1331/An Uncanny Running Into

Cast of Characters: | Blurr, Blast Off, 12, Swindle, Repugnus, Healthpoint, Goth, Darkstar, 135

**Koinonia (12) has posed:**
It's evening, and the sun is just about to dip below the horizon in Polyhex. The bots on day patrol at the base in Polyhex are just now getting off their shift, just as the mechs assigned to night patrol begin to arrive, and take up their posts.

 One district over in the outskirts, a particular outlier lurks cloaked behind a rocky outcropping, watching the comings and goings of the Autobot territory through a visual enhancer. After watching for a few minutes, the shapeshifter makes a sound of dissatisfaction and climbs down off of his bouldered perch and ventures closer, skirting the border but remaining cloaked...

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth was perched nearby, wings furled around him to help hide him in the shadows of the spot he was in, he'd slowly lower his wings, ears flipping out, as he listened and watched, his red bio-lights finally coming on to help give some silhouette to his form, he'd let out a hem and click on his radio.

      "<<Seems our shapeshifter is on the move, Sixshot, Blast Off.. should be on the ready, Suspect things may get a bit ah.. messy..>>" he'd warn as he activated his own cloaking device.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off looks up from his perch high on a building somewhere, glancing back towards Goth's position. "<< Understood. He comes my way and I'll pick him off with one clean shot. >>" The sniper settles in with his rifle, watching and waiting.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot listens to his radio and nods as he looks out towards bot territory, <<Thats to be expected. Blast Off you find a good position?>> As he says this he quickly shifts to beastmode and disappears into the shadows, <<Best not to be detected early.>> The large mech slowly stalking out.

**Healthpoint has posed:**
      One of those newly arriving replacements is Healthpoint. She flies in as her quad-rotor VTOL form and and likely over the cloaked visitors before she lands carefully within the base before transforming and going to relieve the medic on duty. She is unaware that they have cloaked lurkers about. She's a medic, not a scout. So, she goes about inventorying medical supplies for the base.

**Blurr has posed:**
    Blurr is skirting the fringes of the recently-captured territory, keeping his optics trained for any suspicious activity, Decepticon or otherwise, to report to whoever was stationed at the base this cycle. After all, he can cover the most ground out of anyone.

    He hesitates somewhat though, when he passes the outcropping where the mysterious outlier had been hiding. Was that movement? He peers behind it, seeing no one. But there was still that ominous feeling of being watched...

**Koinonia (12) has posed:**
The shapeshifting outlier is dangerously close to bot territory - the Decepticons will notice as much, and it would be a daring endeavor to try to follow him at this point.

 The outlier spots Blurr and Healthpoint, and hesitates, pausing his advance for a moment. Then the moment passes and he fold himself into the shadows of a bushy, anaerobic flora. He ogles Blurr, but upon taking out his visual enhancer, a pebble falls...

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth is keeping himself low to the ground as he stalks the mimic, his ears twitching at the sound of the pebble and makes a low hemming sound to himself. "<<Be mindful of yourself Sixshot, this bot I am aware has the ability to see past cloaking devices, much as I can.>>" he'd report. He didn't feel the need to report the autobot signals he was picking up because, well.. that was sorta obvious being in completely bot controlled area.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
The mechawolfs optics shift left to right as Sixshot scans the area, <<I'll stay back then. Will move in when needed.>> The sixchanger moves to a position he can hide alongside his cloak. <<If only no bots about, one good shoot could disable them.>>

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off hears something and turns to study the area he heard the sound, gazing over where the outlier is, and are those Autobots coming in? In fact, isn't that blue one over there... yep, had to be. The sniper's black finger caresses the trigger of his gun, the urge to squeeze growing. But he knows better and continues to wait and watch. "<< I did, Sixshot. You? You hear what I do? There's something over at about 8 o'clock. Autobots in the area, too. >>"

**Repugnus has posed:**
Repugnus is bringing up the rear with Blurr and Healthpoint. The Monsterbot curses the non-working sensors on his pincers. When they removed his weaponry and other abilities at Garrus-1 for imprisonment, the Autobots weren't so keen on returning them. Well, he'd be working on it... He keeps his optics and audials open nevertheless, but he's seething and grouchy.

