Railgun points over to Machbreaker and whatever monitor the scanner can feed in its information.
“They’re mechanical like us, but appear to be of some living, gaseous essence. A good chunk of it is contained in the head. With our field test, it appears the faceplates of the Vex aren’t very durable. The face didn’t shatter, but it cracked and leaked out the gas, causing great pain, with a few shots from my cannon. A good strike from something larger could likely incapacitate unarmored Vex quite easily.” He narrates with the tablet.
Railgun never said he shot Iota, but it was implied. Though it seemed Hotshot was jumpy as ever, so that was no surprise. He wouldn’t admit it here, if only because it would ruin his kill count record by letting a target live.
He continued with his findings, “No other useful information found in his office. Distraction created to lure guards away from defenses. The outside has several turreted towers, though we were unable to see all potential threats. Rough map can be provided.”
“Consider it potential incentive. Now everyone has an accelerated reason to rebel and break out. Provided someone isn’t blamed for it. We won’t be found, and if we are, they’ll be dead first.”
While Railgun typically thought more along negatives, to save his and his brothers’ hides he would try and put a positive spin on things. Even if it isn’t the greatest look regardless. After all, except for the few who know about this scout mission, it looks like Iota is just spouting madness and being more irrational.
Maximus jumped back and out of Axis’ arms. The gruesome sight too much for the predacon to handle at the moment. Which only frustrated Axis even more. Though she seemed unfazed. With as much as she had talked to Oddball, she knew what he was about.
“Okay, I see what you’re trying to go for. But don’t you think that Iota would notice the fact that you’re still around afterwards?”
“Hm… I know a decent number of people around here. But no one dumb enough to do anything like this… Plus they’re all friends. So it would suck if any of them had to be axed off.”
Razorclaw said, somewhat nonchalantly.
Oddball’s body picks his head up off the table and screws it back onto his neck. Backbreaker tentatively sits back down, still staring wide-eyed at the little bot.
“I’d go into hiding, or something, obviously,” Oddball warbles. “Nobody dies, and we get our energon back before things get Golding up in here.”
“Yeah. Minicons too. Its a translation program I’ve had for a while now. Helps out with talking to locals on exploration missions.”
She then turned her attention back to Oddball.
“Look, it’s not a bad idea, but not worth the risk. Not only are hiding places hard to come by, we don’t know how the Vex handle executions. For all we know the method could be something that actually kills you.”
Maximus slowly got back up and sat down at the table. Though looking even more nervous and scared than before.
OOC: Just a heads up. I’m at work. So it’ll be about two hours before I can reply again.
OOC: Hold on. Is he actually a minicon? I always thought he was a smallish autobot who spoke minicon.
“It’s not worth the risk. I saw your fight. You’re not invulnerable. We don’t know what’s going to happen. You very easily could actually die.”
Axis said. Showing genuine concern.
Razorclaw thoughts for a moment.
“Well, tier 2 has Hotspot, but the closest I can think of for Tier 3… Well Gronius used to be a big commander type before he left for tier 2. Juliana would probably be your next best bet, given how long she’s been here.”