This Is A Test
WHO: Naomi Umegae and Ironhide -- WITH A SURPRISE JAZZ
WHERE: Some... flat... area. Probably a park.
WHEN: The day after Naomi beat a bunch of punks to scrap metal.
WHAT: Ironhide caught Naomi's fight. He wants to test her out. Poor bastard's in for it
NOTE: Closed, Incomplete
He wasn't lurking. Not exactly. More like lying in wait. Those who had attacked her previously hadn't given her quarter, and neither would he. The female seemed perfectly capable... but who could really tell?
He hoped she was. Two betrayals in a row, combined with the inability to show his face in the rings, and the foiled attempt to strike down the false Prime, left for a lot of tension in the big Autobot. He had no release. With any luck... this would help. An exercise. A drill. Movement. Work.
Sensors scanning, he tucked himself lower to the ground, staying perfectly still amongst the bits of scrap and cover he'd found. Scored black armor would hopefully help add to the illusion that he was nothing more than part of the scenery. At least until the female was in range.
And then he'd strike. And see what she was built with.
WHERE: Some... flat... area. Probably a park.
WHEN: The day after Naomi beat a bunch of punks to scrap metal.
WHAT: Ironhide caught Naomi's fight. He wants to test her out. Poor bastard's in for it
NOTE: Closed, Incomplete
He wasn't lurking. Not exactly. More like lying in wait. Those who had attacked her previously hadn't given her quarter, and neither would he. The female seemed perfectly capable... but who could really tell?
He hoped she was. Two betrayals in a row, combined with the inability to show his face in the rings, and the foiled attempt to strike down the false Prime, left for a lot of tension in the big Autobot. He had no release. With any luck... this would help. An exercise. A drill. Movement. Work.
Sensors scanning, he tucked himself lower to the ground, staying perfectly still amongst the bits of scrap and cover he'd found. Scored black armor would hopefully help add to the illusion that he was nothing more than part of the scenery. At least until the female was in range.
And then he'd strike. And see what she was built with.