**Swindle has posed:**
Swindle has been staying quiet while stealthier mechs track the mysterious creature. He's been picking through his current inventory searching for a contraption to make that easier. "Anyone need an infrared scanner? It's ok if you don't, but I'm just saying, I have one if we need it to track that thing." He doesn't say it very loudly, though, so as to not alarm the target.

**Blurr has posed:**
    Blurr was searching for a trail, or any other evidence of whoever had been lurking, when that pebble falls. He turns quickly toward it and starts approaching the source of the noise.

**Healthpoint has posed:**
      Healthpoint pauses in her inventory duties as she thinks she hears something near the walls. She holds still a moment, listening for more, and starts wandering toward where she thinks she heard the noise. "Did you hear that?" she asks any nearby Autobots as she makes her way up the wall and looks out over the area. She of course is thinking it might be Decepticons, not some Blurr fan skulking in the shadows.

**Repugnus has posed:**
Repugnus's audials pick up the pebble drop. Not nearly as fast as Blurr, Repugnus transforms and heads in the same direction, keeping his sensors open. But he's creepy, and only slightly less irritating than Blurr, so his approach is hideous.

**Koinonia (12) has posed:**
The shapeshifter seems uneasy when Blurr starts coming towards him, but he doesn't act defensively, though his right hand moves momentarily to his blaster.

 Instead, he moves away from the border, closer to where the Decepticons are, brow ridges furrowed.

 Then he tightbeams Blurr. "<You. Leave your post for a bit. I want.. to talk to you>"

**Goth has posed:**
     With the confirmation of orders over his communlink, Goth started slinking his way to the Mimic's hideout, hoping Blast off will keep them alert of the bugs situation. Keeping his ears high as he made sure he wasn't going t get jumped.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off gets some orders to keep an optic on Blurr and the Mimic. "<< Understood. >>" He pauses to answer Swindle, "<< Not now, but talk to me later about something for my sights.... >>"

He tenses when he notices Repugnus in the area as well, but has to let that go and focus on the job at hand... though he'll keep a side-eye out for the Monsterbot, too, if he can help it. But for now he shifts position, moving along the rooftop, trying to remain out of sight of those below as he keeps an optic on Blurr and ...hmm, something near him. Is the Mimic cloaked again? "<< I have an optic on Blurr and it... it sounds like the Mimic may be communicating with him, not sure. I think they're close to one another over here. >>"

**Blurr has posed:**
    Blurr keeps approaching the source of the sound, but doesn't find anyone just yet. Then he receives a strange transmission. He frowns and folds his arms, straightening up a bit. << And who are you that you get to order me around? >> he challenges. << Show yourself, and then we'll talk. >> The speedster demands.

**Swindle has posed:**
"<< Oh, OK,>>" Swindle replies to Blast Off. He peers over a ridge to watch what's going on in the distance. "<< Ooooh, what's Blurr doing out there, I wonder?"

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot looks towards the bots then at the bunker. He chooses not to follow Goth as the others do their jobs. For now the sixchanger waits and observes as this has not turned into a combat situation, yet.

**Repugnus has posed:**
Repugnus decides to get a better vantage point. He digs his pincers into a nearby building and claws his way to the top. He crouches on the roof, observing Blurr, Blast Off, and keeping a bulbous optic out for any other Decepticons.

**Repugnus has posed:**
<<Welp, the Cons are here,>> Repugnus radios Healthpoint and Blurr, <<They make any moves, I'll eat them alive.>>

**Darkstar has posed:**
    Darkstar joined the group of Decepticons before too long. It had been suggested that he seek out the hunting party due to the presence of his advanced sensors, as Mimics were typically rather gifted at playing hide and seek well beyond the norm. While his approach had been from high orbit initially the Arrowship dropped as stealthily as possible toward the site of the Decepticon mission. Eventually, the spacer would come to find himself hovering next to the Combaticon Swindle.

