The sniper stood up and brushed the dust from his body. He stretched a bit, yawned in a very cat-like way, and picked a cygarette out of a compartment on his hip. He lit it and took in a long breath of the substance; then he quickly hoisted his rifle up and broke off running in the opposite direction to what had been the celebration. The gun in his arms, at the flick of a switch, transformed into a compact cube shape which he stored into a compartment on his back. Biting down hard on his cygarette to keep it from falling, the lean mech jumped off the rooftop and onto the next, accelerating with each area of roof covered. He swung under, over and around any obstacles in his way with incredible flexibility. Deciding he'd advanced on (robot) foot long enough, the bot performed a surprisingly high leap, transforming into cheetah mode before he landed. With a snarl he hit the road before him and was off in a flash, no less than a blue-and-silver blur against the sky as he made a large loop... and headed for the scene of his crime. --- Darkwing, of course, noticed everything that had happened. He was tempted to descend and see what was going on... but then again, this could be his chance to isolate Blade. So he stayed still and silent, watching Blade.
Paxitus In the crowd a red mech calmly sipped a drink. He looks to a mech standing next to him who was visibly shocked. "What? It's just a game. Those guys have names therefore plot armor," he extened a hand for hand shake. "Slasher." The other mech remaind oblivious to Slasher. Abramsi 09 Nya pouts a little as she fallows. "I could have got him," she muttered.
((We may wish to pause the chaos for a bit since a TFan isn't around currently.)) Rumple walks forwards as he sees the beast, and he nods
Arcana smirked and got off the bar as she twirled her knife in her hand. Her expressions started to rapid fire as she went from cheerful to depressed to sinister then almost innocent but finally resting on blank as she titled her head to the side as she was slowly digging the knife into her hand. "Now shall we begin? Shall we start?"
The cheetah walks slowly out of the shadows of the alley it had been waiting in. It stood up on it's hind legs and subsequently transformed. A cygarette was in his mouth before the conversion was even complete. He leaned against a post and folded his arms. "Mr. Rrrumple," he purred, his voice deep and silky smooth. "There you go, 'o supreme one' - your job's half done. Anything else to pay me for?" He added that last part jokingly.
"Yes we shall," Blitzkrieg nodded, walking into the center of the room. "My fellow Decepticons..." he began. "Tell me, how do you feel about the current state of our faction? I can tell you how I've felt, ever since I returned to Cybertron... disappointed." "Sure didn't look like it," Crossfire replied as he walked down the hall, weapon at the ready. "Stay alert." Elsewhere in the compound, Darklight had finished trashing his lab. "Now that that's taken care of... it's time to get out of here," the scientist snickered as he poked his head out the door. Seeing that no one was there, but not realizing Crossfire and Nya were close by, he stepped into the hallway, transformed to his half-track altmode, and sped towards the exit.
Abramsi 09 Nya's ears twitch as she hears something that sounded mechanical in nature. "Crossy, did you hear that!?" she asked shaking the larger mech's arm.
"Yeah, I'm here." A sleek, gray and yellow bot said as he watched the scene transpire. "Think you'll need backup?" Bombshock "So far so good..." The mighty general commented as he listened to Blitzkrieg's words. Abramsi 09 "Junction to Crossfire, we've finished unloadin' the passengers, now we have another problem!" The large bot said as he finally transformed into robot mode, peering up at the volcano. "That may pose a problem, however..."
"I haven't killed anyone," Axios frowned as she responded to her commander, tipping her horned head and shifting her frame slightly, one studded foot scraping the floor of the bar. "Wasn't that half the point of building me? It's awful."
Scrimer's bar "So, I take it you are from out of planet?" Scrimer asks as he begins to clean a glass Paxitus Ceremony "Good, the half has been wired to your multiple accounts as the shot was taken." The scaley mech states "Now, to further this discussion, we will need to head to my building, the chaos this event causes surely will bring new looks for my soldier idea." As well as leading me power over the law. Darkwave Ship: Vanquish Locksteel turns back to his people "With me back, I believe we need to give the universe a nice welcoming party. That means we will be splitting into teams to create some mayhem around the galaxy. Now, first up is a small... volunteer portion. Who wishes to have fun taking the leader of the Decepticons down a few pegs?" As he ended his statement, he narrows his optics and widens his smile
"Yes... far away. Many years! Many organics." A loud *THWAP* went off in his bag Officers Devendra among the scene of the shooting, calming people, at the head of them was crackdown, who immediately ran to frontline's aid
Paxitus, Award Ceremony "Just make sure Blitz is alright. Boss would have us tied and quartered if something happened to him."
"I'll make sure of that myself," he replied with a smirk, rubbing his shiny claws together in admiration of them. He looked back up at Rumple, visor retracting into his helmet so he could see the mech better. His neon-pink optics were unblinking. "Let's go, then. Got a quick way to get there? Well, quicker than me, anyways? If not, I'll need to refuel first."
Paxitus With a heightened police presence Slasher transformed to his motorcycle mode and sped off to a spot that he had set up as a meeting point with some shady characters.
Scrimer's Bar "I see... although seeing organics isn't so rare on thsi planet." Ceremony Rumple smiles and places a scaled hand on Spotter. "You think I don't have my own means of transportation deary?" He teleports the two of them Rumple's Office In a cloud of purple, the two appear "And that is why I always make plans to meet me when finished." Vanquish Locksteel turns to the speaker "You may eat anyone you kill, or knock down if you enjoy screams of torture like I do."
