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re_alignment2012-07-15 04:04 pm
mccrane) wrote in re_alignment2012-07-15 04:04 pm
[Video][Broadcasting from the Junk Pile at end of Event]
[McCrane, currently, sounds much more flustered than he has in past broadcasts. Granted, 'much more flustered' for him doesn't amount to more than a slight urgency in his voice, but considering both Gunmax and Drift have just collapsed he feels a need to be urgent.]
This is McCrane.
We have two men in need of repairs, and we are unable to ferry them to one of the temples.
[This is guilt. Gunmax, he knows, is down because of fuel, and both he and Deckerd are too low themselves to tow him anywhere. To illustrate the severity of the situation, he points his badge toward where the motorcycle detective is lying, optics flickering even as he insists to a very-worried Deckerd that he's perfectly okay. Beyond, Drift is lying in a puddle of his own rust, not obviously injured but not moving, optics offline.]
Ratchet? Knockout? Is there anyone available with mechanical expertise?
((OOC: This is a communal post. Replies may be from McCrane, Deckerd, Gunmax, or, if he snaps out of it, Drift. Also please feel free to actionspam arrivals!))
This is McCrane.
We have two men in need of repairs, and we are unable to ferry them to one of the temples.
[This is guilt. Gunmax, he knows, is down because of fuel, and both he and Deckerd are too low themselves to tow him anywhere. To illustrate the severity of the situation, he points his badge toward where the motorcycle detective is lying, optics flickering even as he insists to a very-worried Deckerd that he's perfectly okay. Beyond, Drift is lying in a puddle of his own rust, not obviously injured but not moving, optics offline.]
Ratchet? Knockout? Is there anyone available with mechanical expertise?
((OOC: This is a communal post. Replies may be from McCrane, Deckerd, Gunmax, or, if he snaps out of it, Drift. Also please feel free to actionspam arrivals!))
Action
It certainly seems that way. [He'd heard enough about Starscream from the beginning of the war. Hoping that might have changed was likely too much to ask.]
It looks like they're siphoning fuel for Gunmax.
[Wing puts a hand on your shoulder. Not exactly holding you back but more...waiting in ready position should you get any ideas about sudden
lurchingstandinglurching.]Blurr's awake and fine for now. I handled it and get him to safety. I left him at Liege's since it was the closest place to refuel, the situation here is more pressing.
Action
Harder to do than it looks.
[He hopes. Or if not, he was easily fooled. ]
Siphoning. From the others. [That's not good. They needed the fuel, too.] We need to find them more gasoline.
[He is definitely getting ideas about standing. However, his body is having equal ideas about being facedown. It's a toss up.]
And you? And Starscream?
Action
Yes, but probably not fast enough. They have Diesel that McCrane can use. [It's something.]
[Standing means walking and walking means a destination. Hopefully you have one Drift?]
Me? I got my chassis redeco'd. Starscream? Got more than he bargained for and left.
Action
[He maybe wouldn't have helped.]
[Right now his destination is...right here on the ground, apparently. But at least flopped over onto his other side. Variety!]
[He points toward Wing's chassis.] Better ways to redeco, you know. [It's supposed to be flirtatious, but he probably isn't really pulling that off right now.]
Action
[What's done, is done.]
[Probably safest for now, while Wing figures out who they need him to take where.]
Oh, you mean claw shaped gashes aren't in this year? [Maybe it's not the time for charming levity. Or maybe it's exactly the right time. Well, for levity at least.]
Action
[Yeah, not funny. Drift may feel and look like melted scrap, but he still manages a pointed glare at that. Hypocrisy be damned. ]