46th Transmission - Audio

[heavyweaponsbot]

I want my squad to meet me on the top deck for assessment.  Now.  This is not a request.  If you do not show up, I will remove you from the team.  Simple as that.

You will also report to Hannibal King.  Treat him as my second.  If I hear of disrespect, I will not tolerate it, and you will be disciplined.

That is all.

[Locked to Autobots: Unhackable

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[Autobot filter/Unhackable] edit for epic backlogging

[soldierbee]

[He's feeling particularly trollish today. SORRY IRONHIDE.]

My captain hits me.

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[heavyweaponsbot]

You have trouble taking a couple hits from a little organic?

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[soldierbee]

Well I didn't say it hurt.

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[heavyweaponsbot]

... You poking at me?

[You and Mike, Bee, seriously.]

[Commentlog]

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Ironhide is impossible to miss. He's the big, black, looming monstrosity over there by the rail. He's also got a very unimpressed look on his face.

... then again, that's sort of his default expression.]

You are?

[Commentlog]

[heavyweaponsbot]

Good. Yeah. I am Ironhide.

[He nods, and gives him a long stare.]

... You ever killed anyone before?

[Audio]

[thenotmagician]

"Disciplined"?

[Audio]

[heavyweaponsbot]

You heard me.

[commentlog]

[hadalotofsugar]

[King will show up, dressed in a long-sleeved black shirt rolled up to his elbows, and jeans.

He finds Ironhide and stands closer to him than anyone, though he'll wave with a grin to anyone who shows up!]

[commentlog]

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He just sort of absently rests his knuckles on King's head, pretending to be distracted elsewhere, waiting.]

[commentlog] King is not your squishy human pet Ironhide /amused

[hadalotofsugar]

[King reaches up to bump his own knuckles against the ones on his head, a sort of brofist.]

Godric wasn't kidding about that Zuko kid being impulsive.

[Yes, he heard the thread; no, he hasn't talked to him in person yet.]

Surprised Zeke's giving you a hard time, too.

[commentlog] it's the closest you can get to robo-noogies without your skull shattering

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He snorts at that, and withdraws his hand.]

I do not care what his lineage is. Only if he is willing to take orders, and if he can fight.

So am I. He is not taking this seriously... at all. Why volunteer if you just want to play games?

[dormant_beast]

[ Eventually, Anna manages to make it to the spot she had heard Ironhide specify over the comm. Shes moving slowly, and what parts of her arms that are visible are covered in bandages. The rest of her has been carefully covered in jeans and a black turtleneck.

After her encounter with whom she had now termed a fellow Misfit, she had made her way to the infirmary and snagged a few basic burn treatment items before going up to the deck. Shes moving slowly, carefully, and is in obvious pain.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He recognizes her from previous encounters. But not in this state. Ironhide simply stares at her, his good optic narrowing. The old warrior's had enough damage before to know all the signs.]

What happened.

[This is so not even remotely a question.]

[dormant_beast]

[Anna visibly flinches.]

I am...sorry I am late. I had issue with a...passenger, I believe. He...uses fire.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Being damaged is a decent excuse.

[He doesn't look away, and, if possible, he looks even more disagreeable.]

... Describe them to me.