And hey it just needs a little fixin

[jr_medbot]

Who: First Aid and Soundwave
What: Fixing things when SUDDENLY FIGHT
Where: Random street in Promenade
When: Day, 22/11
Warnings: Robot fight, more then likely robot death.

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[stand_witness]

Hi there First Aid. While you're busy wasting your time on repairing the human's walkways, and light fixtures, have about a half dozen itty bitty, silver ball-bearings with minute Spark signatures rolling along the sidewalk...rolling right up to you.

Now you've got a couple of the little buggers transforming in front of your optical range, and running perfectly harmless little passive scans. The others are rolling around to flank you, and closing fast with your feet. It's climbing time!

[jr_medbot]

Well the slight flailing was not really dignified, but this is not exactly known and there are little unknown constructs seeming to come from out of nowhere.

"Wait, what are you doing?"

He debates moving and standing stock still after seeing how close they have gotten and thus could be stepped on. The fact they didn't attempt to attack him right out also causing confusion, because if this was a Decepticon attack there would be more violent shooting then scanning.

[stand_witness]

How could anything that tiny be capable of taking you down, Aid? They aren't meant to, and in fact, they're mostly meant to be identifiers, and tiny tracking signals.

...That is to say that MQ-9 Reaper making a sharp bank, and descending in altitude to well below safe minimum altitude is tracking them. Those tiny little marblebots littered all over you are either chittering animatedly, or turning their single optics to note that approaching aircraft; look, look we found what you were looking for!

Which means, of course, that the adage of "shoot first, and ask questions later" now applies to the strafing energon turret raining a hail of fire down at First Aid.

[jr_medbot]

You would be surprise what a small thing could do to a large mech, but that isn't the debate as he attempts to gently pry them off and set them to the side, while still avoiding any chance of stepping on them.

The sound of gunfire is enough to decide that moving is a good idea, and what he lacks in fire power he makes up for in knowing how to dodge roll. Already transforming before his feet hit the ground after the move, Aid begins peeling out and away from where he is being shot out and hopefully away from any populated area.

[stand_witness]

Oh no you don't, Autobot. Soundwave's working his way backwards through his kill list now. Because he has had it with this place. You just have the misfortune of being the first enemy threat he found in the open.

Another sharp bank, and that Reaper is making another run at Aid, only this time when it catches up to the fleeing mech, Soundwave shifts forms mid-fall. A flurry of metal, and the joys of inertia ( an object in motion prefers to stay in motion ) you now have a very pissed off creeper bot making an open-handed grab at your fender, and intending to throw you off your wheels if you don't turn, and fight.

[jr_medbot]

He should be used to this, but going after the medic wasn't usually a priority so he is not knowing what to do here. Instead he attempts to get a little more speed and a swerve to avoid that grasp, but not being built for speed it isn't very effective as he fishtails and clips a lamp post.

"What puprose does any of this serve? Shouldn't we be working to find a way back to our homes?"

That was a nice uncontrolled 360 there, sadly the lamp post did not get away without some major damage.

[stand_witness]

For a little while there, Soundwave was willing to overlook you while he took care of more important business. But even the most taciturn mechs have their limits. He also doesn't respond to the question, because the purpose ( as he tells himself ) is to eliminate the last Autobot presence from the city for a time.

Soundwave's utterly cold, lethal intentions is being beautifully illustrated by his now-mounted turret aiming another charged blast of energon at First Aid. No, usually one does not attack the medic. One also leaps at the opportunity to eliminate one's enemies from the playing field entirely.

Turn, and fight, First Aid, or be killed for the frightened weakling you are.

[jr_medbot]

He does transform and turn to face you, but not for the reason a normal person may have. The gun charging in his hand almost looks like it might do damage. That is until his optic band darkens as he points it towards you and discharges it. Hello about 5,000 wats of bright light to your sensors. Before he attempts to book it again.

[stand_witness]

Good. At least there was some alternate version that would do more than flee to hide behind the few true fighters left in the Autobot ranks.
Still, Soundwave was preparing for something far worse when the weapon is brandished, and ducked as he would to avoid a spray of weapons fire--

Only to end up blinded anyway. It's certainly bright enough to blind for a moment, but in that moment Aid did not take the advantage. Instead the mech was running again, and by the time Soundwave had cycled his faceplate from infrared, to microwaves, and back to lower light spectrum, First Aid was gaining distance, and speed.

