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[headcollector]

[ He's not really a communications mech. That wasn't his job. His job had always been to make the hard decisions, be the first one in there, the one to make the bold movements. He used comms only when necessary. ]

WHERE IS MY TEAM? Where are the others!

[ ...That probably gets the point across. It's about the most he can articulate at this level of fury. It was hard to think, and he just clutches at the air uselessly, balling his hands into fists. ]

Do not hide them from me. Will tear all who stand in way apart!

[ Grimlock obviously missed the memo about the whole rip in space-time and ancient Cybertron thing. To be fair, from the number of terrorpede corpses splattered around, seems like he's settled in okay. He picks up a foot, stomping on one of the still twitching corpses, splattering more goo everywhere. ]

Rrrgh. Bugs.

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[Video]

[headcollector]

[ He's calming down, just a little bit-- less likely to go homicidal and more likely to just be furious at the situation. Not much better, actually. ]

We'll see.

[ But there's that drive-- He needs to save the others. Or at least avenge them. But how? It's been ripped from his hands. ]

Your name. Give it.

[Video]

[invisiblepinkboat]

[At least merely 'furious' might bring some more focus, even if it just ends up being used on the bugs.]

Elita One.

[It shouldn't feel odd to say it again, but it does.]

If nothing else... it might be that time doesn't pass while you're here, so as long as you can get back, you'll be able to save them, no time lost.

[video]

[headcollector]

Elita...

[ He's repeating it, committing to memory, because that was one of the ways he could let anything settle into his jumbled thoughts. ]

Yes. Hope so.

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[invisiblepinkboat]

[She wants to ask about meeting up in person, but that... doesn't seem like the best idea at the moment.]

Especially with a situation like that. [She nods, and then... almost, again, asks, before...] If you need anything, I'll do what I can to help.