Jet Seeking

[okiefordokey]

WHO: Jetfire, Ironhide, maybe a Drift
WHAT: Ironhide and others search for Jetfire after THIS.
WHERE: Back alleys of zone 2.
WHEN: ....now? As soon as the robots are turned back to normal.
WARNINGS/NOTES: Locked to people who know they are involved; potential wibble-fest and trauma within?

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[show_my_cannons]

He hadn't stopped searching.

Not once. Even when he'd been human, he'd gone looking for the alleyway. He'd watched the feed so many times, he had the transmission memorized, looking for any sign of something familiar. Nothing. No sign of the little one anywhere. They had to be alive--there had to be some sign of them. Something.

And now that he was his rightful self, it was easier to patrol. Easier to push his frame beyond its limits. He wasn't going to give up. Not until he knew for sure one way or another. He'd lost track of how many days he'd been out here--he hadn't been back to the apartment since waking up in his rightful form. He wasn't going to let this happen. He was going to find the little ones, and destroy the one responsible. They didn't deserve this... they were his to protect.

But even his huge body had limits. He had to stop, or collapse. He transformed, pausing for a moment to lean against the mouth of an alleyway, waiting for overtaxed systems to cool down.

[okiefordokey]

However long it would take for Ironhide to cool down, it would be helped by a convenient breeze blowing from the deserted market square, into the mouth of the alley and against the old bot.

Only when the wind shifted, breeze flowing back out of the alley and bringing with it the rustle of trash and the stench of stale energon, did things get interesting.

[rightedwrongs]

Drift appeared at Ironhide's side- soundlessly, wordlessly. With more stealth than a robot should possess. "There you are," he remarked mildly. He He had been searching on his own- for the big Autobot. Having located him, Drift had no further preamble.

"I spoke with Prime. Jetstorm is currently in Soundwave's possession. Jetfire is missing. We should focus our efforts on him first- retrieving his brother will be the bigger challenge."

He angled his head towards the alley, squinting into the dark. The breeze did bring some interesting things forward. "Do you smell that?"

[show_my_cannons]

He almost turned to strike the sudden voice at his side. Only thing that stopped him was the familiar voice, and the Autobot signal. Ironhide forcibly stilled himself, glancing at him. "Yeah... here I am."

Despite his tone, he was grateful for the help. Drift had been a benefit to their side. An addition to their forces was always welcome. Although his news caused the big Autobot's engine to kick on with a warning growl. "We will," he said, his voice pitched low, dangerous. "And then, danger or not, Soundwave will be made to pay."

He followed Drift's gaze, pulling air into his intakes. "Yeah..." Before he'd finished the word, he'd pushed himself forward again, into the alley.