1126/Battleground: Uraya 4 - 1

Cast of Characters: | Blurr, Quickswitch, Goth, 135

**Blurr has posed:**
    The war rages on at Uraya, with the Autobots struggling against a new Decepticon offensive. Artillery shells explode across the battlefield and the sky is red with fire. Inside one of the watchtowers, Blurr is at a console, trying to identify just who is leading the charge on the Decepticon side this time around.

    But in the meantime, he launches a wave of drones at the enemy forces in general.

**Quickswitch has posed:**
Quickswitch is prowling the sky in his hideous jet mode, keeping an optic on the air and the ground, watching for any 'named' Decepticons foolish enough to come here.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth is flying over head once more in his cloaked as he navigated the updrafts created by the heat and smoke plumes up from down below, which he was trying to endure, but it was apparent it was starting to get to him slightly, shaking his head every now and then as he took a few vents to calm himself. "<<Oh lovely.. Everything's on fire.>>" he's gripe over the commlink.

      He'd Take note of Blurr and quickswitch on the field as he did his flyby, sending a data packet to Sixshot on a weak point in the base defences armor. "<<There, that should do it.>>"

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot is silent as he studies the battlefield. Sure it's on fire but that doesn't concern him. Instead he remains hidden as he avoids Autobot soldiers and other personnel. Made aware of Blurr and Quickswitch he gives them a wide berth. Once receiving the data he quickly moves to the most likely weak point. Nor wasting any opportunity as he aims to strike it hard.

**Blurr has posed:**
    Suddenly Sixshot appears from the shadows, a blip showing up on the holopanel. Oh, the sixchanger, huh? Well the Autobots have one of their own! He opens a comm. << Quickswitch, I've got Sixshot in the southwest quadrant, keep him occupied. >>

    Keying some more commands, he launches another wave of drones in that general direction, hoping they might soften Sixshot up a bit!

**Quickswitch has posed:**
The assault unit studies the blazing battleground. ...There are no Decepticons of note--Wait..! He spies the one emerging from a looming patch of shadow.. Great elation and sick realization flood his systems. And fear. Terrible fear. For he alone knows Sixshot best.. and it is indeed his mentor. It takes all his control bot to transform in midair and crash, so he transforms and lands near to where Sixshot is. And stalls.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would take a quick Analyze's of the hole they had just made, sending it off to Sixshot once more as he also took his own data, his index claws twitching as he waited his chance.

      "<<Good, I do warn, like last time, due to them being able to see you, you're likely to take a lot of fire before I reveal myself.>>" Fairly he didn't /want/ to reveal himself after last time.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot pulls his blasters out of subspace and quickly swats away any drones that come too close <<That is to be expected. Speaking of which.>> Taking notice of his student he takes aim but doesn't fire as Quick seems to hold back. One receiving new data he turns back to the hole he just started. Once more taking aim before firing firing off several laser bolts at the weak point.

**Blurr has posed:**
    Blurr curses when Quickswitch stalls. << The frag are you doing, get out there and keep him occupied! You're the only one who can take him one on one right now, slag it! Listen, if we lose this city because of you, mechs are going to -die-. Innocent ones. And it'll be YOUR fault. >> He says angrily, desperately wishing he had rank on the mech, but he doesn't. Good thing Sky Lynx does, though.

    He rushes to the top of the tower and grabs a turret, firing it downward at the Decepticon sixchanger.

**Quickswitch has posed:**
A flurry of moving parts and Quickswitch is alive with feral wrath. "Forgive me, Mentor.." he growls softly and lets himself descend into the purest rage he feels. He leaps at Sixshot, claws out and jaw wide, <<I'll show ALL YOU IDIOTS!!>>

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would bank hard and get himself high into the air, before going into a familiar dive towards the base, appearing in a quick burst of black pixel particles he brings his acid laced claws forward to drag them a cross the hole they had made in the decenes armor, keeping an optic on Quickswitch and Blurr's positions.

      "<<Should take some of the heat off of you... Hopefully not as much as last time.>>" Oh he hoped, he very much hoped.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot quickly looks around as he hears the familiar sound of the massive bomb launcher. It takes him a few moments till he notices the incoming projectile. He quickly moves to evade before it can cluster and explode, "Brining out proper guns this time, I see."

 He looks towards the turret and aims but is quickly interrupted by the incoming beast. He would transform himself but instead tries to evade. It proves to be too late as he lifts his arms to take the brunt of the hit, "Always expected this day would come. Well lets have it." Moving slightly back from the impact he quickly attempts to kick back the other sixchanger.

**Quickswitch has posed:**
"Sixshot--No!" Quickswitch calls out even as he finds himself transforming, and the assault unit evades and fires back, in Cannon mode. It grieved the assault unit, but orders were orders, and the jabbering out of his own mouth was nothing, and the thoughts were nothing, "We don't have to fight!--Why the Decepticons? Join me! We can fight alongside as father and son!" (OOC: Thank you, Star Wars.)