**Healthpoint has posed:**
      Healthpoint notices Blurr has stopped and is standing there in what looks like a standoffish pose. She isn't sure who or what me might be looking at, but she watches him even as Repugnus reports Decepticons in the area. <<"Understood. Keep your eyes on them.">> she radios, then pauses a moment before radioing again. <<"Blurr...what are you doing out there?">>

**Koinonia (12) has posed:**
"<What do you take me for? I'm no fool, I'm not going to talk to you on Autobot soil, where I'll run the risk of getting arrested. Leave the premises.. make sure your comrades don't follow, and I'll reveal myself. I was going... to tell you about my upcoming plans>" The shapeshifter says, maintaining distance from the border. Eventually, once he feels he's a safe enough distance away, he'll wedge himself behind a large boulder and uncloak.

 He'll now be visible from any aerial vantage point...

**Goth has posed:**
     As Goth attempted to get closer to the bunker.. Lucky.. Well, anyone that knew Goth, knew that lady luck /hates/ Goth for whatever reason that only she and the rest the blasted gods know!... Goth unfortunately trips over some rubble /spectacularly/ as one of his back pede claws accidentally gets hooked into said rubble, and a dust cloud shoots is kicked up, showing the distorted image of Goth's silhouette and where he was... That and he let out a high-pitched yelp in surprise.

      Goth slaps a hand over his optics and grumbles softly. "Gods dammit.."

**Swindle has posed:**
Swindle has the feeling something's hovering near him, the sensation that someone's using antigravs around him causes him to turn and notice Darkstar. "Scrap, don't sneak up on me like that," he complains, "You just about gave me an energon pump attack." He sighs, then turns back to viewing the scene ahead, where everybody's been keeping watch for the shapeshifter. He hears Goth's yelp and facepalms. "Hope he didn't scare the mech off."

**Blast Off has posed:**
Did... Repugnus spot him? Blast Off ducks down more and squints /juuust/ over the rooftop edge, suppressing a shudder. "<< Frag, may have been spotted... >>" He frowns under his mask and keeps watching as the Mimic eventually decloaks. "<< AHA. Got the Mimic. >>" He puts the creature in his sights, ready to fire, but awaits further orders. "<< I'm on him.... give me the word and I'll shoot. >>" He stops and peers over as he hears a certain bat trip. "<< Of course, if we just \*give\* our location away... >>"

**Blurr has posed:**
    << And why would you want to tell -me- about your plans? So you can try to lure me into a trap? You -do- know I can get out of anything that can't move as fast as I can, right? And 'leave the premises' isn't exactly the most specific kind of instruction. Where exactly do you want me to meet you? >> Blurr replies to the stranger.

    But then he gets distracted when Goth trips and creates a cacophany of noise as well as kicking up dust that gives away his position. Oh and he yelled, too. The speedster whirls around and darts over toward the source of the disturbance. << I've got definite Decepticon activity in southwest sector 1A, gonna try to flush it out. >>

    He tosses an EMP toward where that dust cloud is just settling, to see if he can get a hit!

    Healthpoint's query is ignored.

**Koinonia (12) has posed:**
Mimic hisses when Goth practically steamrolls him. "/What/ are you doing here??" He growls. He cloaks again immediately again, once again disappearing from view. Blast Off might have even been about to shoot him, but he pulls his vanishing act. However, he continues to tightbeam Blurr.

 "<You know about the pylons>"

 A fog begins to settle on the outskirts of Polyhex, making it difficult to see, but the mist makes it more evident where movement is happening. To the east of Autobot Polyhex base, the fog is eddying slightly...

