Knock Out (
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[Accidental video post /Action| Location: the junkpile/where the Pillar was standing]
[The video starts all of sudden. The image is lopsided because Knock Out dropped his communicator on the ground.]
No, not this again...I..It can't be....
[The red mech clutches his head with a pained expression on his face. He's gritting his teeth together ad if he's trying to stop his jaw to do something absurd as, let's say, splint in two due to his sudden anger and hunger.]
He doubles over as if attempting to shake off the new memories in his mind getting mixed with the old ones. There's a angry pained scream coming from Knock Out before feed goes back to black after he accidentally steps on the communicator.]
No, not this again...I..It can't be....
[The red mech clutches his head with a pained expression on his face. He's gritting his teeth together ad if he's trying to stop his jaw to do something absurd as, let's say, splint in two due to his sudden anger and hunger.]
He doubles over as if attempting to shake off the new memories in his mind getting mixed with the old ones. There's a angry pained scream coming from Knock Out before feed goes back to black after he accidentally steps on the communicator.]
[action]
[Yelling, Cliffjumper takes a step forward, and then one or two back as he realises what he's doing - getting closer to the messed-up mech doesn't seem like a good idea. And why are two arms so slagging useful you don't even think about it until you only have one? And need to carry the other in that one hand.]
And if ya get any closer...
Re: [action]
He wouldn't usually confront any Autobot like this either but he takes another step forward so now that Cliff moved they're a few inches apart. He lowers his voice, bares his teeth and grows another reply in the mech's face.]
If I do that, then what...?
[action]
[Wow, no, too close too smelting close! Cliffjumper's optics widen and his engine revs in surprise at the sudden lack of distance and the next reaction is more reflex than thought-through.]
This! [By which he means launching his whole weight, shoulder first, into Knock Out and the lashing out with his loose arm, using it quite unceremoniously as a club.]
[action]
He didn't have time to dodge or stop it and boy, didn't that hurt. It was a bit too much for his already in pain processor to make and he's out cold in seconds. ]
[action]
Eyeing the downed mech with a narrow frown, Cliffjumper takes a whole klik before he slowly backs off a step or two.]
... And what the frag now, you slagger?
[With a huff and looking around, Cliffjumper reluctantly pulls out that severed piece of cable-tentacle he'd taken from the giant purple gryphon in Axiom and uses it to tie around the arm (not easy with just one hand!) so he can carry the arm, stares some more at Knock Out and then, with a sigh, grabs him by the feet and starts walking...
And dragging Knock Out along with him.
Sorry (not sorry) Knock Out.]
[action]
Once he wake sup in the medbay and sees all the scratches in his pain he won't be happy. But for now that's important no more.]