**Blurr has posed:**
    Blurr curses again as he misses Sixshot. Getting up from the turret, he was about to get down to the field himself and try to stun the Decepticon sixchanger. But then Goth appears suddenly, and the speedster changes his mind, instead going back to the console on the lower level and launching yet another wave of drones. There is a groan of metal as another by opens and the weapons are deployed.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would take note of Sixshot taking his attention off the defences, and quickly spoke over the radio to him. "<<Be mindful, maybe attempting to take your optics off the field base.>>" He'd then look down, starting to look over the damage done, when he receives Sixshot's command, and clicked his jaw, but nodded.

      Letting out a distressed yelp as he would take a it form the drones, and quickly shoot his helm as he dizzly tried to correct his vision from the smoke. Goth would look over the damage as fast as he could, sending Sixshot a data packet, before he kicked himself off the base and flew up into the air once more, letting out a hiss as he glared down at Blurr.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
"And have others dictate what I do, even with the Senate gone!? While it would be foolish to give you the same off as we're set on our paths!", Sixshot yells back, already running as Quick transforms. As the photon blast impacts nearby he quickly jumps and flips, gears quickly shifting to tank mode. Turning back to the base he ignores his student as the bat relays new.

 Treads rip apart the ground as he moves forward. As the drones swarm he attempts to ignore them as they singe his armor and get in his way. Not wasting anytime as he releases a missile towards the new target.

**Blurr has posed:**
    "Ugh, what part of 'keep him occupied' doesn't this guy understand?" Blurr mutters to himself as Quickswitch fails to keep Sixshot's aggro. Come on, now!

    He darts out of the tower and jumps down onto the battlefield, landing near Sixshot before leveling his TechVolt at the tank. "Do I have to do -everything- myself?" he complains as he fires.

**Quickswitch has posed:**
The assault unit continues its barrage, feeling the icy sensation of fear slip away, "...Orders are orders," it mutters, perhaps to itself, but certainly loud enough for Sixshot to hear, "...I am ordered to defend this base...and defend this base I shall!" It fires upon Sixshot again and again, and inside him is a sharp stab of emotion--anguish--as if /he/ could defeat /Sixshot./ Ridiculous. The hateful Sixchanger feels loyalty, even kinship, to this other sixhcnager, but orders, after all, are orders, and he supposes he ought to carry them out, lest they devise some punishment for him, "We have our orders." he says bitterly. Hearing Blurr, Quickswitch ROARS and transforms into his own Tank mode, drill dangerously growling.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would vent a breath of relief when he sees Quickswitch knock Sixshot loose from Blurr's annoying electrical shot. He'd then turn back to the base, speaking into his Radio in response to Sixshot. "<<I know... Quite enjoyed the time Blast Off and I took him out.. For now, should remain focused, We don't have long before their reinforcement show up, according to my sensors.>>"

      On that note, he was grateful their attention was on the Six-changer as he took another dive at the DEfence base, digging his claws into the opened hole they had created with as much force as he could.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot grumbles as he is suddenly assaulted by the blue speedster. The shot stunning him long enough to allow Quickswitch to tear into his armor, "That they are and time to finish current ones!" Pulling away as gears start to shift once again. When far enough he assumes cannon mode and takes to the air. <<Node coming into sight and preparing to fire!>> As he says this all barrels start to glow as he takes aim for possibly one final strike.

**Quickswitch has posed:**
"SIXSHOT!!!" the Autobot Sixchanger roars across the battlefield and sprints on all fours, ready to face the enemy. Yes, The enemy, "Nothing personal," he tells Sixshot, "We're still mentor and student, and we'll always be father and son," A rise of sadness from within, "But war's war, and you're The Enemy." As if Sixshot would. The Autobot happily pounces toward his Decepticon counterpart, eager to test his power against one known for destruction--In this case, the Laser Cannon mode of the Decepticon. He spies--weakness?? In Sixshot?? Quickswitch uses this moment to his advantage as he strikes!

**Blurr has posed:**
    Sixshot's cannon blast finally topples the outer barricade. Blurr curses...this is all Quickswitch's fault, slag it! He grumbles and turns, transforming before he takes off as fast as he can toward the Iacon region. << Hmph, you get to report this one, Quick. Especially since, you know--it was your fault. >>

**Quickswitch has posed:**
"NO!!!! NO NONONO NO!!!!" Quickswitch bellows to the sky. Face stricken, he watches after Blurr as the speedster leaves.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would leap back into the air, after bouncing himself off the collapsing base, a wild grin on his face... However while one retreated, another was still on the field, he'd look over and take aim for one of Quickswitch's exposed fuel lines, attempting to help drive the autobot back, if not give Sixshot the needed support necessary.

      "I suggest you leave Autobot!" Goth would snarl as he speeds full steam ahead at quickswitch.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot looks to his work as its done but is forced to immediately land leaving Quick with his opportunity. He holds back any screams as he's torn into, not caring if the other Sixchanger hears, "Taking initiative as a soldier, well done Quickswitch."

**Quickswitch has posed:**
Quickswitch tries to feel nothing as his mentor compliments him. Then. Goth. He feels the intense drain as Goth sinks his fangs into his fuel line and feeds. "Got to...get out of here..." Quickswitch faintly utters, as /they/ swarm him, /they/ shout, /they/ threaten to overcome.