**Darkstar has posed:**
    The Arrowship maintained its position beside Swindle above the rooftop vantage point from which the Combaticon observed the distant Autobot movements. His reason for being present was confirmed within moments, as the very faint yet still queer distortion of the heat signature near a large boulder near the border of Autobot controlled territory. << DS-131 here... Target identified as codename: Mimic by Lieutenant Blast Off coordinate transfer underway. Should be poppin' up on yer' displays inna' tik. >>

    The yelp from the Mechabat went largely ignored. To Darkstar it was just a distraction and not worth the attention. It was time to see how the Heroic Autobots... Nay, how the Heroic Decepticons of this reality dealt with their enemies. Whether they were professionals or bumbling bafoons he had yet to learn one way or another. "...If-ee did scare 'im off then I opt out of bein' the mech ta' tell the Supreme Chancellor. Bet on that," the hovering dimension hopper replies to Swindle.

    << We've got us some hostile activity... Requestin' permission to engage at will- over. Wait! MOVEMENT... Eastward. Relaying coordinates now! >>

**Healthpoint has posed:**
      Blurr ignores Healthpoint, which is annoying but not unexpected. Still, it isn't until Blurr actually tosses a grenade that she figures there must be trouble. She transforms to her VTOL mode again and takes off, moving to cover Blurr from what she thinks must be Decepticon troublemakers. <<"I've got your back, Blurr!">> she radios, then gasps as she gets a glimpse of Mimic. <<"What was that?!">> she exclaims over the comms before noticing the dustcloud left over by Goth. <<"Just how many contacts do we have here?!">> she adds as she increases elevation some, trying to see for herself how many there might be.

**Swindle has posed:**
Swindle peers over the ledge of the rooftop while hiding his profile by being almost completely flat to the roof itself. "Mimic, huh? So, do we shoot it, or catch it, or what? I shoulda brought my electro-net gun."

**Repugnus has posed:**
Repugnus eyes the Mimic and the cloud of dust that is Goth. The large, repellant monster flexes his pincers and waits for the right moment to strike. He doesn't bother radioing Blurr. He's just spent too long in medbay with the speedster to want to communicate with him anymore than necesary.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth is actually able to calculate where Blurr trajectory is going to leave him and he takes the few precious seconds he has to roll out of the way and get his cloaking device into a spot to quickly hide him once more! letting out a breath of relief, and quickly takes his /own/ aim as he moved away from the dust cloud. "<<S-Shut it! I didn't do it on purpose.>>" Goth snaps over the communlink /farily/ embaressed.

**Repugnus has posed:**
Repugnus acts. Blurr may be an aft, but he is an Autobot. The Monsterbot transforms and aims his Venom Laser at the Decepticon mad scientist, or at least where he disappeared at, and fires quick as he can.

**Blurr has posed:**
    Blurr watches as the EMP goes off, but doesn't seem to hit anything. "Slag it..." he mutters, as he keeps his sensors primed for where the dirty Con may have gone. << I think it was that flying monster-looking mech. The one with the annoying scream. Whatever his name is. >> he finally response to Healthpoint.

    Then that stranger starts talking to him again. << Just tell me where you want to meet me already. But don't you dare try anything funny--if you do you're not going to like where you end up. >>

**Koinonia (12) has posed:**
"<I'm directly east of the Polyhex outpost. Do you see the outcropping jutting out at a 45 degree angle? The sun is hitting the right side. That's my location. If you want to discuss more in depth about the pylons, meet me there>" he tightbeams the blue racer.

 "<But make sure no one follows. There's Decepticons around ... get rid of them, please>"

**Swindle has posed:**
"Oof," Swindle says, watching the events play out below. "Can anyone detect that thing now that it's gone into hidey-mode?" He sighs. "<< This just isn't your day, is it? >>" he shortranges sympathetically to Goth.

