A bit overdue ffff
WHO: Sunstorm and anyone who has the steel brass to put up with him!
WHAT: Sunstorm's still a bit under the weather with his energy signature detectors dampened due to the fact he was buried under some rubble for a good amount of time. So, really, he's sort of wandering aimlessly like a moron.
WHERE: Zone 9; the resident dump
WHEN: This is a bit backdated to a few days ago, around my time of post.
WARNINGS/NOTES: Thus far, nothing appears to be worth noting!
But that didn't mean Sunstorm was necessarily lost. Oh, no, he'd been around Axiom long enough to know what Zone he was in, just... Not exactly where he had to go. Detecting any energy signatures blindly now, the Seeker had absolutely no sense of direction in terms of finding his fellow Seekers. Starscream's job, some club or other, he never did memorize the exact location...
Sunstorm, having been trekking nearly an hour now, finally decided to take a seat on a pile of broken mattresses. "Oh, poopy!" he sighed, not entirely frustrated; more so amused, than anything. He checked his chronometer, which was still fluctuating between kliks. "At least I'm getting exercise!" Whatever that really meant.
WHAT: Sunstorm's still a bit under the weather with his energy signature detectors dampened due to the fact he was buried under some rubble for a good amount of time. So, really, he's sort of wandering aimlessly like a moron.
WHERE: Zone 9; the resident dump
WHEN: This is a bit backdated to a few days ago, around my time of post.
WARNINGS/NOTES: Thus far, nothing appears to be worth noting!
But that didn't mean Sunstorm was necessarily lost. Oh, no, he'd been around Axiom long enough to know what Zone he was in, just... Not exactly where he had to go. Detecting any energy signatures blindly now, the Seeker had absolutely no sense of direction in terms of finding his fellow Seekers. Starscream's job, some club or other, he never did memorize the exact location...
Sunstorm, having been trekking nearly an hour now, finally decided to take a seat on a pile of broken mattresses. "Oh, poopy!" he sighed, not entirely frustrated; more so amused, than anything. He checked his chronometer, which was still fluctuating between kliks. "At least I'm getting exercise!" Whatever that really meant.