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Well. You all saw it. There isn't much time to waste. We should all formulate a plan. The last thing we need is mass-chaos.

My best guess would be to secure anyone who can't fight in the temples. We'll probably need people stationed by each to keep watch over them. The rest of us can move in to corral any enemies into one area.

If anyone needs help or transport, I'll do my best to reach you.

[A beat.]

McCrane, Gunmax? I suggest we stick together. We're stronger in a group. And I... I have an idea. Grab as much oil as we have stockpiled. I'll meet you two at [Insert coordinates.], please be safe. Help anyone you can on the way.

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Yes. I recommend we stick closer to Prima's temple from now on.

See you soon.

Agreed.

[Even if it will make other things more difficult.]

[He keeps the talking to a minimum, however, concentrating on coming as quickly as he can, and pulling up a few minutes later.]

What is the plan?

[He greets him with a wave, and it looks like he's been setting up some kind of... base for something.]

Well. We're going to lure a bunch of those things here and... use the Max Cannon.

[Speaking of the Max Cannon.

Abruptly dropping from the sky and landing roughly on his back is Gunmax himself -- with one of the creatures clamped tight to his face. Something creaks and shatters, though it's hard to say what considering his head is obscured from view.]

Get off already!

[Tearing off the biomechanical thing, Gunmax shoots it twice before he stands up, brushing himself off.

It looks as though it was his visor that was destroyed in the process of being attacked.]

Sheesh, those things are being a pain.

All right, so what's the plan already?

[McCrane assesses the structure quickly, noting the points where most of the stress can lay. It does, indeed, seem capable of supporting Gunmax, if it's completed as it's started.]

...

[He nods.]

Then I can begin luring them in this direction, if you can finish this. [He looses one of his arms from his crane mode, and starts removing the few barrels of fuel they have, before transforming.] Do we have enough resources?

We should, but we'll have to feed it all to-

[And speak of the devil. There he is.]

Gunmax! Are you okay?

[Wow, he's never seen him without his visor- but there's time to marvel about it later. At least he seems unharmed.]

Tch, I'm fine. Just been a pain getting here.

[He doesn't seem to have noticed immediately.]

Hey! Hey, McCraaaane -- Deckerd says I've been getting around. How cruel is our fearless leader, eh?

[Just thought you'd like to still be harassed about that, Deckerd.]

[They'll have to feed it all to Gunmax and Gunbike. McCrane understands.]

...

[But it is that, or risk the monsters hurting others. There will be no hesitation from him.]

[McCrane's shotgun is out almost immediately when Gunmax drops in, and its only by sheer force of will that he manages to save a bullet from also going into the strange, very dead creature. Instead of answering the question, however, he only stares at Gunmax.]

I didn't know your eyes were orange. [He feels he should have. It must have been in your specs.]

[Deckerd snorts and shakes his head. Can't let that one go, can he? Either way he's already in front of Gunmax, checking his face over for any damages that might prove troublesome for him.]

Mmm... so now that we're all here-

[Satisfied, he turns away from Gunmax and regards the base he's been constructing out of scrap metal.]

We can hopefully get this plan going.

Eh? How'd you--

[...Oh crap. He reaches up to his face when Deckerd starts inspecting him. That is not going to work.]

This is the worst possible day.

[Not terribly, but he's not very keen on losing his shades.]

Hmph. So what are we doing? I wasn't exactly here.

It does not look bad, just...not like you.

[It's actually very strange, but Deckerd is right. They have more important things to do now.]

We're going to rid the junk yard of a large number of monsters at once. [He looks out, trying to find an area that would serve best as a coral, and pointing towards it.] We'll round them into there. [He looks back, letting Deckerd finish telling the plan, since Deckerd is always the one to pull the trigger, after all.]

I think it makes him look very earnest.

[Deckerd adds with a bit of a wry smile, before nodding at McCrane.]

That area looks perfect.

So Gunmax. How do you feel about trying your Max Cannon mode?

I know I don't look like me! This is terrible. The worst. Unbelievable!

[There are more important things, sure, but this still blows. Gunmax snorts.

