A call to battle

[giri_guy]

*Rodimus Prime stands at the edge of one of Autobot City's top-level landing pads, fist raised level with his chest as if in salute. A panel on his forearm lifts away and he begins to speak, steady and strong

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[violet_cure]

Cureall dashes in and skids slightly she when stops. She clicks her heels together and salutes.

"Cureall reports as ordered, sir!"

[giri_guy]

*smiles, a little worried*

I'm sorry I haven't asked this before, Cureall, but do you have any combat experience?

[violet_cure]

Cureall stands straight at attention.

"Yes,Sir! This one has been in combat as a feild medic. She can shoot a laser and knows her way around an electro whip. Where would you like her, sir?"

[giri_guy]

*thinks*

Will you assist Sandstorm and the other Paradronians in the inner defense circle, please? *that'll keep her out of too much trouble, while still giving her a place among her new fellows.* And keep in mind we may need you more as a medic than as a warrior, once the battle gets under way.

[violet_cure]

She nods curtly.

"Sir,yes sir! Proceeding as ordered!"

She clicks her heels and salutes again. She does an about-face and dashes out. The usual chaos that follows her seems frighteningly absent.

[giri_guy]

*...and that is the most worrying thing of all.*