Glaring behind said faceplate, Soundwave simply shifted back to a light, fast Reaper UAV, and pursued.

[jr_medbot]

He wasn't certain just what he was going to do as he had no back up, and this Con was persistant at least. Wanting to extinguish his spark was also a given with how everything was moving.

Running was becoming a bad idea considering he was being chased by a flight capable mech, but unless he decided to do something it wasn't going to change. He was starting to see no choice as he fumbled for his decrystalizer. Even as he prepared to take aim he still found himsefl sending a burst of glyphs that basically were a quick and common code.

The general meaning being I don't want to do this, but no choice.

And then he let the instincts of being the trigger for Defensor's fire arm take over as he took aim for a wing. It would hardly be overly damage, but if it destablized the metal enough it would hopefully force him to the ground or to call off the hunt for now.

[stand_witness]

Finally, finally the Autobot had pulled an actual weapon. The shot does inflict some damage, and force Soundwave to shift out of his flight mode. However, Soundwave wasn't one to stick to that mode, and call it superiority. As he shifted in another flurry of metal, and reassembling servos, again - one arm suspiciously damaged - he did not bother to recover from his headlong descent and taking First Aid at a tackle.

One, two, three tentacles whipped from their dock viper-fast to ensnare the Autobot, his remaining, operational hand clamping around First Aid's weapon-hand, and squeezing.

[jr_medbot]

The tackle and abrutpness made him lose those precious few seconds that could have maybe helped in getting him out before he was pinned by more then arms and a body. Though it didn't mean that the survival instincts left as he still tried to find a way out of the grip.

He manage to hold onto the decrystalizer unti he knew both distantly in an odd sort of thought pattern, and by his own pain relaying into his head that some of the joints were if not completely cracked, were at least fractured. Even as he scrambled to find something in his equipment that might help. Not the photon burst would be too slow and cumbersome to use his other hand with, and he had never worked on a frame like this one to know how to perform and emergency stasis lock on.

He was running low on actual options.

[stand_witness]

Four, five, six feelers leave their docks to ensnare the Autobot, and with the power assist of his fully operational hand, lift First Aid off the pavement completely. Feelers, and grip pull tight, and fight against the Autobot to pull his arms out, away from the chest area.

It seems as though this little medic has no real combat capabilities, for all his bravery, and the inscrutable faceplate only tilts in detached interest. Best to end it fast, then. An enemy First Aid may be, but drawing this out was a level of cruelty reserved for Soundwave's equals.

Seven, eight, nine feelers leave their docks, now twining around Aid's upper arms, forearms, wrists, and each ankle to hold the Autobot level, and incapacitated. It leaves Soundwave's functional hand able to strike out at the Autobot's plating with vicious accuracy, and peel it back - going directly for the Spark Chamber, and the kill.

[jr_medbot]

He was going to the Well, and oddly he wasn't as scared as he would expect to be when facing such a thing. Even as he was lifted and pinned it was almost like he didn't really register what was going on.

Aid was grateful for the lack of taunting and gloating at least, as there would have been with most of the Decepticons he had known in his short life. Not even a remark like Swindle had given over his attempts to be a pacifist.

Optic band remained bright and staring straight ahead. Even though he could have easily have turned it off and possibly denied this for a few seconds, but he wouldn't do so. Hopefully Ratchet and Wheeljack wouldn't be too disappointed with him for meeting them so soon.

[stand_witness]

Soundwave at least left the Autobot his dignity, yes. And he had to hand it to the little medic; he met his death bravely, without flinching, and without turning optics away. There were others, even strong warriors, in the arena who had not been so brave.

It was quick, and as painless as Soundwave could manage under the circumstances; powerful fingers reaching past the torn plating to grasp the metal harness enclosing this bizarre otherworld Autobot's Spark, and squeezed. He applied pressure, and more pressure and it doesn't take more than a moment to pull that shining connection to any Cybertronian's life away from First Aid's prone body.

Waiting a beat to make certain all life signs had ceased, Soundwave lowered the corpse to the pavement. Carefully, even being conscious of arranging the little medic's limbs to show that he had, indeed, faced his opponent head on. His extinguished Spark, however, is dropped from energon splattered fingers to rest next to First Aid.