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[action_rad]

It's all done. We've done what's needed. It works as it's supposed to. Thanks to Lissar, Ironhide, Cheetor, Hoist and Grapple. Now what we need is a lot of luck. It would be too much to hope for that Nemesis Breaker hasn't reached them yet; that he's still too far away. After all, Unicron might just intervene enough to vector jump Nemesis Breaker to wherever Jetfire and Silverbolt are. We need to get there either before the jump is completed, or just after. Or Jetfire and Silverbolt are doomed.

It wasn't like him to be a pessimist. Or, what some might call a "grim realist".

But the truth was, the time spent getting the project from planning to finish, was time that could've been spent actually getting Jetfire and Silverbolt to safety.

Can't worry about that now. We did what was needed to do.

Space bridge behind him, he looked up at the darkening sky.

Primus if you're watching.., he began, with Lionizer following his gaze. Keep them safe. My world has enough Autobots, so don't worry about me. Watch over Ironhide's Autobots. You've always watched over me; now it's time to watch over them.

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[lions-shadow.livejournal.com]

Nemesis Breaker was only a few hundred miles from the target.

Two helpless Autobots waiting to be slagged with prejudice.

And Unicron's will would be done.

Time to move...


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On Earth.

[action_rad]

"We're all ready," Rad says to those present. "And though I'd say we don't have time for thrilling heroics, Nemesis Breaker will undoubtedly have other ideas."

Pause.

"We need someone to watch the spacebridge here on Earth. And someone to guard the opposite end once we're where we ought to be—Primus willing."

He pauses again.

"Nemesis Breaker is acting on Unicron's orders. I don't know if he's a willing servant or someone enslaved, but those distinctions won't matter: he's coming with intent to kill, and we have to respond in kind. I should point out that Unicron's servants are notoriously strong, so whoever intends to engage him will have to be on par with him. We'll also need someone or someones to get to Jetfire and Silverbolt and move them to the portal to get them through it and safely on Earth."

Pause.

"I'd like to add that the spacebridge has a self-destruct function in case of extreme emergency but I hope—nay pray—we won't be needing that. Though I don't mind being stranded in space, if it comes down to it. I'll figure out a way home. Jetfire and Silverbolt are the ones of greatest import."

Pause.

"Combatants, guards and rescuers. And someone to monitor on Earth. Who wants to do what?"

Re: On Earth.

[not-toothfairy.livejournal.com]

A noise comes from Ironhide's direction as he rolls his neck from side to side. The sound was recorded the last time one of the soldiers at Autobase cracked all his knuckles at once.

"Been a while since I got to blow something to pieces that really deserved it."

Re: On Earth.

[lissla-lissar.livejournal.com]

There is a hesitant cough, "If it is something that I can do, I should be honored to watch. I cannot go with; even could I it would be no help."

Re: On Earth.

[mendanddefend_archive]

"This body doesn't have much in the way of weaponry," Bob muses. "I guess I'll be taking guard duty."

Re: On Earth.

[fastcatbot.livejournal.com]

Cheetor opens his mouth to say that he can help fight Nemesis Breaker!

But he remembers a huge blue web and echoing, maniacal laughter. About everything being so weak and cold. If he goes, it's (no Optimus Rhinox Rattrap family) it's four Maximals against five Predacons. He has his own war to think about. The Autobots have been fighting for milennia. He's been fighting for a month and a half.

"I can do rescuing," he says. As long as he doesn't have to physically move the Autobots, he should be fine.

Re: On Earth.

[action_rad]

Should Jetfire and Silverbolt be G1 scale [read: bigger than the biggest Beast Warrior] it might be best he doesn't do any lifting, even if one weighs less in space than on Earth.

"Good."

Rad fires up the spacebridge. Everything's running perfectly. Now to enter the coordinates. With a trajectory of plus/minus five hundred metres.

"We'll just need someone to monitor the controls. Think you can do that Lissar?"

If she agrees he gives her a list of things to watch out for that would tell anyone something's gone wrong.

"Ironhide? I'll be coming with you. Me and Lionizer."

Lionizer looks like he just got the Best Christmas Present Evar.

Re: On Earth.

[not-toothfairy.livejournal.com]

Ironhide nods. "Fine with me," he says. "I could use the company."

And the audience. He's not a showoff, exactly, he just likes knowing there're witnesses.

Re: On Earth.

[lissla-lissar.livejournal.com]

Lissar takes a moment while all of the 'bots are gearing up to go to step close to Ironhide and state quietly, "Return to me, beloved. I shall not argue with however much damage you must take to do what must be done, so long as you return to me. Will you carry my favor? It is a custom from my world to send knights out with the favor of their lady."

