A blip on the radar [Open - but please read note first =) ]

[derpjack_ftw]

WHO:  G1 Wheeljack, IDW Wing, OPEN
WHAT:  The missing Autobot engineer finally resurfaces and Wing is able to put his borrowed device to work
WHERE:  Some forgotten back alley in Zone 6
WHEN:  Tonight
WARNINGS: None
NOTES: Antepathy...LJ started working (seemingly??...assuming this posts) not ten minutes after I let you go, so imma go ahead and post

Comments

LJ hates me, what did I tell you!?!? (

[swordofpeace]

Megatron had made Wing promise--the condition of loaning him the device--that no harm would come to it. It probably looked like distrust, but Wing had decided that the best way to protect that was to use the device himself.

He'd been overflying the city for cycles now, keeping one optic on the device.

There. A signal. Faint, fuzzed by interference from the buildings. He looped around, flying in a low, slow spiral, hoping to clear the signal.

((ooc: I'm cool with keeping this all in the same post, just to keep things tidy?))

Hates you, me, Kayla . . . >,>;;;

[derpjack_ftw]

((ooc: Also cool cool . . . I'll go edit the Note to state as much. Also . . . I apologize for Jack. 9,9 Too many eons dealing with Seekers...))

Wheeljack had gotten himself down from the top of the building, and even crossed half the sector by now . . . though he still didn't know where he was. For all he knew, he was headed deeper down. Wouldn't that just be his luck? Then, his servos locked up in deep-seated dread at the sound of flight engines. A Seeker!? Had Megatron sent Starscream or Skywarp to find him? The engine noise didn't sound right, but could he really afford to find out the hard way?

Ducking into an alley, the engineer stuffed himself between dumpsters, hoping to escape detection.

Luckily for him - not that he'd know till later - that would not be so easily accomplished.

You mean I'm not special? ;-;

[swordofpeace]

The signal got clearer this way: Wing followed it, tracking it between buildings. Wheeljack was moving--hopeful, right?

Unless that meant that he was offline or disabled and someone was hauling the body.

No, Wing. Have faith. Have hope.

The alley got too narrow to fly, so Wing landed, dropping to his feet. He moved slowly, keeping half an optic on the device. The place reeked. (Just the place to toss a body.) It was filled with shadows and darkness and that kind of dreariness Wing hadn't seen in centuries.

And here, alive or dead, the device was telling him Wheeljack was.

"Wheeljack?"

((ooc: rock on! and poor wheeljack! ))

You're most definitely special, love. ~<333 What happened to "just about to go to bed" tho? XD

[derpjack_ftw]

Wheeljack hadn't seen it any time recently either . . . though there'd once been a time in his life - forever ago now - when this sort of environment had been "home." He was more comfortable here than he ought to be, and like a retrorat at knowing how to avoid detection, how to dodge pursuit, how to escape into the recesses of society's grime and discard.

Well . . . except when the one pursuing him had a lock on his very spark signature. Not that he knew it.

The engineer had quietly shifted around in his cubby-hole to get his back on the ground, propped up on his elbows, and his heels against the nearer of the dumpsters. He was prepared to shove it at his pursuer, sending it rolling on squeaky wheels to give him precious astro-seconds to dash farther down the alley and find a new hiding spot, or some way to take out his pursuer. Not that he hoped it came to that. He didn't want to hurt anyone, let alone kill them . . . though if push came to shove

[Video Locked to Autobots and Allies]

[swordofpeace]

[Wing steps away from Wheeljack, just far enough where he could speak quietly and not disturb the Autobot, but not out of his visual field. ]

[He simply opens up the channel to the lock. The first step in unifying was making sure there were no secrets. He would speak to them all. And hope for the best.]

I've found Wheeljack. He needs help, and he has some distressing news.

[Video Locked to Autobots and Allies] Look at the red ball of rage. :D

[rednotyellow]

What!

Where? Slaggit--- Wing, you got that... device to work? Where are ya?

[We shall hope the audio of your comm. is turned down, Wing, because Cliffjumper wasn't particularly quiet with that outburst.]

[Video Locked to Autobots and Allies] d'awwww

[swordofpeace]

[Actually, no, the audio was not turned down, so have a wincy Wing.]

Yes, finally. [A frown. If it hadn't taken him so long to get it, and then get it to work, he might have spared Wheeljack some of the obvious distress.]

We're in Zone Six. [You can haz coordinates.] He's safe now, though. [A bit of a ruffle: Wing can actually protect him.]

[Video Locked to Autobots and Allies] join up in the prose thread at some point?

[rednotyellow]

[Sorry there, Wing. Impulse control and anger management isn't what it perhaps ought to be.]

Great. I'll come on down. [Yay coordinates! Cliffjumper transforms to alt and zooms off, considering he's way faster like this.]

Thanks, Wing. At least that thing... helped us some. [Better than nothing, but slag he wishes they could have found him sooner.]

[Oh, he's seen your swords, no doubt you can protect Wheeljack, that's not the point here.]