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[show_my_cannons]

[So remember how Ironhide had been lost in the wilderness earlier?]

[That's not a problem anymore. Because guess who can suddenly turn into a truck? That's right, this guy. A truck that is currently plowing through trees and bushes and whatever might be in his way. BEEP BEEP MOVE OUT OF THE WAY.]

[As soon as he gets into some clear space, be it a town, or a pathway or anything reasonably clear of tall, cumbersome trees, the truck skids to a halt.]

[And transforms.]

Hah! About time this has happened... Now.

[He rolls shoulders the size of a small family car.]

Let us get on with this. Tracking the girl should be simple. Or... hn. Simpler.

[STOMP STOMP STOMP off goes the giant robot through the town. Whichever town you might happen to be in.]

[Interrupt him? Y/N?]


((ooc: replies will come from heavyweaponsbot for icon purposes.))

Comments

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[That may be for the best. Ratchets all around the universes will sleep better at night.]

I'm familiar with the concept of explosives. What can I say? I'm uncouth.

[heavyweaponsbot]

I do not call being familiar with explosives... "uncouth".

[Practical, more like.]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

You'd be one of the few, chief.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Yeah. I get that a lot.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

And Prime keeps you close at spark?

[Excuse him if there's a slight huff.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

Is there a reason he should not?

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Not as much of a redeemin' quality back home.

Think I was dubbed 'insubordinate ruffian'.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Then your war must not be as serious as ours.

Or your team does not see the importance of... explosives...

[wheeljackofalltrades]

's taken it's toll. You're not really...a part of it anymore. Back home.

[Put the pieces together on that.]

I'm too loose cannon for their likes.

[heavyweaponsbot]

... Something in common, then.

[Let's not talk about it. Ever.]

They are lucky they can afford to be so choosy.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Not that I mind. Workin' alone's how I prefer to roll.

[Less complicated that way.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

Hn. Knew a bot once... with that sentiment.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Yeah? Anyone I know?

[heavyweaponsbot]

Hn. Not sure.

... Sideswipe, is his designation.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Can't say I've heard of him.

And I hope it's on good terms. My association that is. If not...ah well.

[It's not like bad reputations were news to him.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

Yeah...

[He shrugs, a little awkwardly, and looks away.]

Good kid. Needed a few knocks to the processor... but a good kid.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

...

[Awkward silence. Yeah, anyone with a brain could tell what happened. At least from Ironhide's point of view.]

Sorry to hear that.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Bah.

[He waves him off a little. No sense in beating around that topic.]

Heading into the city now. Do not step on anyone.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

No worries, old man. I've been around humans.

[Nevertheless, he keeps his eyes low, to scan for any possible humans in his way.]

So how's the war goin'...where you're from.

[haveyouseenalittlegirl]

[Harry smiles and while Jodie nods as well, he's more aware exactly how much they have to be proud of.]

She is and believe me, we are very proud of her.

Even if she does get embarrassed when I tell her that.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Yeah... she seems the type to react that way.

[neonnerd]

[And now Ironhide is repeating him, as though unable to comprehend what he is saying. No, there is nothing about this that Ratchet likes.

He hadn't stopped for long at all, only to investigate a species of plant he hadn't seen before. Granted, it might have been a bit longer than Ratchet had realized, given his absorption in the plant, but it certainly couldn't have been long enough for Ironhide to forget where they'd been coming from.

Nothing should have caused that to happen, given the events in Egypt, barring some particularly specific injury.]

Long time ago now?

[Now who's repeating who? There's shock in his voice as he looks closely at Ironhide, as if attempting to determine what's happened merely by observation. Which - well, he is.

But still, he moves to follow Ironhide.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He nods, as he walks. He keeps his gaze straight ahead, but always stays within scanning distance, within touching distance, of the medic with him. He doesn't want to move any faster, any further away, than that. It's incredibly sentimental and foolish of him. But he can't bring himself to stop.]

[It's been too long.]

[A year is too long -- how strange that sounds, to someone who's been alive so long.]

Yeah.

[How does he even begin to explain this?]

This place. It does... things. Strange things. I was here... years. Before now.