**Blast Off has posed:**
FRAG! "<< Goth, thanks, now he's GONE! >>" Blast Off grumbles into the radio after Goth's extra noise causes his target to vanish again. THAT is something to aggrivate any sniper. The shuttleformer lifts his head, huffing to himself. He then aims at Blurr, nearly squeezing the trigger- but hesitates at the last moment. Once he shoots, he's given his position away for sure. No, he'll wait... for just a bit longer. At least Darkstar sends coordinates that reestablish a position on the Mimic. "<< Err... thanks. >>" He sends back, still a bit unsure Darkstar is totally trsutworthy given the rumors he's heard. But, well, not gonna look a gift horse in the mouth just yet....

**Darkstar has posed:**
    Now there was more weapons fire. Oh joy! Darkstar had only just arrived on this strange alternate universe version of Cybertron, and already there was plenty of action to go around. Talk about a lucky break! There was far too little remaining opposition elseverse...

    << I said... Requestin' blasted permission to free weapons- over! >> Darkstar was getting antsy now. He wasn't normally one to just rush into combat without at least receiving some form of okay from the commanding officer on site, unless of course they ignored him. << Fraggit! >>

    The Arrowship's engines whined loudly as it suddenly shot skyward while weapon systems locked onto the most dangerous looking target he could find. That target was found quickly enough, and boy oh boy was it ugly! Seeing that there is so little glory in launching a surprise attack on an unsuspecting foe the spacer opted to pepper the Monsterbot at best, and opened up with basic vulcan cannons for show.

**Repugnus has posed:**
The sound of impacting metal can be heard as the volley strikes its target, leaving multiple pits in the Monsterbot's armor. Repugnus leers up at Darkstar. His huge, bulbous optics begin to glow, change colors, growing brighter, until they light up the area--including in the path of the Mimic. He strobes his optics, waiting for that sightless, dazed look of his targets. He cackles, loudly.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth lets out a low growl, why did no one understand he didn't do it on purpose?! He just looks up at the sky silently cursing the gods for whatever curse of horrid luck they decided to give him.... Thankfully he's not the one to give the opening shots, and lets out a relieved breath, though this was a whole lot of new issues, given the fact that they where on some heavily guarded bot territory...

      Weighing his options, and targets.. Blurr, Repugnus, AKA the bot that STABBED him, or Healthpoint, the big rotary femme... Goth covers his optic to keep himself from being blinded.. Right, Mr.Stabby it was! Time to show who was way better at stabbing at that!

**Repugnus has posed:**
Repugnus hideously laughs and laughs... even when Goth slashes him, his monstrous mirth continues. Some neutralized venom pours from the wound, but does nothing. This angers Repugnus more than Goth or Darkstar. He swings his tail and aims to skewer the bat with it! "Chew on that!"

**Swindle has posed:**
"OH SCRAP! OH SCRAP OH SCRAP OH SCRAP OH SCRAP!" Swindle exclaims, as an unexpected bright flash overloads his optics and he's unable to see a blasted thing. He waits for the effect to pass before doing much for the moment. "So, we're under attack now, then?" he wonders.

**Blurr has posed:**
    Blurr follows the description, his gaze moving toward the spot the mech is describing. Maybe it's a trap, but the speedster kind of honestly believes he can get himself out of anything. << I've got his location, I'm going in. >> he rushes off, disappearing into the fog.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Oh now, Darkstar, there's \*plenty\* of glory in sniping an unsuspecting target! The challenge and skill is getting into place for a lethal shot without being spotted! Blast Off peers back over to look for that target when Repugnus's light show blinds him. "Gah!" The Combaticon pulls back, rubbing his optics while listening to the sound of a battle beginning. WELL THEN.

He is just aiming at Blurr when the racer... well, races off. COWARD. Well then. Hmm. "<< Yes, we seem to be in a fight now, >>' he radios back to Swindle. Blast Off notices the odd fog...or something? That looks odd, whatever it is. He reboots his optics and hopes he can see well enough to hit the Mimic... IF the Mimic is even where he thinks he is. Time to find out! PEW!

**Koinonia (12) has posed:**
As soon as he's spotted Blurr heading for his location, the shapeshifter uncloaks. A strange expression comes across his features momentarily, but as quickly as the look comes, it goes.

