"Swift. Who are you here with?" *She says pulling herself up but falling on her back as the tear in her side sends waves of pain crippling through her circuts.*
"Swift. Who are you here with?" *She says pulling herself up but falling on her back as the tear in her side sends waves of pain crippling through her circuts.*
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"With me, how ya doin Swift?" *Trailbreaker appears from the shadows*. "I have been tagging along with General Zenith for some time now".
"The trouble with quotes on the internet is that you can never know if they're genuine." - Abraham Lincoln
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*Putting a hand on Swift's head to get her to lie down, I continue to repair her.* Yes, I've met an Autobot named Trailbreaker before. Have you met him? He was here on Earth so you may have met him. But, if you mean Aerobots like myself ... no. *Zenith sighs and her face hardens.* My whole team is dead. Except for Lithium. Do you know her? She used to be my second in command but ... well, she hated taking orders from me. Always had a soft spot for Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots. He was the only bot she'd listen to. *A wry smile cracked on her face.* Those two had chemistry, I'll say that much. Hehe ... I ended up having to transfer her to the Autobot army. I couldn't have her disobeying my orders ... I would've had to court marshal her ... *Zenith clears her throat.* Anyway, have you heard of her?
Last edited by Lithium; 07-31-2008 at 10:18 PM.
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"Right now just cool off your servos. You almost got killed back there. Just remember, Optimus once said there's a fine line between being a hero, and being a memory. And there's no way we are gonna let you be a memory."
"The trouble with quotes on the internet is that you can never know if they're genuine." - Abraham Lincoln
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*Zenith looks behind her to find Trailbreaker standing there.* Hi, Trailbreaker. Could you help me hold Swift still. I'm gonna stitch her up now and this may hurt a bit but she can't move around too much or I can't do this.
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"Sure thing General, Swift you're gonna have to cooperate here lol." *helps hold Swift up with General Zenith.* "So you had a run in with Nightshade...again, eh?"
"The trouble with quotes on the internet is that you can never know if they're genuine." - Abraham Lincoln
"Darklight cybertrons greatest warrior here to help the Autobots out" i was heading back to base but a few things got me sidetracked, you should check for the shadow virus if you were attacked by Nightshade it changes you makes you lose control Ratchet cured me but i don't feel the same as what i was before" Darklight replies with sadness in his voice
Name: Darksaber
Description: Cybertrons Greatest Warrior
Quote: My Actions speak louder than words
What do you mean? Are you talking about Lithium? What happened?
Nightshade? The decepticon? I knew I sensed decepticon signals! What was she doing her? What did she say to you, Swift?
I'll contact him as soon as I'm done patching her up. *I look up and Darklight.* Where have we met before? I'm sure I've seen you somewhere ...
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*Swift feels a strong amount of anger filling in her spark from all the questions, but instead of answering she just offlined her audio receptors.* "Oww! Hey! Watch it!" *She grumbled as Zenith tyed together some loose wires sticking out of her side and welding her armor plating back into one piece.* "Ugh, sorry."
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"Whoa there. Swift, I really think once we get you patched up you definitely better rest. I can tell by the look on your face that there is more on your mind right now than meets the eye and we better let you contemplate that. Can I get you anything, energon bar maybe?"
"The trouble with quotes on the internet is that you can never know if they're genuine." - Abraham Lincoln
For Primus' sake, hold her still Trailbreaker! *I push Swift down. I then press my hand to her forehead, sending signals that force her audio receptors to open again.* I've dealt with bots 10 times as stubborn as you are, girl. Don't mess with me. Unless you want to get infected. Do you? *I turn back to the two other Autobots.* Let me finish stitching her up BEFORE you ask anymore questions and get her all hyped up! *An hour later, Swift is stitched up but can't move too quickly.* Sit back and rest. We'll guard you. *I smile before turning to the skies, scanning.*
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Name: Darksaber
Description: Cybertrons Greatest Warrior
Quote: My Actions speak louder than words
"It's like that infamous Hate Plague, but worse.....0_o."
"The trouble with quotes on the internet is that you can never know if they're genuine." - Abraham Lincoln
Death is logically necessary.
"Grrr! Fine!" *Swift crosses her arms. Trailbreaker just gives her a stern look meaning listen up or else. Swift was especially lippy towards leaders and perfered to stick to her comrade's orders. She'd never been the same after the day her, Jazz and Lithium got separated.* "Sorry....I gotta learn to listen more."
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It's ok. Lithium's a lot like you ... Where is she?
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