LoC Second Dawn: Log 16?The large pillar in the center of the room rotated. The dying and the wounded were being picked clean by the automated repair systems, scavenging parts and material.??Their patient, his bulk dwarfing theirs, was Megatron.??The frown he wore was bitter as he stood, batting aside a robotic arm, looking to the tactical display before him.??"Dante, report. How many flock to us from Polyhex?"??TF Laserbot.u says to (17:53):?Dante stood watch from an observation room as the process comenced. "Much of the southern sectors Decepticon citizens have heeded your call it would appear as well that their lord has expressed her cooperati
LoC Second Dawn: Log 15 Scattershot ducked his head under the low portal in the dropship. "One minute til dirtside, sir." Lutrex noded his helm towrds the other as the ship began its decent into Polyhex's lords council complex. "The Polyhexian Lords have receieved our transmission, and will no doubt want to know why they have been called to meeting at such short notice..." Lutrex sat on the comand deck of the ship. Outside the front window, the spire of one of the Polyhex towers loomed ahead. The view tilted as the ship came into a spiral track toward one of the docking connections. Steadily the ship made its decent its landing gear emerging and c
LoC Second Dawn: Log 14Rain fell on the Pack. Celebratory growls and barks filled the air, a prelude to later celebrations. Dreadnought, in the lead, savored the taste the Sons left. The theft from earlier and the surprise attack were still branded into his memory, and though the indignation didn?t burn as hot anymore, it didn?t allow for satisfaction to dull his senses.So it was, when the definite signs of hover treads pressing the dirt crossed their path and the perimeter scout guarding the Den kept watching their home itself warily, he saw the signs immediately.?What has happened?? Dreadnought bounded up to the scout, optics alert.?We have ...
LoC Second Dawn: Log 13It was dark here, the coiling scent of erpsion sticking to the back of the throat as the faint drip of water falling into a pool of rust turned mud echoed through the silent chamber. Dreadnought growled, the silence was the problem, this room should have been humming with the sound of the reclimator dragging what bits of energon it couldand creating cubes. But the reclimator was as still as his last victim and despite his myriad experiences he had no idea how to return its' functions."Dead," asked a lupin like figuree to Dreads' right/"Perhaps," admitted the liger. "Or just stalled. Find him, tell Regulex we have another
LoC Second Dawn: Log 12The howl of Seeker class thrusters echoed through the skeleton of Helex, the sound reverberating off the ruin and the refuse.Cirrus dove under an arch that had once been a building, then flipped up and landed upon it.Looking up into the acidic rain, he felt grateful for the field generator he'd loaned from Transtechs Research lab.Below him was where, if the Son of Starscream he'd met had been truthful, he could find Dreadnought.It was a twisted wreck of a building, looking less like a true structure than a gapping wound in the city. Twisted spires of acid washed steel stabbed at the sky like fingers clawing the heavens and
LoC Second Dawn: Log 11Dante hoisted DN onto his back after he was sure all her wounds had been tomporarily patched up and she was in a stable condition. The guards muttered among each other, looking up. The thunderous crashes had stopped."Slagging..." DN's optics narrowed as pain wracked her body every now and then, "I hope he finds him and makes him suffer...PAINFULLY and SLOWLY...""Shhh.." Dante instructed as he rounded the corner to encounter the first guard. One glanced over his shoulder and nodded. "Didn' hear a blast. Well, okay, plenty still goin' on at that point prob'ly.""She dead?""Yep.. didnt even put up much of a fight for me...