Which Cargo would be sure to do. Afterwards, he would look around again to see the emergency responders, hopefully grabbing the attention of some professional who knew better than he how to care for the injured Cybertronian.
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Cargo would encounter one black-armored eukarian, with large goggles over his eyes and a long white beak on his face like some robotic human plague doctor, assisting the medical personnel. The insignia of the Imperial Cybertronian Navy adorned his right shoulder. Seeing Cargo approach with the wounded hostage, he immediately takes the unconscious bot off the bounty hunter’s hands.
“I’ll take it from here,” he says, “but good work stopping the bleeding. I’ll let this man know who to thank when he comes to.”
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“He was responsible for this entire catastrophe. All the damage caused and how many innocent lives lost, it all falls on his hands. I was going to spare him, provided he cooperate and explain himself. But he refused, so I decided he did not deserve to live.”
Axis replied.
“That was my doing actually.”
Nova spoke up from the ground.
“I’m the one who stopped the bleeding, I mean. I just hope he’ll be okay.”
Axis turned to the approaching bot.
“Well then, if you have important information you had better give it to me. What did you find?”
Axis replied, somewhat sternly.
Maximus sighed and gently lifted the body.
“Well, there’s no use letting you rot away down here.”
He took a few more moments to glance around and see if he could find anything of interest. If nothing is found, he takes the body back outside where it can be properly handled.
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Aralysa immediately shows Axis the case.
“One of the terrorists was carrying this, and after me and Stonefist defeated a couple we got them to tell us what they were doing. As it turned out, they wanted to steal this case from the Hall of Records, though they wouldn’t say why. The yellow-armored bot over there,” the Hecatan transformer continued, pointing to the yellow terrorist that she had disarmed, “said their mysterious employer never revealed his reasons to them, but he did say that whoever hired them paid well.”
Stonefist grunted in agreement.
“Heh, that green-armored bot fell pretty quickly once I managed to get a good hit on him.” the rocky bot laughed. “But whatever is in that case is definitely important.”
“Should I open it?” Aralysa asks, then adds, again… but only in her mind.
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Went pretty well? This is a disaster! They chopped someone in half!
She looks down at him, considering to crouch or even shrink so the height difference would be so bad. Though she chooses neither and gives a small smile in turn to be polite.
“Roaster. So why did you–” She stops as someone calls for medic.
Roaster almost leaves to see how she can help, but paramedics arrived. They should be more than capable to handle whatever it was, best to not get in the way. However, the engine roar of the ship snatches her attention away and, provided it was in range, fires a few potshots at the engines to try and stop it.
Seeing that was probably unlike to stop it however, she lets out a frustrated sigh and then returns her attention to Niko.
“Sorry. I’m Roaster.”
With the fighting calming down, Tokamak eventually comes to again. He optics open, he turns his head and sees his surviving car drone parked in front of him, waiting. Grunting with some pain, he forced himself back up and looked over for damages. At least that which wasn’t just his body screaming. For what it was worth, it seemed Motormouth was safe, resting up inside.
Collecting the drone, Tokamak goes in line for some medical attention to ensure nothing is broken. Letting the hostages be examined first, he could always head to a clinic later if they couldn’t get to him.
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As Axis turns her attention to Aralysa, Ironclad hangs his head and sighs. Bound by tradition and eons of religious zeal, it was difficult for him to question the Prime. He goes away to oversee the apprehension of the terrorists, where he might be more useful.
The doctor stoops down to get a better look at Nova, blue eyes glowing dimly beneath the tinted glasses of his goggles.
“Ah, very well then,” he says. “I shall redirect my praise to you, and point this bot in your direction when I’m done with him.”
As Axis Prime’s bodyguard and an ambassador from Eukaris, Maximus likely had the necessary clearance to enter the library’s restricted section, without needing to seek permission from one of the facility’s staff.
One medic, clad in white and red armor, is able to see to Tokamak. Wading through the sea of law enforcement and other doctors, he approaches the valiant velocitronian.
“I saw you get thrown around a few times by that gunship,” he says. “You want me to make sure nothing’s broken, I imagine?”
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Cargo nods towards her. “Indeed. Well done, Nova, you really helped out today. You joined me, despite the dangers placed upon yourself. You’re a hero.” He will then turn to Ivory, Low-Tide, and the terrorist woman they were speaking to and walk towards them. @ProfSrlojohn @MaxinePrimal
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XM-333 commed their superiors.
“Situation has been resolved. What are my orders?”
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“Assist the local authorities where necessary,” the handler replies. “Answer questions, help them move the hostiles- whatever they need. That gunship won’t get too far past the orbital defense grid, I reckon. Then return to the spaceport when you’re done.”
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“Not long, a few minutes, but I need you out of your suit. I can’t check for injuries until you’re out of it.”
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Firestorm seems confused and tries to find the curator of the place.
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“Not gonna happen,” the woman refuses. “Who are you two? You don’t look like police, or those Knights of Cybertron. Most of those guys out there didn’t, actually.”
The library’s curator was minicon with green and gold armor, and Firestorm finds him just as he finishes giving a statement to the police.
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“Let’s just say I’m an curious individual, and a conflict in a library is most curious indeed. Perhaps you would be willig to share the same about yourself? It is only fair.” He gave her a reassuring smile.
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“It probably wasn’t.” Kitai sighed. “But hey, i’m just a person with a sense of curiosity,right?”
He began to walk away.
“And you are just the arbiter, and the prime, of cybertron.”
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The woman seems unmoved.
“I’m Wilhelmina Lennox, back from the dead,” she snarks.
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“If you can be spared, I’d appreciate it. Been in wrecks, but getting shot is new.” Tokamak says.
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Conjoint waited about five minutes, but nobody seemed to be alerted by his high-decible shriek. Good. I can probably do this on the move, but I want to discard this busted arm before anybody notices me leakin’ out over here.
With that said, Conjoint plopped down next to some ugly (in his opinion) sculpture outside the building and began the hour-long process of safely disconnecting his busted left forearm. I sure hope the trail of energon leading back over here isn’t going to give me away…
Nah. Murder bots are stupid.
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“Exhilarating.” Barrage stated. “I’ve watched a decent few fights in the past, but nothing on as large a scale as this. Very interesting.”
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Firestorm asks him about what the terrorists were trying to take (a black box on the lower levels)
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“T-thanks. Honestly I’m just happy to help.”
Nova said somewhat nervously. She was filled with a warm emotion she wasn’t very familiar with. It was rare for her to be this selfless, and she hadn’t been praised like this for anything in quite a long time.
Leaving the body be for now, Maximus decided to enter the restricted section to see what he could find.
Niko smiled.
“Nice to meet ya. So what brings you to Cybertron?”
“In that case, I’ll take it off your hands. Whatever this may be, it would be best left in my hands to study.”
Axis replied.
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