She's terrified, she's just trying not to show it.

In Space.

[action_rad]

Space.

There's a whole lot of it on the other side of the spacebridge.

And somewhere are two Autobots heading towards them. Any robot should be able to pick out their signal from all the space-noise about them.

And there's another signal. A nasty one.

"That's gotta be Nemesis Breaker," Lionizer says, all game-faced and everything.

Re: In Space.

[not-toothfairy.livejournal.com]

"A-yup," says Ironhide. He's used to relaying messages internally via radio circuit. You had to do that with Bumblebee more often than not for a while. "What do you say we give him a nice warm welcome?"

Plasma's warm!

Re: In Space.

[fastcatbot.livejournal.com]

Cheetor stares out into space, waiting for the oncoming Autobots.

Re: In Space.

[mendanddefend_archive]

Bob steers himself into a good defensive position--not blocking the bridge but close enough to reach it quickly. He's trying not to boggle too much at where they are.

Re: In Space.

[lions-shadow.livejournal.com]

If there was air in space, they'd be able to hear Nemesis Breaker roar.

Unicron demands the Autobots known as "Jetfire" and "Silverbolt" be destroyed! a voice says that is heard mentally, not sent over any radio frequencies.

Then the dark figure appears. It's G1 scale, meaning it'll dwarf Rad and Lionizer and be in scale with Ironhide.

All those who oppose will be destroyed as well! Stand aside or be shredded!

Re: In Space.

[not-toothfairy.livejournal.com]

"By the time we're through with you, there's not gonna be enough parts left for Unicron to build a kitten," Ironhide returns. "If you want them, come and get them."

In space, plasma and laser cannon muzzles show up very well indeed against the black of infinite night.

Re: In Space.

[action_rad]

Lionzier is all "lemme at 'im!", but Rad has other ideas.

An idea named "Atom Smasher Rifle" [don't you just love the 80's and their goofy names?].

"Gun mode buddy."

Re: In Space.

[mendanddefend_archive]

...that is a big cat.

"Cheetor?" Bob signals nervously. "You ready?"

Re: In Space.

[fastcatbot.livejournal.com]

Cheetor jerks his gaze from Nemesis Breaker to glance at Bob.

"All--" That was pretty weak. Take two! "All systems go, blue bot!"

Back Home.

[action_rad]

Everyone's back on Earth, and for the most part, everyone's pretty fine.

Well. Ironhide isn't. And Bob is... Well. Something happened to him.

And the spacebridge seems to have shut off from the energy discharge.

Better that than it exploding on them all.

"Okay. Head count. Who's present? I'm present. And Lionizer is too."

Re: Back Home.

[fastcatbot.livejournal.com]

Cheetor takes a moment from gaping at Ironhide to say a quiet, "Uh, present."

Re: Back Home.

[not-toothfairy.livejournal.com]

Aw, rivets, Ratchet's gonna have him wearing pink bunny decals in public for a week for making him handle that kind of damage-

"Present," says Ironhide, and makes an effort to settle himself against a supporting girder. Lissar does not need to see him swaying with the effort of keeping his legs in line.

Re: Back Home.

[lissla-lissar.livejournal.com]

Funny thing, that. She can tell anyway. Lissar's intake of breath is horrified, and she's hitting the speed-dial for Ratchet instantly. Rather than joining in the head-count she is rather hysterically informing the medic that he is needed Right Now.

Re: Back Home.

[mendanddefend_archive]

The blue bot bringing up the rear doesn't look damaged.... unless you count the little green sparks flickering across its body as it staggers off of the spacebridge.

"I don't feel so good," says Bob weakly before crumpling into a heap on the ground.

Re: Back Home.

[autocommander.livejournal.com]

The alert is heard, and Ratchet comes pounding into the receiving bay, Optimus Prime on his heels. Ratchet mutters something, then says, "Lie down, Ironhide! I don't want to have to replace both your leg struts again!" As Optimus goes to help Ironhide settle down, the Autobot medic turns to Bob.

After straightening him out, Ratchet turns his full sensors on the temporary form. If he had lungs, he'd suck in a lungful right now.

"Optimus! He's disassociating - his integrity with the body is coming undone. We're going to lose him unless we get him out and back where he came from!"

Re: Back Home.

[action_rad]

Rad's uni-eye-thing widens.

"By Primus!"

Dot is going to slag all of them if Bob dies.

And he can't speed Bob back to Autobase simply because he has no alt mode. Not that Bob would fit, given that Rad's body is too small even with an alt mode.

Dammit why did he have to be so enthusiastic about the nucleon?

"Bob! Can you hear us?"