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[ Elec has been monitoring the tracking information Blues sent him. He only moved a little right after he sent it and then not at all. It pushes Elec harder. He has a brother who's in trouble. A brother he hasn't known long, he doesn't know well. But it doesn't matter.

He runs along the tracks that the human sized shuttles use, gliding practically on the charged lines. His internal generators whirr as he builds it up inside him. He can always pack a punch but it takes him a few minutes to wind up to the biggest punch. Stormfront is out of her case and on his back and by the time he closes in on Blues' position the smell of ozone clouds around him as the air burns and wall along the track smolders with scorch marks of his passing.

He doesn't stop as the sight of the monster antagonizing his brother appears around the corner, he runs, leaping off the rails and swinging the guitar in front of him. ]

Blues duck and roll!!

[ His bare fingers strike the strings and he releases the electricity he's built up into it. Stormfront roars and amplifies, blasting a blinding wave of electricity forth, strait at Antler's woefully exposed back. ]

[ He hits Antlers in the optic. Blues knows immediately it isn't going to be enough to deter him. No, it only served to make him angry. But the smell of ozone is getting stronger and Blues can feel the energon racing in his lines and he pops off a potshot on that hand closing around him.

And then, blessedly, he hears Elec.

Blues hits the ground and rolls on command, popping back up out of the blast range of the electricity. ]

Nice guitar, Elec.

[ Is this the time? No. Is this Blues way of coping right now? Absolutely. He's also not waiting around as he kicks immediately into a run. ]

He can detach his arms and do weird ghosty shit, heads up!

[ The blast hits him nearly square in the back, brisking off his wings and snapping him forward losing concentration and his little toy.

He stumbles to his balance and huffs angrily putting his arms out to aim at both these little dolls and the outer limbs disintegrate into that green ghastly mist speeding for his targets.

Sure he has no arms currently and thus a disadvantage in some way....

But they deserve this. And he will be ever so gentle after he roughs them up alittle. ]

You forced my hand, know this!

[ Elec ignores everything Antlers says. Obviously nothing worthwhile is going to come out of his mouth right now so why bother? ]

I'll let you play it later!

[ He howls in glee as he hits the ground running. Now this is what he talking about! The light, the fight. His generator crackles and hums in his chest, seemingly just as pleased as he is to get a real workout. He fingers dance over the strings and the electric fields around him tremble. It'll take a good moment or two to built up for another attack after that last one so now is as good a time as ever to field test that other technique he's been working in with Rock and Nova Storm.

The air buzzes and Elec seems faster then before. ]

You feeling it bro?

[ A field of energizing electricity and sound that pumps you up! Move faster, hit harder, ride the wave. It's not perfect yet but it's good. ]

Blast him!

[ Oh Blues can feel it alright. Between the energon and the pulse of whatever Elec is doing, he can certainly feel it. And it makes him grin.

He throws himself into a slide, turning as he does to pop back up with his buster aimed and ready. There's that most again but he ignores it for the moment.

No, his target is much more precise.

He aims at Antlers' other optic and fires off two quick, overpowered shots. Hopefully one lands and blinds their opponent. ]

Come on!

[ He reaches for Elec with his free hand and books it back down the hallway. ]

If we cut into somewhere small he can't grab us.

[ The blast is enough to crack even the metal plating. Megatron fluffs up his wings stumbling back but the misted arms are still searching for their targets.

Even as the light dims in one optic he steps forward, flexes and then laughs. Letting his mist do the work. ]

Come now, forgive me little ones. [ He picks up pace. ]

I only wished to talk, why must you treat me as the bad guy here... let's start over~

[ He dives and rolls under a massive ghastly hand taking a swing for him and grabs Blues hand instead on the up. His core is POUNDING. ]

Not exactly an excess of small places around here!!

[ Small places... the vents, they're too high but... but... ]

Keep running I got an idea!

[ He squeezes the other robot's hand, the residual power from his booster pulsing in it as he sends a quick inelegant comm to a friend. ]

Gonna see if I can summon a ninja from the ceiling.

Unfortunately.

[ The pain of being in a big ship for big robots. No hiding places for the little guys. But he squeezes Elec's hand back, even as a startled laugh slips out of him. ]

Ceiling ninja? There's a ceiling ninja?

[ He turns just enough to pop a shot off at once of the clouds of mist. He doesn't actually think it'll do anything, but he's hoping the plasma will be enough to burn off some of it. He has high hopes and low expectations here. All that matters is they keep moving and stay out of reach of Antlers.

