[It's a good that Wing's alt is made for speed, but not so good that it's got no ranged armaments. That just means he has to keep Starscream on the ground. He spots the bright colors of both racer and seeker easily, seeing Starscream lining up to ram Blurr's prone form.]
[Well, we can't have that, now can we?]
[He decreases his speed, but only a bit, adjusting as needed to intercept the other jet's tragectory. His angle is steep, coming in from over Starscream's tail, and with a last minute whirl of shifting white and red he plants both feet upon the seeker's forward cockpit, all of his momentum bearing the jet's nose down into the ground. Dirt and debris fly in all directions with the impact, Wing harnessing the last of the kinetic energy to leap away and over Blurr's form, turning and drawing a plasma blade in one motion.]
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[Well, we can't have that, now can we?]
[He decreases his speed, but only a bit, adjusting as needed to intercept the other jet's tragectory. His angle is steep, coming in from over Starscream's tail, and with a last minute whirl of shifting white and red he plants both feet upon the seeker's forward cockpit, all of his momentum bearing the jet's nose down into the ground. Dirt and debris fly in all directions with the impact, Wing harnessing the last of the kinetic energy to leap away and over Blurr's form, turning and drawing a plasma blade in one motion.]
Blurr, are you online?