"Slag. I was hopin' ta collect more parts from buzz boy." He grinned at Waspinator.
"You're hurt," "Rhinox, do you have any equipment on you? Steelclaw got struck with shrapnel."
Rattrap turned his attention toward Steelclaw. He was actually concerned about his wound, but mostly because the Predacon had been behaving himself so well so far.
"I'm fine. He's the one who needs attention,"
"Typical Predacon pride," the rat muttered, shaking his head.
"Take the help, Steelclaw," Rattrap said, annoyed. Who declines medical attention from an opposing allegiance? Well, Rattrap probably would, but he's Rattrap. If it were a life-threatening wound, though, he just might accept the help. It would be foolish to die letting ego or pride get in the way. Although, it seemed they wouldn't have enough time to tend to Steel's wound after all.
"The roof is coming down! We need to find cover or we'll be swimming in dirt!"
"We've still got the fork back down the tunnel where we could have taken the other path," "But I don't feel like working back through a pile of rubble afterwords if we still want to try going further up this tunnel. If..." "maybe this is just localized, and if we hurry further along this tunnel like we've been trying, we can get out. Either way, we've gotta move."
Rattrap turned his head upward to find debris falling on them as Airazor had called out. He looked back at the bear when he started speaking.
"We ain't turnin' back. We don't got time to dig through that pile. Beast mode," the Maximal spy declared and reverted back to his alternate rat form to help guide them quickly down the dark path they had chosen. Despite the trouble they had run into with the creepy robotic skull, Rattrap knew they had to keep moving down this tunnel, no matter was thrown at them or what they ran into.
