Transformers *Out In A Blaze Of Glory* ( Accepting)

[*Ironhide*]

Ironhide chuckled. "If you and I were to do a off road race, I would leave you in the dust." He revered his engine, and smirked. "Sports care may look "cooler" but there as week a model T" Ironhide punched Mirage again. "Plus, I can kick your aft in a fight any-day.

[lost.story.]

"Hey!Two against one isn't fair."He complained mockingly.Mirage returned the punch to Ironhide's shoulder.Bad Idea.Shaking out his servo, the Italian mech cast his elated gaze on the purple femme."Poker."He taunted, poking her back.A playfully side-smile danced across his features, a mischievous glint in his bright optics.

[rewind]

"Why do I expect something to, say , come out of nowhere and slam me to the ground?" Flashfire said, bored. His loud engines rumbled the air around him.

[Neon sparks]

ravor sighed

[cryptids.]

Solaris grinned at Mirage. "What's the matter? Can't handle the heat?" she purred. Then she looked to Ironhide with a smirk. "Heh, and I bet I could beat you with my servos tied behind my back, Old Timer." she quipped tauntingly, the wheels against her back churning at the air and letting out a delightful growl. The femme was quite confident in her skills.

[lost.story.]

'Ooooooooooo"His voice got sarcastic.

[*Ironhide*]

A low growl rumbled in Ironhide's chest. "Who are you calling old? I could kick your aft. I could jack your jaw. " Ironhide Growled, a threatening glint in his eyes. I could put you both flat in the dirt." He put his cannons of safety."I'd have a ball." The cannons reached full size and began to glow dangerously. "So go ahead and act tough, but things can change fast. I can kick your sorry rump all the way back to Cybertron"

[lost.story.]

Taking out the big guns, eh?Holding up his servos, Mirage stepped back lightly. Expertly snapping out his wrist blades, he smirked.Che posso fare troppo.He teased, mock-slashing the black mech.

{|-Che posso fare troppo.= I can do that too. |}

[Neon sparks]

razor slunk off iritated, sheoon saw ironhide and mirage "what are you two doing?" she asked seamingly comeing out of no ware"

[cryptids.]

Solaris watched as Ironhide decided to take things quite seriously and he took his weapons out. She smirked sizing up the threat before looking over at Mirage as he went and whipped out his own instruments of battle. While Sol was a scout, and not meant to be skilled in serious fighting, she did know a thing or two and could be quite the little pest- for even a tiny flea can make biggest dog miserable.

"While I don't doubt you could probably pack quite a kick, I'm a resilient little femme." Solaris grinned as she pulled out the pulse gun that was strapped to her back. It hummed to life in her servos and she felt the warmth radiate from it. Though, before she could get completely envelope in their little "stand-off," she heard someone speak up. Her bright blue optics flickered over to the feline-like Cybertronian. She remembered seeing her briefly in the cave, but had never personally greeted her.