The Return

[notyourchauffeur]

Who: Vector Prime, Skyfire, Starscream and Carrie.
Where: Somewhere over the city.
When: Backdated to during the Wargames plot.
Warnings: ROBOT VIOLENCE OH MY.
Summary: Vector does the time warp. Again. To save his friends from a terrible fate.
Format: Prose



He's exhausted, truth be told. Not quite sharp as he was at the start of all this nonsense. His plating is charred from the various fires that he'd braved to get people out, not that it hurt him much, but it wasn't exactly pleasant, and just purely exhausted from almost non-stop flying.

As much as he grudgingly admits... having Starscream as an escort is good, but the Seeker is probably just as tired without much energon to speak of.

Carrie has worked hard as well, ushering people in and out, making sure the injured were safe and cared for as Skyfire carted them to safe areas of the city. They were all run down to the bare minimums.

But- this is the last big drop he needs to make. Packed to capacity with people he'd pulled out of a large housing unit, he heads for the hospital once more on the same course he's taken each flight.

In retrospect, probably a bad idea, but he wasn't thinking clearly right now.

Comments

[ex_backstab594]

"Don't be a fool--" Screamer started to reproach him for what he viewed as unrealistic and uncompromisable battle strategy (and not minding Carrie's attempt at managing this situation, so long as it meant he wouldn't be blamed if anything went wrong), but the incoming attack takes his attention wholly away from bitching and into reflexive evasive maneuvers.

"What in--"

There's no time to act, only to react, and even his reaction is fairly useless--he comes out of vehicle mode and lands against the roof of a building, staring up and then rapidly between the two conflicting actions--not sure which, if either, to fire on.

phone tags bwah!

[spacetimeprime]

Time turns, and has already changed. Vector no longer knows what will happen, but he can make predictions. Such as the fact that the man will fire another shot if not stopped, and though he cannot risk splitting his attention to see how Skyfire and the others have reacted...

He holds the sphere there, calculating for a few astroseconds - then pulls back with one of the blades, the shards forming a ring in midair before the area inside it...changes.

This in itself may or may not be familiar to the lot of them.

But it's only there for so long. The other shards drop, rereleasing the beam, but only to let it go in to the spacebridge. Only so far away, by the man, it's released, angled just so to avoid the building.

The man himself, on the other hand, is fair game. And lost from sight as the shards fall down, reforming in to swords that are easily caught by the Prime.

[notyourchauffeur]

The shuttle stays to bear witness to it- and just a moment longer. He knows only one person who can do things like that.

Well.

He's been thoroughly shown, hasn't he?

But there's no time to waste, he rights himself and turns his thrusters back on.

"Come, Starscream!" The shuttle barks to his escort before getting a move on. The more he thinks about it, the more he realizes that he was likely just saved from grievous injury- not to mention his precious cargo, Carrie and the citizens they were transporting.

Thank you, Vector.

[ex_backstab594]

"What just happened?" He made the query mid transformation as his thrusters kicked in, following Skyfire with his typical vigor, only a little slower than usual.

"What was that?"

The scientist and the coward in him were both clamoring for explanation, for some kind of security in the known, and what he'd just seen defied, briefly, his understanding of the world.

[slingshots]

Oh, what. She'd found the strength to pop up as soon as something unusual sounded the alarm, and so she'd been witness to the entire bizarre show. She's currently staring out with no more understanding of the event than she'd begun with, and would totally be prodding at Skyfire's arm for attention right now if he had one.

"What the frag did I just see?" Whoops, there's Terry's slang again. Still, it seems awfully appropriate for... whatever that just was.