1220/Springing into Action

Cast of Characters: | Springer, First Aid, Starlock, 140

**Starlock has posed:**
     Another day, another practice session in the training simulators, Starlock had her music blasting loudly as she did training with the simulation drones, despite how much she disliked training with them, as she felt they were not exactly up to her level of skill.

      She was heavily focused on them as she spun her stave deftly in her hand, and lounged at one of the drones, using the force of her peede boosters to help propel herself forward faster, attempting to impale it, if not simply zap it with the electrofied end of her stave, she was also notably humming along to the lyrics of the music.

**Springer has posed:**
    Springer swaggers into the training area, looking around to see who's here. Spotting the combat medic, he smiles. Stepping further into the room, Springer finds a seat. He slowly draws his sword and sets it across his lap. Watching Starlock miss the training drone and get zapped in return, Springer calls out, "Are you going to take that from a non-sentient bucket of bolts?" He laughs at his own joke.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock misses and in turn does take fire, smoke billowing from the wound, as well as simulated energon leaking from it as she speeds past the drone and goes into a slide, frowning at the Green bot taunting her, he was the guy from Macc's the other Lunar-cycle, right?

      She doesn't respond outside the determined glance she gave Springer (which could easily been mistaken for a glare) as she spun er stave once more, and pressed a button, it retracting inward as she snaps it back onto her belt, before quickly grabbing the hilts of her Dual energon blades, and ignited the purple colored blades by pressing a button on the hilts.

      She'd lunge once more at the drone with a speed that cloud /almost/ keep up with Blurr. "Think you'd be a better sparring partner?" She'd ask, finely breaking from her hard combat focus, as the music on her little radio switched to the next song.

**Springer has posed:**
    Springer chuckles confidently. "I might. Care to give me a try?" He stands again, resting his sword over one shoulder. "Nice blades," he offers as a compliment. He walks over to the control panel, ready to reset the scenario if Starlock agrees.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock dodged the drone with easy and took a few steps back, letting the drone disengage before looking over to him, and nodded, allowing the simulation to undo the simulated damage and rest the drone.

      She'd frown looking at Springer, her finials twitching upward. "By the way, I'm sergeant Starlock, I'm one the medical officers that work under Ratchet, and First Aid." She'd nod. "Also, thanks." She'd nod again, looking down at her blades, and moved to her end of the combat field, taking a cautious stance.

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid comes into the training room as if on cue. "Oh. Theres other people in here. Its good. I can come back later." he says, moving back away from those that are already there.

**Springer has posed:**
    Springer rolls his head from one side to the next, cracking his neck. "I'm Springer. You may have heard of me. Security, working for Prowl." He smiles. "But don't hold that against me." He laughs easily. As First Aid pops his head in and then turns to head right back out, Springer calls out, "Wait! First Aid! Come back! Watch - you might learn something. Or, one of us might need you if the room doesn't do its job to protect us," he laughs again.

    Activating the panel before him, Springer pulls up a program based on Ceti Alpha Seven. The room is suddenly plunged into holographic murky jungles with knee-deep sludgy swamp. "There, that's better," Springer grins. "Some local color." Springer grips his sword in both hands and steps away from Starlock, getting somewhat lost amongst the green foliage. "Come out come out wherever you are, sergeant medic," he calls. "Show me whatcha got."

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock would squint at him, why was everyone under Prowl so much more chill than him? "I don't think he's ever brought you up." She'd state truthfully, she could not recall for the life of her, any time she heard that name.

      Starlock would then nod to Aid, a smile finally appearing on her face. "You're okay to stay Aid, you know this." She'd grin to him. Her attention then went as the sims field was set to something very alien to Starlock, and well.. She was a little enthralled by all the greenery and foliage, finding a strange.. comfort in it all.

      She'd close her optics, only to be snapped from her calm by Springers calls, she'd look to where she heard it, and pop open her left arm panel, searching for the near signals, she'd then start running forward, deactivating her blades, and pulling her twin-pistols, and firing.

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid blinks "Me?" wow. One of the wreckers wants him to stick around while they train. "Well okay then. I just didnt want to get in the way or anything. If you guys need me to help, let me know." he quietly goes and sits on a bench to watch. He knows he can't handle either one of them in training so its best to learn by observing.

**Springer has posed:**
    On brand for Springer, he calls up a camouflage program and then immediately renders it useless by calling out to his opponent. Starlock's twin pistols blast his thick armor, leaving little holographic scorch marks across his yellow chest. "Guess I'd better get my head in the game," he laughs. As Starlock runs forward, instead of dodging, Springer moves closer. He swings his sword in a wide arc, ideally letting her simply run into his blade.

