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[backupbots]

A tiny (read: human-size) grey and purple jet-former flies down by the sign. He glances past it for a moment, then turns to the Nexus at large and studies it keenly as he fulfills the question requirement.

"What do you want?" he asks, curiosity lacing his earnest voice. "And if it's not the same thing - what do you need?"

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[random_xtras]

-More painkiller,- comes an absent reply from his own mind.

[backupbots]

Thunderclash doesn't move at the answer. Later. Can't afford to be sluggish now.

[random_xtras]

-Hrrm. And it's a bad time to snuggle.- The sound of metal grinding against metal comes from behind the sign and she snaps alert. -What?-

"(Owww, no. Leggo and let me pull back... ack! I can't!)" comes a familiar beeping.

"(Bilge! Where's your torch?)" asks an equally familiar, gruffer tone.

[backupbots]

Thunderclash is already darting towards the noise. He catches hold of the edge of the sign and leans around, hovering half a foot from the ground. "Nightwind? Bender? It's me!"

[nightwind_benz]

The purple femme gives a short shriek of terrified surprise, then blinks her visor rapidly as Bender turns as best he can to look toward the voice. "Thunderclash?"

[backupbots]

"Got it in one." Thunderclash drops to the ground and moves around the sign. "Sorry to scare you. Need any help?"

[nightwind_benz]

"Um...." She winces as she shifts. "I think Bender's gonna have to cut me loose."

"Again," says that worthy mech, sighing.

[backupbots]

Thunderclash frowns and moves forward, trying to see what the problem is. "What did you do?"

[nightwind_benz]

"I was hiding as I recharged, and I got stuck." She sounds tired and strained as Bender fires up the torch and applies it to the sign strut she's hung up on.

[backupbots]

Thunderclash watches, giving a nod. "Pretty scary, stuck alone in a place like this. I heard you were trapped here. Naturally that was one lead I had to follow."

[random_xtras]

"You took your sweet time doing it," says Bender gruffly as he works.

[backupbots]

Thunderclash frowns at him. "What? I came as fast as I could."

[random_xtras]

"It's been weeks." The grey Minicon sighs as the strut comes loose, then carefully backs out, pulling Nightwind with him.

[backupbots]

Thunderclash stays close to see if Nightwind needs any support. "And we had no idea where you were. I've been scouring the data channels like Spiral's team have been scouring the streets, and then I had to find my way here and hear about your hiding spot."

[nightwind_benz]

She's shaking and wobbly, but strangely silent in comparison to her usual spastic panic attacks. Being here, and some of the things that have happened, have worn at her and changed her slightly.

Bender sighs again at mention of the Street Speed team. "Spiral run over anyone yet?"

"Is Incinerator alright?" asks Nightwind suddenly.

[backupbots]

"He's fine," Thunderclash assures her. "Worried, of course. And I haven't heard about any injuries, but that's probably because of their driving skill."

He's studying Nightwind with apparent concern. Yes, something about her is different, and he can see it.