[DARKNESS EVENT//Scaredy-car]
[Sideswipe, Jolt. Ironhide. He kept up a mental tally of just how fragged he was while he patrolled. In the dark. His headlights cut through it, but only so far. He'd wound up on dead-end streets twice now. And he'd swear that there were things just outside of the light, which did not help his demeanor at all.
At least, he hoped he was headed in the right direction dispite his problems; he had his map and he'd found a lot of garages and warehouses while he'd been looking for a place to stay. Seems logical to start checking those first, right?]
At least, he hoped he was headed in the right direction dispite his problems; he had his map and he'd found a lot of garages and warehouses while he'd been looking for a place to stay. Seems logical to start checking those first, right?]