Ironclad and Gladius were still sparring.
The ex-Autobots were sealing the hull breach while Razorwing went up to the base level.
Ironclad and Gladius were still sparring.
The ex-Autobots were sealing the hull breach while Razorwing went up to the base level.
He was to fast for her at dodged
Shotgun guy attacked back
More energy blasts came as Asphalt continued running, what also appeared to be a chunk of tree came flying from the opposite side of the shots, where Savage’d be.
Fury was sitting in her habitation module.
“What do you want?” She asked.
Bootleg tosses the syringe and the vial to Fury.
“Catch,” he says. “I think I figured it out.”
“I don’t do drugs,” She hissed.
“It’s empty,” Bootleg assures Fury. “You’re gonna fill it up.”
“With what?” She asked, confused.
“Nightmare Fuel,” Bootleg says, deapan. “Nah, you need to take a sample of some o’ your Innermost Energon, the potent stuff 'round your Sparkchamber, then get Dynamo to drink it.”
OOC: …that’s mildly disturbing…
OOC: It’s considered a declaration of love in IDW
OOC: oh yeah…still, it’s weird…
“I guess.” She replied, holding up the Vial.
“How do you know this?”
“To be honest, I’m not a hundred percent sure,” Bootleg admits. “That human book is a little hard to understand.”
“Can you leave?” She asked.
Bootleg nods and does as Fury asks.