Cocytus Bridge
//Galvatron's sending something called the Dis your way. No clue what that is, but get ready to break orbit when I get there. And Jets, got a little something for you...//
//Acknowledged, commander. The Cocytus awaits your return.// Jetstorm stands in the center of the bridge, arms crossed.
Below him, Dead Air has one long needle-jack connecting him to the ship, a smile twisting his face. "Dropping the cloak..."
The cloak falls, and the sensor-shadow of the Cocytus falls across the world. The Cocytus is long and narrow, a spike of a ship, a stake to drive through the hearts of worlds, a stilleto to stab into the backs of allies. Its armor is mirrored so that it reflects the stars, and it's glory-of-glories is in its dexterity.
//Almost there.// *pause* //I don't care how big it is, we can outfly it if we have to. Besides, Galvatron's not even on it.//
//You've said that before, Void.// A smile quirks his lips, still as lush as Silverbolt's ever were. //But we will annihilate them.//
//Acknowledged, commander. The Cocytus awaits your return.// Jetstorm stands in the center of the bridge, arms crossed.
Below him, Dead Air has one long needle-jack connecting him to the ship, a smile twisting his face. "Dropping the cloak..."
The cloak falls, and the sensor-shadow of the Cocytus falls across the world. The Cocytus is long and narrow, a spike of a ship, a stake to drive through the hearts of worlds, a stilleto to stab into the backs of allies. Its armor is mirrored so that it reflects the stars, and it's glory-of-glories is in its dexterity.
//Almost there.// *pause* //I don't care how big it is, we can outfly it if we have to. Besides, Galvatron's not even on it.//
//You've said that before, Void.// A smile quirks his lips, still as lush as Silverbolt's ever were. //But we will annihilate them.//