But uncloaking is what ends up allowing Blast Off a relatively clear shot of him.

"Argh!" he cries as the shot pierces his upper shoulder. He flickers as he re-cloaks, injured. "Damn.. Decepticons!" he curses.

"Blurr..." he says in an oddly soft tone of voice. "I was.. going to tell you everything.."

He limps off, but is bleeding, and isn't taking care to hide the trail of blood he's leaving behind. Perhaps he /wants/ Blurr to follow him...

**Healthpoint has posed:**
      <<"Gah!">> Healthpoint exclaims as she hovers there, now blinded by her own teammate. <<"Doesn't that thing have any controls?!">> she growls toward Repugnus as sparkles fill her vision and her targeting systems are scrambled. "Blurr!" she exclaims as he goes racing off. She starts to follow, but with her vision cloudy she can't really follow such a speedy target through the fog. <<"I suggest we pull back to the walls! It seems there is a whole squadron of Decepticons out here! And Blurr can outrun them all!">> she says.

      The big VTOL starts back toward the base, but still offers some covering fire for Repugnus since...well, she is pretty sure he -isn't- going to just pull back. He doesn't seem like the type to make a tactical withdrawal to a more fortified position. Not without getting bashed around a bit first. So, she takes up a position within a short distance of the walls and a few panels open along the front edges of her wings. "You Decepticons are pretty brave showing up so close to a fortified position! Let's see if I can make you rethink that decision!"

      A small number of missiles fire from her wings. Missiles with large needles at their tips. They go zig-zagging through the air erratically, hopefully seeking out the appropriate targets.

**Darkstar has posed:**
    What the frag... Seriously? Did this beastformer just jump in and attack HIS target? The nerve!

    << You piece of slag! You didn't notice that I called that 'Bot already!? >> Darkstar booms over the radio, his sensors temporarily out of commission along with direct line of sight visuals as he continued to climb higher and higher toward the stratosphere. With each passing moment the Decepticon's vision gained more and more clarity until he could at the very least make out the general size and shape of his painted target along with another airborn Autobot who has decided to open fire.

    The good thing about Repugnus' blinding attack as far as the Autobots were concerned is that it'd be quite a bit more difficult to land a successful strike on any intended target. The bad thing about Repugnus' blinding attack is that the spacer who typically shied away from attacking medics and support personnel (in both universes) couldn't exactly tell the difference anymore! Full throttle ahead, Darkstar decided to pay homage to one of his favorite allies... Ramjet.

**Swindle has posed:**
Swindle rubs his optics. "Is anyone still shooting?" he asks, still not being able to see for scrap, so he's not about to try. He doesn't want to aim at what he thinks is an Autobot and end up hitting Goth or Blast Off!

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth grits his denta as he is indeed skewered! but not enough to stop him! He /easily/ ribs the barbs from his frame, glaring down at Repugnus, only to be shot by one of the missiles that crack his armor, leaving a distinct disjointment under his fur, he lets out a pained snarl. "<<I do not care, he is the one causing the most tactical trouble, the quicker he is put down the better.>>" Goth would snipe back.

      "<<We should pull back for now..>>" They could have autobots swarming from three different positions at any moment now, looking back down at Repugnus and, well, attempting to chomp into his fuel lines.

**Repugnus has posed:**
Repugnus does the sensible thing and takes advantage of HP's cover fire to fall back. He may be a monster, but he's not a mindless beast. Systems burning with a venom not his own, Repugnus feels it wrench at his systems, drawing away his strength. He transforms to his slightly faster robot mode and narrowly evades the bat's closing jaws.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off rubs at his optics again, "<< I certainly am, >>" he responds to Swindle, "<< just nailed that Mimic, heh. I see he's cloaked again but looks like he's leaving a trail? How inconsiderate, not just dropping on the spot like a \*good\* target, tsk. >>" Unfortunately, paying attention to that means he doesn't see Healthpoint taking aim....

