"Huntress here." She rumbled gravely as she looked towards Rodimus and the rest of the crew, bitter grief flashing through her optics.
Nautica quietly raised her hand. Anode sighed before grabbing Nautica’s arm and raising her hand higher. “Anode and Nautica here!”
"They are mere bandits who had no idea to my true motives. I serve the prophecy... and you may potentially serve it" Drancron grins, trying to smash Guzzle's head with the hilt of his blade. --- "I'm also here, if that counts for anything" says Tap-Out. "Alright, that should be... wait, where's Guzzle? Has anyone seen Guzzle?" says Rodimus, looking around.
The hilt breaks of parts of Guzzle's face, as he leaps towards Drancron, holding his torn-off hand, trying to beat him with it. "Prophecy? Damn cultists, I'll tear off your spark and feed it to you. You are crazy pieces of scrap that needs to be dismantled." he shouted.
The lack of a response seemed to imply no-one knew where Guzzle is. Rodimus commed Blaster. "Blaster, I need you to locate Guzzle's tracker. Pronto." ((@TFan2013 )) --- Drancron dodges and swings his leg at Guzzle's in an attempt to knock Guzzle to the ground. "Insane..." growls Drancron. "YOU DARE INSULT MY FAITH!!!"
Blaster pics up the request. "Roger that Big R. One moment." He quickly traces it. "Guzzle should be just outside the south east city walls where we saw some hills earlier. Odd that he's not answering his comms..."
Guzzle's comms were offlined when Drancron hit him in the head earlier. The mech was knocked to the ground. "You are insane peace of filth, you know that right?" he tried getting up but his servos were overheating from all of the transformations and fighting he endured. With a last attempt to obliterate the cultist, he angled his guns on his back upwards towards him and shot while falling unconscious from all of the damage he sustained.
... ... WHAT IS THIS AND HOW DO I BECOME A PART OF IT?????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Drancron took the shots, and clutched his chest now scorched chest. "Stupid fragger" he growled. "Thank frag the bandits let me know the codes for an orbital bounce." Drancron hit several buttons personal computer in his arm, and a beam of light engulfed both him and Guzzle, warping them to the bandit ship above the planet. The lone bandit on board approached Drancron. "What happened?" he asked. Without a moments hesitation, Drancron stabbed the bandit through the chest. "Might as well finish the job" he said. "Too scrawny to experiment on, anyway." --- Rodimus looked up an saw the orbital bounce. "SCRAP!!!" yelled Rodimus. "Orbital Bounce! Blaster, warm up the engines. Atlas, Tap-Out, we have to go now, but thanks the help. Best of luck with the memories." "Wait!" says Tap-Out. "I'm coming with you! I may not know much, but I know Guzzle needs help, and you could do with an extra pair of hands." Rodimus looks around at his fellow Crusadercons. "Well..." ((There is a sign-up thread here. Though, I would be grateful if you deleted this post, as out of context posts are to be done in double brackets. Make sure to understand the rules first and catch up on the RP))
Blaster is about to answer when he is interrupted by Rodimus's orders. "Already warmed up! Just idling here. I'll put it in hover and lower the ramp for you all to drive up." answers Blaster.
Magnus turns to Rodimus "Final decision is yours, but if he comes I will be on heavy surveillance until the allotted time that the others have spent is passed."
Rodimus looked at Rapido. "Right here" he said, before turning to Magnus. "I wasn't aware that time had expired." He then looked at Tap-Out. "Welcome aboard then!" he said, before turning to address all present. "Crusadercons, return to the Lost Light." ((@agentSAP2006 @Dropkick @BRX @SavageThunder @Stonecrusher ))
Dai Atlas tilted his head at Rodimus. "Are you asking me to join you in your little adventure?" He shrugged. "If so, I'll join. Your cause seems well enough. Just let me grab the few things from my place, and I'll be in..." He transformed into jet mode, and flew off towards his little abode near the outskirts of town. When he reached the door, he went in, and started packing up his things. He paused when he got to two particular things in his house. A photo, and a sigil. The photo had three people in it. Wing, Saber, and himself. Dai Atlas sighed, before putting it in the suitcase. "I am sorry my old friends... but I must do this again. These people have good hearts, and I wish to help." He picked up the small sigil that was on his desk. It was the Sigil of the old Circle of Light. Before many people even knew what the Circle of Light was. He put it into the case, and closed it. His house now empty, he dropped a small note onto his old desk for those who would wonder where he went, and exited the house. He than transformed, putting the case into his Cockpit, and flying off to the Lost Light.
“Hey, Anode? Think you could give me another...” Without hesitation, Anode yelled for all the Crusadercons to hear. “Hey! Would anyone be kind and give my friend Nautica a ride back! Aquatic altmodes, am I right?” Nautica blushed and covered her face. “You’ll thank me later.” Anode said, nudging Nautica with a smirk.
