"As you can see, we're in need of medical attention," Ironclad says to Firestorm.
“They are, I’m fine and Asphalt’ll wake up in no time. Besides, these just make for wicked battle scars.” Savage said, indicating the visible scorch marks from when he was hit by the blaster shots.
Dynamo transformed back into his robot mode and began to limp away from the group.
“So... should I stop him?” Savage said, a disturbing tone of anticipation to his voice as he started to heft Asphalt.
"Where would he go? He can't fly. Besides, we're not keeping him prisoner.
OOC: gotta be for a while.
“Oh fine, Mr. No-fun.” Savage huffed.
OOC: @MaximusPrimal You said you have a plan for Mordo.
Ironclad sighed and walked towards Firestorm. @BlackBeltGamer98 @MaximusPrimal
@Toa_Vladin Bootleg yawned.
"So, what's Maxima up to?"
"I don't know. Last time I saw her she was running away."
The minute he was no longer facing Savage he began to heft Asphalt again, grinning as he stuck his tongue out between his side teeth, a squint of concentration forming as he began to lean back in a throwing pose.
"From what? To where?"-Bootleg.
"I think to the Decepticon Country. This happened after she heard that..."But then he shouted up.
Codex meanders alone in maximal territory
"Oh! She's gonna talk to Diacon, eh? That's good."
"Well, they've got the biggest military out of all the nations. If anybody has a chance against the 'Cybertronians', they do."-Bootleg.
"What? Stop bein' so cryptic."-Bootleg.