No greater love
A portal flies open, and suddenly there are two more transformers in the Nexus. One is large and black... and sparking, smoking, and missing several pieces. The other is smaller, her gold and black paint scuffed and smoke stained but relatively undamaged.
"Dad?" says the smaller one, looking around with confusion.
Ironhide lifts his head, wincing at the frightened wailing that's coming from the fist he has clasped near his chest, then nods. "Nexus. We'll be safe here."
He looks down at his fist, sinking slowly to his knees and trying to catch himself with what's left of his right arm. "I require assistance for Annabelle Lennox. Is there anyone here who can provide it?"
((They're movie style. 'Hide's in bad shape. Nova's alright. Annabelle's around two years old.))
"Dad?" says the smaller one, looking around with confusion.
Ironhide lifts his head, wincing at the frightened wailing that's coming from the fist he has clasped near his chest, then nods. "Nexus. We'll be safe here."
He looks down at his fist, sinking slowly to his knees and trying to catch himself with what's left of his right arm. "I require assistance for Annabelle Lennox. Is there anyone here who can provide it?"
((They're movie style. 'Hide's in bad shape. Nova's alright. Annabelle's around two years old.))