1254/A Skirmish Within

**Koinonia (12) has posed:**
It's been a while since the mysterious shapeshifter has been seen in the vicinity of the Grav-Haraan glacier, but by now both factions are well aware of his little den buried deep in the ruins of the Omega Destructor that's nestled in a pass between two towering glaciers.

 Consequently, it was only a matter of time before both Autobots and Decepticons would have sent teams to investigate the construct he's built, whose entryway is barred by a giant revolving door locked by a passcode. Trying to peer inside won't reveal much - the bulletproof glass framed by the metal revolving door is tinted.

 But the teams may be in luck - seems the shapeshifter is returning to his sanctuary after a long cycle of doing only Primus knows what. If they lay low, they might be able to sneak in unnoticed after he enters the passcode...

**Blurr has posed:**
    If anyone can rush in after Mimic before the door closes behind him, it's Blurr. While the 'unnoticed' part might be a little bit iffy, the speedster isn't too concerned about it. He is camped out behind some of those towering glaciers, watching the mech heading back toward his lair, waiting for the right moment (as much as he hates waiting).

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth was cloaked, and camping outside the mimics defenses, keeping his radar pinging for his back up as he hung upside down nearby, also keep note of any Autobot signals in the area. "<<I'd advise caution as you approach... Not aware of any autobot signals yet, but I would not be surprised if we meet such while out here..>>" he'd report.

      While not a fan of the cold, it was much more bearable thanks to his faux fur, /and/ due to the fact it wasn't /fire./... He'd zoom his scouter in on the place Mimic would likely enter, watching, and waiting.

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
Roadbuster is silent as leans his back against the glacier, holding his rifle ready as he looks out across the rest of the area. Let the speedster watch the target, the big guys gonna keep a eye out for anyone or anything coming into the area. His visor slowly scanning the area.

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid is behind the others, b rought along in case things go south. The Autobot's quiet, his decrystalizer cannon in hand. He doesn't want ot use it, but he will if he has to.

**Buzzsaw has posed:**
If there's one thing the Decepticons have probably noticed, it's an absence on the part of one particular goldenrod and black menace of a cryo-condor... though, that should be expected when there's something to spy on.

Indeed, there's a Buzzsaw, looking for all intents and purposes like a proper part of the scenery, immobile, looming, and simply staring as he records approximately everything that transpires in his area of responsibility.

<<Buzzsaw to Decepticon party... I'm detecting movement. Blurr.>> There is a pause as the video feed starts broadcasting to the other Cons in the area, because of /course/ he knows who's in the area... <<As well as...Roadbuster... hmm. And First Aid... how wonderful.>>

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off sighs as he gets the feed from Buzzsaw. "<< Great. Well, I am still in position. Let me know when someone gets in. Otherwise, I'll remain here and pick off targets the moment it's needed. >>" The sniper adjusts his armor a bit- he's got some new pieces but the rest was left behind as it hadn't quite set properly yet. Probably too much pillow snuggling, alas. He has no regrets. "<< Seeing how both of you have cloaking technology, I think I'll let you go first. >>"

**Koinonia (12) has posed:**
Thankfully for both the Bots and Cons, the shapeshifter seems quite self-absorbed, muttering inaudibly to himself. He approaches the keypad and punches in the code, unaware that he's being monitored by both factions.

 Once he's keyed in the code, the lights on the door illuminate, and it starts to revolve.

 Anyone who wants to follow him will have to rush in quickly, and do their damndest to stay out of sight, though the door is tinted glass and the shapeshifter is directly in front...

**Buzzsaw has posed:**
Buzzsaw turns his attention to the keypad, recording... recording.... ... and broadcasting.

A lesson. When everyone thinks no one is watching, Buzzsaw is watching.

