Transformers Prime (OPEN)

[BloodyGumdrop]

NitroPlug|Femme|Autobot|Front Liner|Knockout

The tiny femme gracefully avoided the buzzing tool and flipped over him. With a small grunt she kicked his side, causing the much taller mech to stumble. However, it seems like it didn't hurt him to much. 'This guys keeps his framework up todate and clean. It's probably reenforced armor, making it harder to do damage. Ratchet has the same thing, seeing as he doesn't really fight. I need to jab him in his joints of armor opening.' she calculated while avoiding his attacks. She vented a hiss of pain when the saw made light contact with her right arm. Jerking back she left hooked him in a hope to make him feel the same pain.

Ratchet|Mech|Autobot|CMO|Silverstar

Ratchet raised his servo in greeting while keeping his optics on his work. "Good evening Silverstar." He hummed back. Ratchet bustled about, typing things here, writing things down there all the while he assembled....well it's hard to describe. "What can I do for you?" Sure, the mech can be grumpy, but that doesn't mean he can't be decent every once in a while.

[Soundwave-Kun]

Knockout

He stumbled backwards, very dazed. She had managed to hit him square in the jaw and it had made his optics go a bit fuzzy. No matter, he charged forward and once again sliced with his buzzsaw, hoping to hit a vital energon line.

[O.G.]

Static
He just sat there for a moment, hoping that staying still would shake off the dizziness that came after the blow. He forgot all about the large figure he had dodged. Well, he forgot about it until he felt something not-so-gently nudge his side. All of the sudden, Static practically freaked out, parts and limbs flying out from his compact form until he was standing up and practically knocking himself over he spun around so quickly. "Man, I'm sorry. I--" He would have continued in his static-y jumble, but, through the dark, he saw a distinct glint of a distinctly Decepticon insignia on the stranger he had come across. His optics widened. "Whoa!" He flung backwards as if a whole tree had been lugged at him, and, before the Decepticon even showed herself aggressive or not, he had his rather pathetically useless laser guns drawn and aimed at her. "Stay back, I'm warning you!" Obviously, he wasn't exactly used to this kind of confrontation.

[Soundwave-Kun]

Wing Swing

She actually giggled at the flurry the other was in, sounded more like the guffaw of a donkey than anything, honestly. She had never been too quiet or subtle. She folded her arms behind her back, deciding to have some fun with the other. She grinned, showing off sharp teeth and marched toward the other. "You okay~?"

[BloodyGumdrop]

NitroPlug|Femme|Autobot|Front Liner|Knockout

The young front liner noticed Knockout was going towards her vital organs or spark, however, being in a daze his aim was more towards her arm. Lifting her arm up to avoid it being sawed off, she leaned forward and striked downwards. Lodging her blade into his shoulder. NitroPlug didn't move fast enough, for when Knockout pulled back he sliced her side. Gasping from pain, Nitro stumbled back and gripped her wound. Energon leaking from the slice. "Frag!" She howled. Glaring daggers at the mech she subspaced both of her weapons and pulled out her gun.

Ratchet|Mech|Autobot|CMO|Silverstar

Ratchet raised his servo in greeting while keeping his optics on his work. "Good evening Silverstar." He hummed back. Ratchet bustled about, typing things here, writing things down there all the while he assembled....well it's hard to describe. "What can I do for you?" Sure, the mech can be grumpy, but that doesn't mean he can't be decent every once in a while.

[Soundwave-Kun]

Knockout

He grinned and gave a noise of triumph. Well that is before he got hit in the shoulder and fell back. He seemed to have done enough damage on the femme that had so rudely attacked him. He backed up, preparing to transform and head back to base.

[BloodyGumdrop]

NitroPlug|Femme|Autobot|Front Liner|Knockout

Nitro no long put pressure on her wound. In fact, she didn't attempt to heal it at all. Allowing the severe slice to leak precious energon. Growling, she noticed he was ready to run. "Don't be a coward, fight me." She snapped. Stalking forward and towards the Mech, something in her changed. "Don't be a fragging wussy, fight me! Fight me!" She cried out, her tone no longer threatening. More...sorrow and pleading.

Ratchet|Mech|Autobot|CMO|Silverstar

Ratchet raised his servo in greeting while keeping his optics on his work. "Good evening Silverstar." He hummed back. Ratchet bustled about, typing things here, writing things down there all the while he assembled....well it's hard to describe. "What can I do for you?" Sure, the mech can be grumpy, but that doesn't mean he can't be decent every once in a while.

[Soundwave-Kun]

Knockout

He backed up more, his optics showed obvious terror. He didn't hear the insults, he didn't hear the tone of her voice change to begging. He was just. Plain. Scared. He knew she was injured, but that didn't change anything. And was he actually shaking? He couldn't tell, he just wanted to get away from the enraged femme.

[O.G.]

Static
He found himself rather disturbed by the graceless...noise that came almost screeching through the femme's vocals, but he tired to hide that fact as he stared at her, his stance at the ready. He flinched somewhat back, however, when the femme simply folded her arms behind her back. Was she crazy? Why wasn't she fighting? No, what was she planning? When she flashed her wild teeth and fearlessly marched towards him, Static found himself only backpedaling. No, he wasn't afraid. Rather, he was just unsure as to what he should be doing. The most he ever did was charge out into battle to salvage an injured comrade, but he seldom ever found himself in a one on one encounter with the enemy. "Hey! I said stay back!" The strain of uncertainty within him came out in the way of louder static in his tone as he lifted his small guns up a little higher to emphasize them.

[BloodyGumdrop]

Sorry Nitro is so brutal. When a bond is broken they Cybertronians tend to go a bit crazy}}

NitroPlug|Femme|Autobot|Front Liner|Knockout

The broken femme slowly raised her gun and aimed. Charging it up she then spoke. "You took them away from me. I am here and they are somewheres else and I can't feel them. You. Did. This. To. Me." And fired. Nitro's not sure if she hit her target, and to be honest she didn't really care. Her lust to offline the mech was gone. She just wanted to curl up and not feel anymore. Dropping to her knees she slowly curled into a fetal position and cried. Her nanites working on the wound that was slowing in bleeding. "Sideswipe....Sunstreaker." She whimpered, clutching onto her chest, where her spark thrummed. "Come back."

Ratchet|Mech|Autobot|CMO|Silverstar

Ratchet raised his servo in greeting while keeping his optics on his work. "Good evening Silverstar." He hummed back. Ratchet bustled about, typing things here, writing things down there all the while he assembled....well it's hard to describe. "What can I do for you?" Sure, the mech can be grumpy, but that doesn't mean he can't be decent every once in a while.