Nexus. Blackout's Canyon. Loss
Blackout: *standing in the canyon down under her front door, throwing jagged pieces of rock at her brother* >D
Jetfire: *cussing about that and trying to dodge*
Blackout: *wings another one at him, then watches as it makes sparks on the opposite canyon wall* *laughs and grabs another one from the helpful mammoth whose bringing of rocks started this game*
Jetfire: *gonna be more of a PITA and transform to alt mode. Let's see you hit a moving target, Blackout!*
Blackout: *nails it!*
Jetfire: *MORE CUSS*
Blackout: *laughter is echoed by that of Dreadnought and Requiem as they pause to watch*
Jetfire: *lands on the opposite canyon rim* *grumble, curse, inspects wings for dents*
Requiem: *scratches Sparky's head and tells her she's a good girl*
Sparky: *small happy sounds and gives Mama another rock*
Blackout: *ready to engage thrusters and nail her brother again when something appears right in front of her with a PINpoint flash, then hits the sandy and rocky canyon floor with a clatter* What... Jazz?
Jetfire: *leans to look down over the edge, frowning* Th' slag 's 'e doin' here?
Blackout: *throws the rock aside and stoops over the small mech as she scans him and finds his life signs dangerously weak* Jazz... *gently lifts him* Can you hear me?
Jetfire: *ready to find a medic if necessary*
Jazz: *nearly shut down from trauma and energy loss, but he unshutters his optics to look up at the femme who is holding him* Hadta... say 'bye. Letcha... know... *weak cough* Why... why I don't call no more.
Blackout: *face darkens as she settles down to kneel* Who did this?
Dreadnought: *stunned expression on his face as he watches*
Requiem: *unreadable* *one hand holding Sparky's collar to keep her back*
Jetfire: *in the air and circling for a few moments, lets Blackout know he's going to get a medic*
Blackout: *quietly, as she watches the mech in her arms* //They won't be able to keep him from going.//
Jetfire: *low curse* //Any word from th' big Boss?//
Blackout: *just a bit lost sounding* //I can't hear him.// *shakes Jazz slightly* Who did this?
Jazz: *groans and blinks, then gets a rotten, victorious grin* Got... got the... #@$!@#$@.
Jetfire: *gonna land, then.... and grumble about what he'd like to do to the scrapheap that did this....*
Blackout: Who was it? Tell me.
Jazz: *intakes rattle* Galvatron.
Blackout: *sharp intake of surprise*
Jetfire: .... *raised brow ridges*
Jazz: *databursts a file openly, since he hasn't the energy to aim*
Blackout: *grabs a copy of that and looks at it, then sits up straighter as she watches an old mech go against an opponent larger and stronger than himself and give his all to take the threat down*
Jetfire: *soft rumbling as he watches as well. His respect for the little silver mech has grown, even if he thinks the other is an idiot sometimes*
Requiem: *standing to attention now, his expression grim as he holds his pet back*
Dreadnought: *showing the same respect his brother is, but suspicious brightness shows in his optics before his visor slides down to cover them*
Blackout: *watches the file again, and then looks down at the mech in her arms* If you go now, you'll never win.
Jazz: *faint, faint grin as his remaining hand closes slightly on the one of hers that covers his chest* I... won.
Blackout: *slight, peeved rumble, but then bows her head over him and curses him quietly*
Jazz: *that ghost of a grin grows a little more, but the light's fading from his optics*
Jetfire: *knows what should be done now. Will move to transform and take off before circling around and roaring by overhead*
Requiem: *tells Sparky to stay and then rises up to follow Jetfire*
Sheol, Whiteout, Pink, and Sparta: *roaring in from elsewhere as they see the formation. Leave an empty spot on one wing*
Blackout: *doesn't look up at them. Just whispers softly as she senses the light go out from Jazz* You're mine.
Jetfire: *brings the formation around for a second pass*
Blackout: *walks over and gently sticks the empty shell into a crack on the canyon wall there beneath her front door. Slags the rock till the crack is sealed, and then stands back and bellows for Primus to receive his own back as the fliers separate and streak away in seven different directions*
Mouse: *arrives at a run to stand by Dreadnought and Sparky* Mousie ready for war!
Blackout: *looks at her most gentle child, and then understands* No one must be allowed to respark Galvatron.
Requiem: *watches Blackout and Mouse vanish from where he's landed up on the canyon rim, then looks at Jetfire as he comes up beside him* You're not going?
Jetfire: 'S someth'n' Blackout needs t' do..... Th' lad was me friend.... But 'e was more th'n tha' t' Blackout.
Requiem: *nods and looks down again at where his second youngest brother stands alone and watches the Mini Constructicons clean up the lone small puddle that Jazz left* He could've been a lot more.
Jetfire: *quietly* Aye..... *moves to head off towards the Black Dog*
Requiem: *follows, calling to his brothers and sisters as he goes*
((written with random_xtras))