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
Heavy footfalls precede the entrance of a large mech recently seen at Ol' Macs. Though some no doubt still wonder where Roadbuster has been for so many cycles. Depending on how much information has been let out least those higher up would know he was released from the Garrus. For what only high command would know. The future wrecker looks about the sim then at the fight nearby, "Forget basic camo rules again? Never announce yourself to your opponent." Anyone also familiar with the big mech would know he used to train cadets for some time.

**Starlock has posed:**
     And Mech that did hurt! There was already a nasty slash in that armor of hers, spewing simulated energon, it doesn't deter her though, she'd keep an optic on her vital readouts on that arm panel of hers, and lunge at Springer once more, switching from her pistols to those blades of hers, aiming right for his exposed servos, wires and fuel lines.

      "You're never in the way Aid!" She'd grin over to him, nodding at him that it was okay to talk, knowing full well what was going on with him.

**Springer has posed:**
    "Yeah, yeah, Roadbuster. I get it." He turns slightly to give Roadbuster a smirk - and gets nailed someplace sensitive by Starlock. "Ow!" Springer laughs. "That's what I get for fighting a medic!" He takes a step back, sloshing through the simulated mucky water, and feints with his sword before simply throwing a massive punch at Starlock's center mass. Sparks fly from his injuries as already his opponent has slowed him down.

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
Roadbuster crosses his arms, "Getting sloppy, Springer. What are ya still a rookie!?" He find a simulated tree to lean against as he watches the pair fight. Taking note of Starlocks moves saying to himself, "Huh not bad navigating the alien terrain."

**Starlock has posed:**
     Unfortunately for Springer, Starlock is a dexterus little femme! She'd duck and release the lock on her auxiliary tank, and get a few feet away from him, she'd frown, taking stock of the situation, he was /a lot/ bulkier than her, and could easily defeat her if she wasn't careful, so, knowing full well about what she was about to do, she would attempt to keep herself moving as she transforms in to her Mini-buse alt-mode!

      Aiming that armor-eating plasma cannon at him. "Don't be too hard on him, I can hit Blast Off, after all." She'd almost chuckle.

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid looks down at his feet. His optics glow in a blush. "Still I can't hold out to any of the heavyweights here. I'll be ready for cleanup if needed."

**Springer has posed:**
    Springer smirks. "I'm just out of practice!" he laughs. Ducking behind another simulated tree, he tries to dodge while recovering from Starlock's initial hit. Unfortunately, she transforms into a bus and he feels thrown under it as she nails him with an armor-eating cannon. As his internal HUD informs him of the simulated damage, he frowns. "You got a nice bag o' tricks there, medic," he says, sounding less amused. Ducking through the trees, he pulls out his Blaster Cannon and switches it to the wind tunnel setting. "I have to admit," he says, "this really blows." Trying to keep cover between Starlock and him, he fires the cannon.

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
"Heh he's used to it. Better to keep him on edge.", Roadbuster says as he continues to observe. Glancing to Firzt Aid he says, "Ah come on, anyone with the right training can handle them in a fight. Just need ta believe you can do it and trust your teammates have yer back."

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock takes the hit, and sent rolling, but she knew she was going to be taking that with the risk she took. "Have to be if I'm going to be out there on their on the field." She'd retot, taking a defensive stance and transforming back into her mini-bot mode, finally sliding to a stop.

      looking at the second injury she has, frowning, she looks at her own hud, before pulling the hose from her auxiliary tank, and recycle the contents back into her own fuelines, as she gave Springer a smirk. "Guess you can say it's definitely not /rolling/ in your favour, yeah?~" She'd try to to keep from cackling but the big grin on her face from that pun was quite apparent.

      Her finial twitched upward hearing Aid. "Like he said Aid! You'll get there, just takes time, everyone's different, and moves at a different pace." She'd call.

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid shakes his head "See that's the thing. Im not really sure its something I want to be good at. Im a medic, not a warrior."

**Springer has posed:**
    Springer takes advantage of Starlock's pause to rally his own attack. "OK, OK," he says in response to Starlock's pun. "I get the POINT!" To emphasize his own pun, he draws his sword once more and charges, trying to slash at Starlock before she can get moving again. The simulated muck slows down his charge, but Springer's powerful legs keep him going. "I'm sharper than you think," he claims, pressing the pun assault.

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
Roadbuster nods to Aid, "You don't have to be the best at it but think of this. What would you do if your teammate was in danger and your the only one close. Better to pull off something to help even if its just distracting the enemy."