Blues knows, he knows, if they get caught they won't be coming back. ]

[ Usually, the presence of anyone in the vents is absolutely silent. After all, why would a ninja ever make noise, ceiling or otherwise? Except... Well. Elec's always called it the Kagerou Highway. And now, the muffled, echoing roar of a race car's engine is only getting louder. Louder, and louder, and louder- Until suddenly the grate above them rips open, and the finned form of Kagerou's terrestial alt mode flies out.

It twists, mid-air; abyss teal and red plating shifts and moves, and as Antlers focuses on his quarry, it leaves him open. Open to the claws and wings of Kagerou's bird-dragon form, battering him with a shriek of rage.

And then the bird is peeling off again, jets firing to put Kagerou out of range. It's a show of grace he doesn't usually get to display, dancing out of one's orbit and into another's, back towards his charges. Claws so much more gentle than the scratches Antlers recieved scoop up the pair- And then Kagerou's form transforms smoothly around them, and they fall right into the race car's cushy seats.

The engines gun. And Kagerou is speeding off down the hallway at full tilt. ]

[ Elec turns to Blues, optics wide, mouth split in a manic grin. ]

See? Ceiling ninja!

[ He laughs half delirious from robot adrenaline and the very close escape. He looks in the rearview mirrors to see the green haze slinking, slithering away as they speed down the hall and relaxes as much as he can with his insides buzzing as much as they are. He releases a vent of air and pulls his seatbelt on. ]

Thanks for saving our synthetic asses. I thought we were going to be squashed, or taken or...

[ He sighs, leaning back against the headrest. He doesn't even know. Nothing good, that's for sure. ]

This is my brother Blues by the way. Blues, this is my friend Kagerou.

[ Elec isn't the only one that laughs wildly at their close call. Blues wheezes for a second before he manages to get the seat belt on, checking the mirrors. ]

Ceiling ninja. Holy shit.

[ He scrapes a hand through his hair, messing it up even further, and tries to settle despite how his systems are still running in overdrive. He's shaking like mad honestly. ]

Nice to meet you, Kagerou. Thanks for the save. That guy was...

[ The shaking morphs into a shudder and Blues lets out a slow breath. ]

Creepy. And determined. I don't think we're people to him. He's got serial killer vibes. Manipulative. Or something. Don't like it-- ah shoot I should tell Nickel and Rung we're okay.

It's nice to meet you too, Blues.

[ Despite the close call, his voice is warm; it feels good, to arrive there just in the nick of time. But Kagerou knows better to think they're out of the fire just yet. ]

Yes, Starscream's warned me about... Antlers. We'll head to the Brigade Labs. We'll be safe in there.

[ Between the locks and the weaponry that Starscream built and hoarded like a silver dragon, even Antlers would have to think twice about breaching it. Never mind the fact that its position by the space bridge meant the vehicons were near-constantly in the area. Starscream had been clever, staking it out.

That, and Kagerou knows that as soon as he hears, Starscream will be down to check on them all himself. ]

Are you both alright?

Yeah I ran into the guy a while ago. Gave me the same vibe as some of the humans I'd run into at robotics conventions. The sort that wanted to own one of me.

[ And No Thankyou. At the very least he knew he and his brothers meant enough to Light that he'd never, well, sell them. Anxiety inducing all the same. ]

Brigade labs sounds like a good plan. Even if he gets in I'm pretty sure we can find something explosive to throw at him in there.

[ The couple times he's been there, well he's been in Labs before, obviously. Starscream's are on a whole other level. If he wasn't so ridiculously satisfied with Stormfront he'd have probably begged him by now to try something out. ]

Think I'm mostly fine too. Definitely put some strain on my frame since I jumped from way up on the shuttle tracks but other then that I'm good. Blues?

[ Blues actually hasn't seen the Brigade Labs so he has no idea what to expect, but if Elec trusts the security there then so does he. He just nods to the plan and shakes his hands out. The fuel pump and his core are still going rapidly, but at least they're moving in sync with each other. He thinks that's a good thing. Hm. He should probably ask Nickel about that.

Later.

He blinks a few times and focuses back on the conversation. ]

Yeah, yeah, I'll be alright. Little shaken up, runnin' on a little too much power, but I'll be alright. Just gotta get all of this-- [ He shakes his hands again with a crooked smile. ] --back under control.

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