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Post by Jazz on May 6, 2013 13:59:31 GMT -5
Jazz' Spark just sank in his chest hearing Phayze's response. Had he forgotten who he was? Had he forgotten them? All he could do was watch as Ironhide hauled him into the base and head towards the underground brig area, wondering what had happened to Phayze after all this time. "Phayze... I'm so sorry..." he whispered softly, then lowered his head as Ironhide turned the corner out of sight.
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Phayze
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Post by Phayze on May 6, 2013 14:13:31 GMT -5
The second blow dazed Phayze once more, though he was soon cursing while slung over Ironhide's shoulder, still attempting to struggle. "Man, and here I thought Vortex was the craziest 'bot I'd ever had to speak to. You might just take that trophy from him if you keep up that talk. Hell, he should be the one here, instead of on some stupid errand to find one waylaid scout..."
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Post by Red Alert on May 6, 2013 14:19:10 GMT -5
Red Alert frowned, picking up on some of Jazz's emotions through watching him on the screen. <"What do you think is making him act like this?"> He asked, not being very well-versed in most of the workings of SpecOps.
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Post by Ironhide on May 6, 2013 14:26:53 GMT -5
Ironhide chuckled at that. "What, Megadork can't keep track o' his own troops now? Not surprisin' there. Maybe Soundwave ate yer lost scout. He's just as bad as Megs 'bout that from what I hear." he retorted, suppressing a shudder at the thought of Megatron's habit of eating Sparks that apparently Soundwave had also adopted. Which was really odd, when you consider Wavelength's relationship with the creepy coms officer. "So, who's lost? Wildrider get himself munched on by the orbital el creepo?" he added more as an afterthought, and to see if he could get at least some info out of the smaller mech as he walked him down to the bring.
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Post by Jazz on May 6, 2013 14:40:17 GMT -5
Jazz vented softly and shook his head, then gave the nearby camera a pained look. <"I don't know Red, I really don't. Only thing I can think of is all that time spent trapped isolated with the 'Cons, he cracked n went mad."> he answered mournfully. <"I hope we can help him, somehow. He was my friend, Red, we trained together. We gotta try n help him."> he added softly and started towards the security office.
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Post by Phayze on May 6, 2013 14:42:41 GMT -5
Phayze snickered at Ironhide's comment. "I'm sure you Autobots would just love it if you didn't have to deal with the Stunticons anymore, wouldn't you? Nah, they're looking for Barricade. Megatron's starting to think that he's turned traitor, and our lord just loooooooooves the Sparks of traitors. Almost as much as he loves the Sparks of Autobots."
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Post by Red Alert on May 6, 2013 14:45:17 GMT -5
<"That would make sense..."> Red Alert replied, standing to make his way out of the room so he could meet Ironhide and Jazz in the brig. <"But, I'm sure that there is a way to save him, Jazz. Why don't you talk to Charter in the morning? This seems like it would fall under his jurisdiction.">
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Post by Jazz on May 6, 2013 14:54:55 GMT -5
Jazz thought about it and he had to agree, Charter would be the best bet to try and help poor Phayze regain himself again. <"He needs us, Red..."> was about all he could say in response. Ironhide was well down the hall towards the brig, yet Jazz had slowed to a stop in the cross corridor between the brig and the security office, trying to decide what he should do. That was when he heard Red Alert coming down the hall and he looked up, grateful to see his dearest friend.
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Post by Ironhide on May 6, 2013 15:07:08 GMT -5
Ironhide's fluid system ran utterly cold hearing that Megatron was looking to eat Barricade's Spark. The Decepticon leader knew, somehow he knew that Ironhide's beloved scout had turned against them and Ironhide had to do something to make sure that didn't happen. To hide the terror that clenched his Spark at the thought of losing Barricade, he let loose his own bravado with a derisive snort. "What do I care if he eats that slagger. Been tryin' ta scrap that one myself." he retorted irritably, then opened the cell door and rather unceremoniously dropped Phayze inside and shut the door, locking it securely. "The more o his own chumps Megatron eats, the fewer I have ta waste ammo on." he added and stalked off, heading out of the inner brig. But once in the outer observation room, Ironhide's knees went out from under him and he collapsed, shaking on all fours. "'Cade... oh Primus 'Cade..." he whispered painfully, closing his optics, praying that Barricade was safe and well out of Megatron's reach.
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Post by Phayze on May 6, 2013 15:11:59 GMT -5
Phayze let out an oof once more as he was dumped in a cell, struggling onto his feet. "Oh, don't worry. You and Jazz are quite high on his list as well. Megatron was quite interested in hearing that Jazz was still alive." He didn't really care if Ironhide actually heard him, though it would be all the better if he had. "Now...let's see...' He began twisting himself a bit, testing the strength of the binders, as well as how secure they were, attempting to see if he could break or slip out of them.
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Post by Red Alert on May 6, 2013 15:15:22 GMT -5
Red Alert smiled a little as he walked up to Jazz, putting a comforting hand on the silver mech's shoulder. "We'll be here for him, Jazz. You know that Optimus wouldn't be willing to give up on him so easily."
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Post by Jazz on May 6, 2013 16:51:10 GMT -5
Jazz nodded and hugged Red Alert for a moment, grateful for the reassurance from his closest friend. "He didn't give up on me, he wouldn't give up on any of us." he agreed, letting Red go after a moment. "I think I should at least talk to him though, try to get through if I can." he added and started towards the brig with Red Alert.
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Post by Ironhide on May 6, 2013 17:01:47 GMT -5
Ironhide simply could not stand it anymore. He had to find Barricade now, which meant he had to break radio silence. He had no choice, it was either that or risk losing the mech he loved to Megatron's hunger for Sparks, a thought that revolted the normally unshakable Weapons Specialist. He gathered his strength and heaved himself to his peds, glaring at e monitor for the cell Phayze was in. He also had to warn Jazz that Megatron knew he was alive and was looking to eat his Spark too, but Jazz was safely on base and he knew it, he just had to make sure it stayed that way. He headed out of the brig and very nearly ran over poor Jazz and Red Alert, letting out a startled snort. He gave them both a severe look. "Megatron knows yer alive, Jazz, n he's lookin' ta eat yer Spark. Best stay put fer now." he told Jazz, then gave Red Alert a pained and stressed look. "I gotta find 'im Red... Megs 's gonna kill 'im, gonna eat 'is Spark if he goes back. I got no choice..." he said cryptically and moved past the pair in a hurry.
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Post by Red Alert on May 6, 2013 19:39:46 GMT -5
Red Alert backpedaled quickly when he and Jazz nearly ran into Ironhide in the halls, listening to the larger mech speak. The news of Megatron knowing that Jazz was alive once more brought a feeling of anxiousness to his Spark, a small, minute arc of electricity sparking up one of his horns. He could not have a glitch attack here, especially not with everything going on. <"Ironhide, be rational for a moment. What if Soundwave is monitoring Barricade? The moment you go to get him, there's a good chance that both of you will end up being fed to Megatron.">
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Post by Jazz on May 6, 2013 19:47:30 GMT -5
Jazz shuddered at the news, giving Red Alert a worried look when he heard the sizzle and snap that often heralded the start of one of Red's attacks. He gave Ironhide a confused glance at his later comment, then looked to Red Alert, growing even more concerned. "Red?" he asked cautiously, hoping he was okay.
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