[VOICE]

[runningerrands]

About damn time I located this frequency. I'm sick of being stuck in this fucking room with a blanket for a bed and canned soup. Holy shit.

Any of you people know who the hell this giant robot is? His name's Starscream. Enormous chin, horrible voice that makes me wish I were fucking deaf? Yeah. Giant fucking asshole central. He didn't even give me

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[Video- Locked] whoops forgot to lock it derp

[ops_meister]

Dexter comm'd me told me you might want some help.

[Have a customary Jazz grin; it's all good, no need to freak out about it.]

Which Starscream are we talking about?

[Video- Locked]

[runningerrands]

[Gahhh so many robots. Not that he has a problem with it, but Starscream's not a very good lasting impression.]

I only know one. But he has a longass chin and he's burgundy. Kind of pinkish. That help?

[Video- Locked]

[ops_meister]

[Starscreams never do.]

Ah yeah, thankfully he doesn't look like the rest of them. [Good for you because that tells him who. Bad because that doesn't really tell him where so much.] He's from the Malgian universe.

Any chance you know where you are?

[Video- Locked]

[runningerrands]

They got names for universes. ...Guess it's the only way to sort everything.

Not a fucking clue, but...

[Shit, why didn't it occur to him sooner.] I may not be able to ping you my location, but you should be able to ping me yours. Can you do that? I have an idea.

[Video- Locked]

[ops_meister]

It helps some, but it's not really that important unless you're dealing with alternates though. Cons are still Cons, whatever the 'verse.

Can do.

[Ping!]

[Video- Locked]

[runningerrands]

I've dealt with a lot crap. Alternative universes -- sure, why not! Just another thing on the shitlist.

All right. I'm going to coordinate it with my RIG. Hang on one second.

[Isaac pulls up a holographic menu in front of himself, typing away at a keyboard. He reaches into the wrist of his suit, then he nods.]

I've synched your location. Just follow the blue light and you'll be able to track me.

[Isaac holds his right hand out; appearing from his suit is a blue line of light. From his position to Jazz's, it runs through Axiom.

It's temporary, though.]

I can keep using my locator until you can get to me. That gonna work for you?

[Locked Video to Action] Going to Action Spam this thing? |D

[ops_meister]

You get used to it.

[Well he has no idea what a RIG is but he thinks he likes it.]

That'll be perfect.

[The video cuts out here so he can transform and his engine revs once his tires are on the ground.]

On my way.

[Action THIS UP]

[runningerrands]

Got it. I'll be... you know. Hanging around til you get here.

Thanks.

[He'll keep using his locator to assist.]

[Action]

[ops_meister]

[Following he can do and he brings his sensors up to full-power as a precaution as he does. The last thing he wants is a Con sneaking up on him.

He stops and transforms when the light leads him to a random warehouse, not the Hollow then; disappointing but he'll just get it's location out of Starscream later.

His blaster is removed from his thigh panel as he approaches and he comms Issac, voice wry.]

//Is the front door locked?//

[Action]

[runningerrands]

[In the background, Jazz can probably make out the voice of Starscream whining about his foot.]

Should be open. Help yourself inside; I can't read the door, being six feet tall instead of two stories.

[Action]

[ops_meister]

Don't be near the door then.

[He offers cheerfully; he'd be in a bad mood too if he suddenly found himself in Starscream's care.

Starscream whining doesn't really concern him; he's not particularly worried about the jet.

Raising his blaster he throws his weight against the door and hopes it comes open.]

[Action]

[runningerrands]

[The door swings open. There is, for some reason, a pile of random toilets in one corner of the warehouse. In the other corner, Starscream is whining and bemoaning his situation, as his left foot is -- for some reason -- in pieces on the ground.]

Would you quit your fucking bitching? [Isaac is snapping at the jet. He turns to Jazz, then nods to him.] I'm ready to get out of here.

[Action]

[ops_meister]

[Well then. He tilts his head in amusement; it's not everyday a human manages to hurt a mech and Starscream seems rather disinterested in keeping him around now.]

Nice job there.

[Jazz returns his blaster to his leg and transforms, popping open a door invitingly.]

This will probably be the easiest.

[Action]

[runningerrands]

If there's one thing I know, it's machines. Sentient or otherwise.

[Kind of an old-fashioned car, Isaac muses, but he steps inside, plopping himself down.]

Hey. ...Thanks for picking me up.

[Action]

[ops_meister]

Good to know.

[Jazz will shut the door for you as he peals out before Starscream can change his mind about not wanting to let you go.]

No problem. It's part of the job description. Of course, most humans actually need rescuing. [Have a chuckle.]