WHO: Dirge, Jetfire and Jetstorm as Safeguard.
WHAT: Dirge finally gets whats coming to him.
WHERE: Zone 4
WHEN: A bit after Dirge's post in the main com about spark complications.
WARNINGS/NOTES: Violence.
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There was a certain abandoned factory in zone 4 that the jet always retreated to when he wanted to be alone... )
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It had been a long, hard chase, and the clone had escaped more then once. But he - they were stubborn. Determined.
Angry.
...Not to mention young and stupid.
If Safeguard had cared about the element of surprise, he would have kept it. He should have. But nooooo, someone wanted Dirge to know who was attacking him.
So instead of swooping in with nothing but the sound of his jets to give him away, he crashed down through the remainder of the factory roof with all his combined bulk, aiming to land on the jet with a battle yell instead.
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What he did not know was that one of them was about to come smashing through the roof directly above his head. The clone was thus unprepared for the ceiling suddenly exploding inward and a huge bulk descending with impunity right onto his back. Shoved to the floor, his canopy cracked from the impact, Dirge snarled and scrabbled, trying to either wriggle out from under his attacker or twist himself at an angle that would allow him to aim his arm weapons. He wasn't entirely sure who it was- what autobot was his size? Unless it was another decepticon....
"Get off!" he screeched, wings pinned and hurting.
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"'Off? ' We don't think so! Not after what you did-!" Words echoing with the voices of both brothers, Safeguard grinned grimly as his fingers caught hold, catching on the trailing edge of a wing and latching on with bruising force. Dual-colored optics glared as he stood, trying to drag the Decepticon up with him by the wings.
With a heavy foot still on his back.
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Safeguard. The combined form of Jetstorm and Jetfire. ....Slag.
He opened his mouth to say something, anything to trick this patched together monster into letting him go, but all that came out was another shriek of pain. His spinal strut creaked audibly from the abuse, the vicious pull on his wings evoking whimpers and half-formed pleas.
"L-let go! You'll kill him!" he finally choked out.
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