[Accidental Audio] Backdated to sometime late on the 8th

[notyourblueangel]

[At first, only static is heard.  If anyone cares to pay attention and trace the signal, they'll realize that it's 1) originating from Thundercracker's Link, and 2) coming from some random location out on the wastelands.  About the time these two things would be established, a voice is heard through the auditory "snow".]

N-no . . . no, p-please . . . I-I'm . . . I'm s-sorry, please, I-I . . . please d-don't . . . p-please . . .

[The voice is almost inaudibly soft, broken with unmistakable terror and despair, and though nearly unrecognizable compared to what people would be used to from the powerful Decepticon Seeker . . . undoubtedly belongs to Thundercracker.]

[The whimpering pleas will continue for a bit before something shifts, presumably knocking against the communicator, and the feed quits.]

Comments

[Audio]

[skylynx]

Then I will look in the wastelands. I can get there faster then a....human.

[And if Ventus is out flying already, he might be able to spot the large blue and silver Predacon flying toward the borders.]

[Audio]

[happyduckbutt]

[He frowns, not that Skylynx can see it. And he hasn't gone very far from the Hub, but he slows when he sees the form flying overhead and then off, beyond. Yes, he's a little upset at the bluntness of the Predacon, but he's also upset because he knows that Skylynx is right.]