**Starlock has posed:**
     Unfortunately for him, Starlock's /way/ to quick and had been watching for such an attempt, She'd run towards him, and when he moved to slash downwards at her, she'd swerve out of the way, and using one of her still drawn pistols, would fire at him point blank! "Please, that was a bit dull." She'd smirk.

      She was also still listening though, hearing what Roadbuster was saying to Aid, did make her smile a bit, giving a simple nod.

**Springer has posed:**
    Springer stops joking around as Starlock swerves out of the way of his blundering attack and nails him again. He nods to himself, backing away and drawing his blaster cannon with his left hand while keeping his sword in his right. "Gotcha," he says seriously. "Then I'll leave the joking to you and focus on what I do best: fighting." Backing away, he raises his blaster cannon and takes just a moment to aim before firing off a controlled shot.

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
Roadbuster looks back to the fight and nods as Springer is getting more serious. Who will win is not clear but it is a good show. He idly pulls out a holomatter double of his rifle and starts to look it over.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock lets out an "oof" as she's hit, and given another smoldering wound, good thing her armor is fire resistant, and she has a rather strong cooling system she hates some days. She'd give a hard glare at Springer, taking another round of shots at him. "Well, I mean if no ones smiling, or unable to laugh, then things would be pretty bad, yeah?" She'd ask.

      She'd keep a distance still, watching Springer carefully, her optics glancing to the orange and green bot. "Who are you by the way? Don't think I ever caught ya' name!" She'd call to Roadbuster.

**Springer has posed:**
    Springer is hit again, but he doesn't answer her taunts. Instead he crouches in the murky water and then springs out of it, using his powerful legs to launch him out of the muck. He grabs a tree on the way up and uses it to swing from to try to close the distance and kick Starlock before she can react and shoot him again.

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
Roadbuster makes a few adjustments on the rifle before looking up to Starlock as she calls out saying, "Roadbuster of Kaon." Yeah the mech admits he was forged in that rough territory but that was pre-war.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock's vital read out, and readouts on the screen in the simulation, start blaring about how she's close to going down. She'd shaking some but takes a vent and puts herself in a defensive stance, and tends to some of those injuries. She doesn't look exactly keen on giving up, going over in her helm what she did wrong, mainly being she should of struck Springer with her canon, twice.

      She'd nod at Roadbuster. "Starlock of Harmonex." She'd call back simply.

**Springer has posed:**
    "Harmonex, huh?" Springer butts in. "Nice! Sorry about what happened to it." As Starlock steps back to do repairs, Springer drops down, trying to grab her and dunk her under the simulated water while laughing. "Head's up!" he cries, jumping backward after the attempt and ducking behind a tree.

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
"Lotta places never deserve what they got. Least delayed that monster for a while. Unfortunate price of war.", Roadbuster says as he looks up at the fight, "Patching in the middle of a fight. Risky but brave whether or not you have the skills."

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock would zip out of the way, ignoring the slimy water, and bounced her way up one of the simulated trees, and took a moment to repair her sub-systems that were on the fritz from Springers attacks. "Not the first city to fall, but it won't be the last." She'd state darkly.

      She'd take a vent, and glance to Roadbuster and chuckled. "There is a reason the decepticons have started playing 'shoot the medic' because of my field work." She'd give a slightly sheepish smile.

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
Roadbuster nods, "Hah been a wrench in their gears? Good work there." He doesn't go back to the city conversation as he adds, " Just the kind of strategy they decide to go with. "

**Springer has posed:**
    Springer grimaces, taking the time to analyze his own mistakes. As the larger, stronger opponent, instead of fooling around he should have moved in close from the start, using his longer reach and superior strength to hammer his smaller opponent. As Roadbuster and Starlock discuss Harmonex, Springer moves through the trees, keeping an optic on Starlock as she tries to take a breather. When he feels the moment is right, he charges through the murky water again, attempting to lay a series of quick jabs at his agile opponent.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock catches his movement right off and takes the opportunity to bounce herself right off his frame! She'd then pull that stave of hers from her subspace and attempt to jab the live-electrical end towards Springers armor, not trying to impale him, but just touch his armor. "I maaaaay have given Megatron a rude gesture." She'd admit sheepishly.

**Springer has posed:**
    "If you fix as well as you fight, you're definitely a double-threat," Springer says admirably before getting zapped by Starlock. Changing his stance, Springer pulls back, bringing his guard up and ducking and weaving before moving closer, sloshing through the holographic water to try to get too close to jab with that spear. He throws a few more punches to try to keep her off-balance, but it's obvious that the larger Autobots is tiring quickly.

