Armada-'verse. Cyberton. Wishes in the night.

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Nightwish blinks as she comes back online, and then quirks a slight grin as she realizes that she's laying on the floor in her quarters, in her favorite place partially underneath her berth. -I made it home. Bonus

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//Great. Except that there's nothing to recover.//

[backupbots]

//I'm a fair guy. I never said how much you had to find. But hey, if it's too hard for you, just clear up the area. And expect the Minicon Emergency Team if they're not there already.//

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//There's really nothing there. Just a melted, shapeless lump of goop. You can't even tell it was ever a Transformer.//

And if it was that hot in there no one else would have stood a chance.

[backupbots]

He chuckles a bit. Were he in the guard's position, he'd hardly be letting that slip before getting the reward. //Hah, you're an honest one. But let's assume I'm even interested in goop.//

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//...So are the clean up guys, and they know my supervisor. I know you know him too, but I'm still stinging from the last time he got mad at me.//

[backupbots]

//Well, I wouldn't ask you to get in trouble. Just keep things contained until I get there.//

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//Nobody's comin' near here. It's still too hot.//

[backupbots]

Amused again, under the worry. //Glad to hear it. I'll see you there.// He gains altitude and heads all but directly for the site.

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The building's still standing... or parts of it are, anyway. Even though there's a buffer area between it and its surrounding buildings several of them have lost windows and receiver arrays. The emergency teams are there, mostly gathered in the central area where the reactor used to be.... Well, it still is, but everything around it other than the crews is melted slag.

[backupbots]

Thunderclash transforms, whistling at the damage as he hovers into the blast radius. A nod at one of the perimeter crew and she lets him pass without comment. He heads for the center, scanning for familiar energy signatures - and not just among the emergency workers.

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A young Autobot looks around at him with a quizzical frown. "Thunderclash? What are you doing here?"

[backupbots]

He turns to look at the Bulk a little sharply, but his voice is all firm good will when he replies. "Just doing what I can to help. I heard someone got caught in the blast?"

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"Yeah." An expression of discomfort comes to the kid's face. "One of the PubSec crew. She got everyone else out and then got the reactor shut down before it could blow. It's still plenty hot in here, though."

The last is a concerned warning.

[backupbots]

"I won't get hurt," Thunderclash assures him. "Where's our fallen hero?"

He might sound a little sour about that. Of all the Decepticons to go mad and try to save the day...