<<Don't mind if I do... though I'll make a note that you remained on overwatch while we moved in.>> He snaps his wings open to glide his way towards the doorway, not quite...risking getting crushed by them, but still hugging the walls, keeping to the shadows, and otherwise ensuring his own systems are noise-suppressed as a proper scout ought to. <<Goth... I will keep watch overhead so you can avoid any...potential risk of his optics finding your cloaked presence. Stand by while I route the best path...and mind the Autobots. I've a hunch they'll do something stupid.>>

**Blurr has posed:**
    Blurr waits for the right moment, then dashes in after him before the door can close. But he doesn't exactly try to stay hidden. Because honestly if he was going to do that, the guy was going to do see him anyway.

    In fact, he darts in front of him as soon as he's inside. "Hey, remember me?" he smirks.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth cringes as, unfortunately, the cold has completely messed with his whole scouting system, muttering and cursing, there is no way he can get a head, but once Mimic has gone inside, Goth would fly over quitely, and landed in the snow, sneaking his way over to try and get a view on the number pad.

      Goth himself is not fast enough to get in, he knows this, so he isn't even going to /try/ rushing the door. "<<Understood, and that would not surprise me at /all.>>" He'd vent in frustration. He then hears blurr. "<<..Scratch that, one already has.>>"

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
Roadbuster shakes his head as Blurr rushes in, "Cocky attitude may get him killed some cycle." He checks his weapon before looking for any cons, "<Jam that thing open if you can. Gonna greet any other company that tries to intercept.>" Straightening his frame the wrecker makes his way out from behind the glacier and towards the door.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off huffs at Buzzsaw's 'note'. "<< What, you don't like having someone covering your backside? I mean... I can come barreling in the same as the rest of you, and likely I'd make it too, but I can't gaurantee no one would see me. I have the moves, but I'm not made to go /unnoticed/." >> No, he's a \*star\*, a shuttle, and- ...ah. Right. Got a job to do. "<< Anyway. If you insist, I can always try. Otherwise I'm staying here unless you need me- or until you figure out that pass code. >>"

He DOES see Blurr dart in, and lifts his gun to get the mimic and the Autobot in his sights, as best he can through the doorway and glass. "<< Of course, if they want to just line up so I can shoot both with one shot, I certainly won't complain... I don't think I've gotten two-for-one in quite awhile... Oh, and look at that, you've got another Autobot approaching the door now. Some ...big one. Not familiar with him. >>" So many targets to choose from, yay!

**Koinonia (12) has posed:**
The shapeshifter seems surprised, and very discomfited by Blurr's presence. Interestingly enough, he doesn't engage the speedster in combat. "This.. isn't a good time," he hisses at Blurr, his composure suddenly crumbling. Then he promptly cloaks, disappearing from sight.

 Only to reappear outside of the structure, guns blazing. "You shouldn't have come here!" he shouts at the intruders.

**Buzzsaw has posed:**
<<I simply said I'd note it, Blast Off... nothing more. Whatever you're assuming I mean is in your head alone.>> He chuckles and watches as suddenly Mimic. <<Well, that's certainly a thing... I believe Blurr's now trapped inside. Heads up, Blast Off, he's opening fire...and I'm sure it's not at the sneaky cloaked up mechs.>> He primes his own weapon systems. <<Goth, stand by... I've found a small...fissure in his armor that can be exploited. Make the best use of it.>>

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off huffs at the condor's remarks, coming up with a few of his own... but that's neither here nor there. Right now, they have a mission to do. The shuttleformer concentrates... it's hard to see through the glass, but he does still have that higher-up angle Goth may be lacking. The little violet patch on his forehead glows as he scans the area, trying to ascertain exactly when and where to strike. Then, as requested over the radio, he sends the coordinates to Goth. "<< Sending coordinates now. >>"

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth doesn't start when Mimic appears outside suddenly, thank goodness for this specialized optics, but Buzzsaw's datapacket does, he'd quickly call for Blast Off to help him in aiming for the blasted Mimic, knowing his luck he'd miss with the fact he's about three feet in front of him!

      Thankfully he doesn't have to wait long, once he has the proper coordinates, he appears in a familiar burst of black, red glowing pixels and takes a /hard/ lunge at Mimic.

