Bootleg helps Emerald move Myriad to a safe location.
Emerald sets Myriad’s leg down.
Bootleg resumes repairing Myriad.
Three arms stick out of the copter, launching ammo at the drones wildly.
Many of the twins’ pursuers are shot down, but a few keep their distance, evading the shots as they return fire.
Cargo shifts to bot form so he can aim his cannon better, grasping onto Zip’s blades as they spin wildly to slow the descent.
The rest are shot down, but more begin rushing from below to replace them.
“Argh! I hate these guys! I hate zombies!” yells Zipline.
“We need to regroup with the others!” Cargo implores. They reform and begin landing to join Rai’kaiser and Backlog.
OOC: I liked using his actual name
OOC: I’m going back and forth, you can use it if you want.
IC: Rai’kaiser looked to see how close the ground was getting
By now, everyone had reached the ground.
He charged into the streets
Dicius and the others finally put Ironjaw in the biggest CR Chamber. The Chamber turned on.
It would be a while before Ironjaw was repaired, and even then the chamber could only do so much for a wound caused by a weapon empowered by Dark Energon.
Hecate remained in the med bay, while the others went to the hangar.
Sol charged into the streets, heading to the dome
Seraphicon followed him, mainly so the guy has a better chance at survival.
Firestorm manages to reach the medics and asks if they could help him get back to optimal fighting condition.
More drones open fire upon the search team, taking defensive positions around the dome.
“I need to know what’s wrong with ya, first,” requests Bootleg.
“Combat damage from fighting Ramjet.” Firestorm answers.
Seraphicon sees this and looks for any flaws that could exploited that would grant them entry to the dome.
Bootleg withdraws a few tools from his trailer and gets to work.
Defenses near the top of the dome were sparse.
Sol priotized his attacks in front.
Lifter and simulare were still knocked out on the ground