At the suggestion of his Max Cannon mode, Gunmax jerks back a bit.]

Without you as J-Decker? Are you crazy?

Where am I going to get all the energy? I can't just fire it by myself.

It's better than your eyes being hurt.

We can get someone to repair it after the battle.

[If they can find materials. Now he's starting to see why it bothers Gunmax so much.]

I brought our fuel. [Looking first to Deckerd, his eyes then move toward the structure he's built. Please, Deckerd. Do explain how they're going to manage the rest.]

Well, you won't be borrowing from my power, but if you take the rest of the fuel, it should work.

The idea is to have McCrane aim you in his crane mode, and I'll be the trigger man and try to stabilize you against any recoil.

[Mech. Whatever. He gestures to the base.]

We'll rest you up here. But we do need someone to heard them into that area McCrane pointed out so we can be sure we get them all.

Do you think you can do it, Gunmax?

[There's a brief moment of hesitation, if only because they have never done something like this before. He isn't sure what'll end up happening if he tries to do this essentially on his own. Sure, he borrows power from J-Decker, but it's all teamwork.

But they don't have much choice, and he's just going to have to deal with it.]

I've got this, partner. Just leave it to me.

It's a good excuse to spoil myself a little for just a few minutes, anyway. I'll fuel up and get Gunbike ready.

I should be able to draw some in without straying too far away.

[He has a few ideas on how to get them following him, at least.] And we can contact some assistance over the network.

[He looks to Gunmax, understanding the hesitation, because he's hesitant himself. However, this is the best way they have to keep people safe. If they run out of gas?

It was coming sooner or later anyhow.]

It will be fine.

Right then.

I don't want to cut it too close, so I'll see what I can get.

[Brb he's hailing the network, and a few moments later he's returning with a thumbs-up.]

I've found someone willing to help us. His name is Drift.

[For now, Gunmax is crouching down by their little stack of fuel and he's getting started.

In a way, he feels a bit bad; most of this is going to be gone when they're done. Post-battle, this is going to get difficult again. But they need to do what they can to keep everything peaceful.]

Drift, huh? Well, let's hope he's quick on his feet. ...Or wheels, assuming he transforms.

[Back to drinking.]

Drift should be capable. [McCrane nods, since he has talked with the mech a few times before.]

I'll be back. [And McCrane will go to grab some monsters, too.]

[Let's pretend this is a dress-rehearsal, as Drift's alt mode grabs some air over a berm of junk. There may or may not be a lightflare off his windscreen, for extra Heroic Appearance as he bursts out of his alt, drawing one of his blades as he spins in midair, slashing down one or two of the creatures in pursuit.]

[One blade neatly skewers a sharkticon between the optics. The other shears off a limb from the other pursuer as he lands in a crouch.]

[Maybe more lensflare.]

[It's okay, Drift. You fit right in here with your anime-kin.]

I'm sure we can expect him any-

[Enter Drift... and what an entrance. He's instantly reminded of Shadowmaru.]

... Moment.

[Deckerd smiles brightly despite the dire situation.]

Hello there! I see you're quite ready to go.

Feh, well. At least he's eager.

[It's kind of an odd feeling to be sitting back and refueling while someone comes in like that. Wryly, he thinks, it's like he's just laying back and enjoying the show as he finishes off another canister of gas.]

Now if he turns into a dog, we're right at home.

[He crouches by his motorcycle, beginning to start fueling up Gunbike as well.]

Just say the word and I'll be ready as I can be, eh?

[McCrane will be off shooting things and drawing them in for the purposes of this turn, and will return immediately next round for the lifting of MAX CANNON.]

[Drift nods at McCrane as the other moves to cover the perimeter from any more pursuers. Apparently they are attracted to leaking rust. Great.]

Oh, them? Just a few escorts to make sure I didn't get lonely.

[Sorry, but he's got one thing in the world he's good at. Let him enjoy it a bit.]

So what's the plan?

[He gives a long look at the bike. Huh. Someone stuck in an alt mode? It's nice the other's at least feeding him. This is a good team.] Has Ratchet seen your friend there?

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