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
Roadbuster quickly moves to cover once the gunfire starts. His visor glows for a moment as he looks out on what can be designated as a battlefield. Looking to the mimic then the beast mech as the fighting starts he raises his rifle and takes aim. Looking between the two he chooses to attempt least clip the bats wings before going after the mimic as he opens fire.

**Blurr has posed:**
    "Coward." Blurr ridicules as Mimic just disappears and runs away from the confrontation. Guess he wasn't all that intent on killing him after all. Fine. He shrugs and starts searching Mimic's hideout, looking for anything of interest.

**Koinonia (12) has posed:**
Goth misses the shapeshifter, but his lunge will at least do damage to the revolving glass door they had previously been trying to sneak through. The keypad blinks, and then goes dark.

 "...!" The shapeshifter, realizing that Blurr had not pursued him outside, once again, seems surprised and caught off guard. "He's... he's in there! What is he /doing/!" He rages, trying to punch in the code, but to no avail, since the keypad is now broken, thanks to Goth.

 "Grahhh!" He cries out angrily, and blasts the damaged glass so that he can re-enter the structure. He'll stumble across Blurr just as the blue speedster will have found a fragmented map of sorts sitting on top of a table not far from what looks like a control room. "Get. Out!!" He bellows, and opens fire on the Autobot.

**Buzzsaw has posed:**
The look Buzzsaw gives Goth is...well, it could kill.

It probably will kill, who are we kidding.

<<Blast Off... I trust you know what to do?>> He sighs inwardly and repackages his dataset on the fissure in the Mimic's armor, transfering it all to Blast Off instead. <<Goth...next time, I recommend not losing the element of surprise.>>

**Goth has posed:**
     And some how, by some sort of horrific malicious force, as Goth comes out of his cloak he... Misses, almost spectacularly, even with Blast off's /help/ Goth somehow, missed, and he face plants /right/ into the snow, he is then shot by Roadbuster... Goth raises up from the snow, almost looking a bit... Shellshocked? blank in the optics, that's for sure, he /missed/ with /blast off's/ help.. Nope, that is, that's final it, that is the final nail in the coffin! He's cursed, he really is fragging CURSED!

      Goth stands there a moment, in a eerie silence, before he turns around to look at the Mimic and the autobot. He can't hit Blurr.. He can never hit Blurr.. Does he really want to Hit the mimic? Whats the point again? He stands there, and takes a vent, and attempts to slam Mimic once more.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off is actually just aiming his weapon at Roadbuster when Buzzsaw sends coordinates on the Mimic. "<< Fiiine... >>" he complains slightly as he has to refocus, now on a new target... but it's not too hard for the sniper.

He does notice Goth finally actually \*hitting\* his target. He mutters, half to himself, "<< Tsk... well, you can lead a turbo-horse to energon, but you can't make it drink... Good to see you finally make your mark. >>" He squeezes off a shot himself, still up on his perch overlooking everything else.

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
Roadbuster watches the fight as the main target just bust opens the door, "Saves me some trouble." His visor scans each of the cons positions along with the mimics marking their position. Prepping a few rounds as the shoulder launcher moves into position and fires its payload as he yells out, "Time to WRECK AND RULE!"

**Blurr has posed:**
    Blurr easily evades Mimic's shot, snatching the map and dashing deeper into the ruins of the Destructor. He's headed for that control room.

**Koinonia (12) has posed:**
The shapeshifter is slashed by Goth, and he turns to face the mechabat, his arm now bleeding. "If only you knew," he says calmly, "You'd be helping me, not exposing what I've been working on," he says menacingly. "Don't you want peace? Freedom? Freedom to live as if the war never happened."

 What's he talking about?? Goth won't really get to ask, because he's distracted by Blurr. "How DARE you!" Once again, he seems fixated on the speedster. Roadbuster opens fire, but the shapeshifter has already taken off down the hallway after Blurr. "Foolishness!" he shouts back at the Wrecker. "You hinder your own agenda by trying to do me harm!"