"Oww!" The shuttleformer jumps up, pulling a syringe out of his armor. With the growl of his engines, he turns to his most recent attacker. Taking aim at Healthpoint, then noticing Goth fighting with Repugnus and remembering what \*that\* can be like... he goes from one target to the next. Hmm. Eenie meenie minie moe... However, as Repugnus flees, he turns focus on the enemy still present. Healthpoint. He has to shake his head, still feeling a bit woozy, but it doesn't stop him from taking the shot. PEW again!

**Blurr has posed:**
    Finally, the mysterious stranger reveals himself. "You!" Blurr exclaims, recognizing the would-be assassin from Grav-Haraan as he immediately takes a defensive posture and levels his weapons at the mech. However, oddly enough, he doesn't seem to be hostile. In fact...

    There's something strangely familiar about him, in that odd look he had for a moment, that Blurr hadn't picked up on before, but the speedster can't seem to figure out -what-.

    An awkward moment of staring is interrupted when Blast Off shoots the other mech and he starts to retreat. "Wait!" Blurr calls out, and hurries after him.

**Healthpoint has posed:**
      In her blinded state, it is only sheer luck that Healthpoint isn't hit by the passing Darkstar. "Woah! What was that?!" she exclaims as he rushes past. Repugnus actually does head for the walls, and Healthpoint is more than happy to follow. She notices some kind of blast from somewhere pretty far off, but can't really tell what it was from this distance and with the blindness. Little does she know she narrowly avoided a sniper shot! <<"Blurr! If you can hear me, we have to head back inside the base! There are too many Decepticons out here! Stay safe, and don't come back covered in monster goo this time!">>

      Then, probably only slightly faster than Repugnus, she heads for nearby Polyhex.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth takes one last snap at Repugnus before he fully leaves and just chuffs, watching them go, he starts walking, getting ready to take off ,as this place was likely to be flooded with Autobots soon. "<<...Hmph, well that settles that.>>" He murmur mostly to himself

**Darkstar has posed:**
    Well, that didn't work!

    Speeding past Healthpoint the Arrowship finally regains full sensor function, and the visuals are as clear as the bright side of the moon. Banking sharply, Darkstar found himself chasing after Healthpoint with weapons preparing to lock on. << Lockin' on target... Lock-on to commence in three...two... Eh? A medic? Pshhh... >>

    The Arrowship suddenly breaks off pursuit, and reorients itself to face Decepticon territory. << Well, that was fun... >> he offers simply enough before engaging afterburners to rocket from the engagement area with a resounding BOOM.

**Swindle has posed:**
Swindle hears a sonic boom. "Hey, does that mean we're all going home now?" he wonders, "And, I think I need a seeing optic shuttle, here. Or maybe a seeing-optic bat? I still can't see for scrap."

**Blast Off has posed:**
Shooting at Healthpoint turns out to be a bad idea. VERY bad. Blast Off is more disoriented than he thought. Somehow, upon squeezing the trigger, he accidentally loses grip and his own weapon twirls aeround in his grasp and fires off, just barely missing HIM. "Aigh!" The shuttleformer jumps back, fumbling frantically with the gun as he's suddenly a total butterfingers. Eventually he gets a grip, literally, vents heaving in short, sharp huffs.

He notices everyone leaving. Huh. The shuttleformer vents again, then sighs. LOoking around, he realizes he has to get outta here- ASAP. Welp. Blast Off steps back onto the center of the roof, then transforms to shuttle mode. "<< C'mon, Swindle, follow my (very cultured and distinguished) voice and ...no, no, you're heading to my nosecone, more to the right... there you go, my cargo door is right there... Hurry up! >>" He huffs impatiently but waits for Swindle to get inside before rocketing off himself.

**Swindle has posed:**
Swindle needs no further encouragement as he makes his way to Blast Off's door and scrambles in blindly. "Thanks!" he says, "Now let's get the frak outta here so we can let our optics rest!" He collapses on the floor faceup and sighs.