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
Roadbuster laughs, "Thats even better." He observes the fight saying, "This looks like anyones match." Hard to tell his expression as he tilts his head, "Course someone does need a lot more practice."

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock quickly stuffed way her stave once more as a bright, jagged, electricity made, star-shape bullseye forms on Springers Armor. "I've also been melting Sixshot and Onslaughts armor with that canon of mine, makes everyone else's life easier on the field when the heavily armored heavy hitter isn't as heavily armored anymore." She'd chirp.

      She was definitely plotting strategy at this point, spitting Springer tiring she'd raise her pistol and fire once more, well aware of her fuel reserves yelling at her that she's low.

**Springer has posed:**
    "That would be me!" Springer laughs. "This little medic is definitely putting me through my paces!" To Starlock directly, he admits, "I really underestimated you, and that was my mistake. See, First Aid," he calls out, in case the field medic is still listening. "You can be a healer and a fighter both. This one can show us both a few things." He's shot right in the bullseye, driving him back. Just as quickly, however, he moves in, keeping his guard up as he tries to end this fight before it turns into a slog.

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
Roadbuster laughs again before saying, "Yeah don't have to be able to take down anyone but you can wear them down."

**Springer has posed:**
    Springer says, "Yeah, no doubt! If I was Brawl, or Quake, you could keep me busy for cycles! Mid-fight, Springer suddenly gets a radio message from one of his superiors. "What, NOW?" he complains with a scowl. "Fine. I'm on my way." He smiles and bows to Starlock. "Great fight!" he compliments her. "Next time, though, don't go so easy on me!" he laughs. Offering a playful yet respectful salute, Springer literally bounds out of the room, off to the next adventure.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock is finally hit again and her vitals are screaming at her again as she hisses out in pain, right, that was that! "Ahah it's Alright.. I concede anyway, No point in going till I get knocked out." She'd chuckle as she got up, slipping away her weapons.

      "Oof.. Even then, I can understand him not wanting to fight." She'd smile at Aid. "Nothin' Wrong with just being a doctor, but do Defend yourself, yeah?" She'd nod, before looking to Springer. "Definitely a much better sparring partner then the drone." She'd smile. "And Blurr for that matter." She'd add tartly.

      She'd then call to springer. "Yeah! Next time you're getting to Cannon blasts to the face!" she'd laugh.

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
Roadbuster watches Springer run off before looking to First Aid, "Right everyone has their own ways of doing things. But still being able to protect yourself or evade can't hurt." He then glances to Starlock, "The Translucetia speedster proving he's not the best?"

**Starlock has posed:**
     "He's an afthole." She'd state point blank, and vented, clearly there was more to the situation but she wasn't really willing to talk about it; Instead she smiled. "Our Afthole I suppose though." She'd nod sagely, crossing her arms.

      "By the way, nice to meet you." She'd nod. "And glad I could make a good first Impression." She'd chuckle. "Had I been in the medical bay, I'd probably come off a bit more grouchy and to the point then I am here."

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
"No surprise there.", Roadbuster replies. He then chuckles before saying, "Used to grumpy medics. Heard Ratchet was pulled from deltaran."

**Starlock has posed:**
     "Not pulled, quit, there was a..." She'd click her jaw. "..../Issue/ regarding Pharma." She says with a bitter tone, oh there was a lot there she was trying not to unpack. "So, now we are part of a medical division here." She'd nod.

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
Roadbuster nods, "Well whatever happened is done with and looks like your all welcome here."

**Starlock has posed:**
     Stalrock nodded. "I expect not less from Ratchet, he's a kind person, and I knew the second he found out he'd not be happy." She'd smile, and take a seat by Aid. "So, how about you then, Not seen you around before, new?" she'd ask.

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
Roadbuster goes back to adjusting the gun in his hands before taking aim to look down its sights. Looking back Starlock he lets out a vent before saying, "No just recently returned. Been away for some time till command called back." Where be was during that time the mech doesn't elaborate on.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Stalrock nodded. "I'm still surprised there those that I've yet to meet, after being here as long as I have... I keep feeling like i've met anyone and then someone new appears." She'd chuckle, before giving a light bow. "I look forward to working with you and Springer both." She'd grin, and she does not pry.

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
Roadbuster takes aim once again to the sky before yelling out, "Pull!" The room quickly generates a pair of targets that are sent flying. Firing off a few rounds Buster hits one but not the other, "Adjust sights a bit." He turns and nods to Starlock saying, "Same to you, Starlock."