 Inside the control room, Blurr will find a multitude of storage boxes filled to the brim with varying blueprints of some kind of ranged weapon. The specs and notes on its inner workings are too complex for Blurr to understand, but he'll get the feeling that whatever he's looking at is meant to be quite dangerous, and not on an orthodox level.

**Buzzsaw has posed:**
Buzzsaw sighs... sometimes when you want something done, you just have to do it yourself. At least Goth got a proper piece of things... He leaves the other two to handle...well, their own sense of aim. See if he's going to offer anything up to them any time soon, and he takes a good moment to lock himself in on that spot he's been /trying/ to let everyone else exploit to no avail.

Hopefully... hopefully there's not something... hrm. He pauses, scouting the area a moment to see if there might be a reason why the Mimic is such a slippery annoyance.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth is struck again, the light on his ear is blinking, rapidly before it turns a solid red, that last shot took everything out of him, for now he started moving into the destructor, attempting to catch up with Blurr... Goth has.. Goth has still not responded to Buzzsaw though, honestly Goth himself isn't even sure why he's gone silent, despite the leaking of fuel from his wounds from Roadbuster.

      He would finally respond though. "<<Giving chase!>>" He'd force out as he followed after Mimic, raising a ridge. "What you speak of would require--" oooh thats a bad thought, a thought he does not want to find out on how bad could go. "<<....Well, I believe I can say I am not the most /insane/ bot on this planet.>>" He'd report dryly.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off ....misses??!! Sure, now Goth can miss, but HIM? Mr. Shuttle Sniper Extraordinaire??? IMPOSSIBLE! "<< Are you SURE you sent me the right coordinates? >>" he immediately huffs at Buzzsaw, ignoring the fact he was just \*tsk\*ing at Goth for the same exact thing. He doesn't have a lot of time to complain, though, for just then he's struck by Roadbuster's missiles, which tear through the shuttle's thin armor. OW. Frag, he needs to get that new stuff securely set!

The sniper scurries for what is hopefully a more secure spot, then peers down towards the structure again. Like Buzzsaw, he decides to just do it himself. He lifts his weapon, takes aim again, and squeezes the trigger.

**Koinonia (12) has posed:**
Upon rushing into the control room, the shapeshifter glowers at Blurr, his finger on the trigger of his plasma cannon as he aims it at the blue speedster. But he hesitates. Something seems to be bothering him, and for whatever reason, he doesn't shoot.

 This hesitation gives Blast Off the opportunity he needs to shoot the shapeshifter in the back.

 "Agh!!!" He cries, turning on his heel to face Blast Off. "This /isn't/ over," he snarls at the Combaticon.

 Then, without further ado, he exits the structure, apparently retreating for now.

**Buzzsaw has posed:**
Buzzsaw hmphs...and, well, while he's at it, he might as well try to at least plant...a something. Anything, really, to help track the Mimic...and what better way than to slice right through a mech and plant it deep inside where it stands the best chance of, hopefully, sticking. He watches the Mimic start to flee and folds his wings in to dive in a last-ditch effort to do...anything, really.

Or maybe try to make the other Cons just look bad. Who knows?

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
Roadbuster tilts his head at the fleeing mech, "What is that crazy mech talkin' bout?" He looks to the fleeing mimic but doesn't fire. Tapping his radio he says, " Hey speedy, whats yer status?" He looks at the remaining cons as he tries to get a sit-rep before pulling out if needed.

**Blurr has posed:**
    Hmm...Blurr examines some of the schematics, but decides to try gathering as much of the information as he can for the analysts back in Iacon to go over later.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off finally strikes his target- ha! Much better. He smirks under his faceplate as the Mimic glares up at him- then takes off. He could try shooting again, but he lets Buzzsaw go for it instead. Then he waits, letting the other Cons gather information if they choose, and admiring (what's left) of his armor- while hoping the rest is reinforced soon.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth can't exactly stay in the same place as Blurr, so he chooses to cloak up, and get out while he can before he's faced with an unfortunate stun-gun. "<<Pulling out... I... Suspect this.. Mimic, is attempting something rather drastic..>>" He'd report as he moved down the halls.