RESCUE LOG NUMERO TRES [open!]

[tidesnpc]

Characters: Anyone from the Convoy
Content: Time to rescue the prisoner!
Setting: The eastern foothills of the Badlands mountains.
Time: after Bumblebee's post and Prime's post.
Notes: The first thread will be for the rescue of the prisoner. After that, feel free to start your own threads if you want to take on a satyr. There are seven total --

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[flightofthe]

As antsy as he was, Bumblebee had obeyed and remained hidden, observing the proceedings, ready to radio in again the astro-second anything changed. And though he hid it well, he was immensely relieved when his commander and the rest of the forces arrived at his location.

When Prime shot his rifle and transformed, Bee was right on his tail lights, shifting with a thought to his alt-mode and making straight for the altar. He didn't have a weapon he could access in this form, but he could attempt to draw at least some of the satyrs' attention from his friends, dancing ten feet or more over their heads, fast and agile.

[drinkitlovelife]

Well, she was a rabbit.

Milky Rose jumped from spot to spot down the hill, going as quickly as she could without tripping over herself. With a muttered incantation, the wind changed, blowing at the backs of the Convoy's fighters. Anything helped.

RESCUE THE PRISONER THREAD

[thegoodtouch]

It was fortunate Prime was a mechanical clank rather than a magical one. Due to both the element of surprise and, perhaps, the fact that he looked more like a runaway car rolling uncontrollably down a hill than a sentient threat, Prime managed to barrel through the outer sentries and into the circle of dancers. Though they immediately rounded on him, the arrival of the next several fighters from the Convoy had most of them distracted. The end result was that the ritual had been disrupted, which was Prime's first goal.

"Get the prisoner!" he roared over his speakers, loud enough for the crew in the immediate area to hear him as he transformed back to robot-mode. He pulled his rifle out of its storage compartment in the same motion and fired three more shots, burning through the restraints that held the captive man down.

Ahahaha, yyyyyyeah, s-sorry . . . forgot to put that in the subject line. 9,9

[flightofthe]

((ooc: Also, WTF notifs!? SUPPOSEDLY I have this post tracked. D<))

Skimming along over his commander's roof for added height, the little bright-yellow hover craft broke away last minute to race around the other side of the clearing, knocking satyrs off their feet before they could retaliate on Prime's attack. The Autobot leader's shots, precise as ever, freed the human's legs and near arm, and Bee took the far one, transforming in mid-air and landing on his feet, pistol in hand. He burned through the remaining restraint, then reached to haul the man off the altar into his arms, aiming to either carry him away or stuff them both under the table for shelter.

Gaara and Lee can has satyr plz?

[hiccup_ninja]

Gaara, unlike Bee, did not feel particularly anxious at all. He was on favorable territory, surrounded by rock and sand on all sides, not to mention a couple new techniques he had finally gotten the hang of. The sand rattling around quite audibly its container; the stopper was creaking and twitching on occasion, in the same way the lid of a pot would when the water inside was at full boil.

This was going to be interesting.

At the sight of the plasma blast, the little powder monkey took half a second to hitch the gourd a little higher up on his back before stepping out from his hiding spot to confront these creatures.

[tidesnpc]

The satyrs on the ground had been scattered into disarray. Their magic circle was broken by the unexpected assault, so the dancers had turned on the attackers.

"Kill them quickly!" the tallest one rasped, gesturing with an oversized, clawed hand. "There's no time to lose, fools!"

His eyes fell upon the slight figure that carried the strange jug on his back, and immediately narrowed. "I'll begin with you." He towered over Gaara, half again the young man's height. Tendrils of darkness began to swirl around his hand, building up speed and size for a second or two before he cupped that hand and flung the ball of darkness at Gaara. It was a magical attack, and would drain away energy from whatever it touched.

[hiccup_ninja]

"...Very well, then." was all the redhead said in response. The gourd's stopper popped out automatically, with half the sand inside follwing suit. The grains shifted aggressively around Gaara, who was eyeing the dark orb of energy in the satyr's hand. It had been a while since he'd fought against another magic user.

The dark energy was thrown at him, and the sand shield reacted immediately, rearing up to catch the attack. The two forces fought a few moments, before the sand shield slowly slackened and crumbled with a dull hiss. Gaara watched the sand, looking slightly astonished, before glowering at the satyr. This fight may prove to be more difficult than anticipated.

[tidesnpc]

The satyr watched in irritation as the sand-shield absorbed his dark magic attack. The energy drain was only temporary; within a minute or so, the sand that came in contact with the ball of energy would return to normal. "Hn, you have tricks of your own," he remarked in a rough, deep voice. "But no matter -- 'tis useless to out-do a satyr in magic!" It made a lunge for Gaara, slashing out. As it did so, its sharp claws became encased in the same inky blackness that had made up the dark sphere.

Gonna throw a satyr this way, but I'd love to team up with anyone who feels like it!

[flight_15]

No way in hell was Ichigo staying out of this. He'd flown anyone who needed a ride across the mountain pass, and had waited impatiently. If he understood this right, the guy they had tied to the altar would explode if the satyrs kept up whatever weird magic they were doing. The signal could not have come soon enough -- he hated just sitting there.

Finally.

Sword drawn, Ichigo leapt out from behind the rock he'd been using as cover and took off down the hill, making a beeline for the prisoner.

Ohai thar!

[daggersinsmile]

Though he did not know it, the sentiment was shared by a certain velociraptor nearby. At the signal, Dinobot practically cheered. "At last! An end to the boredom!"

He really could have cared less about rescuing some damned Organic. But a good fight was a good fight, and Dinobot was a warrior before anything else. "Dinobot, maximize!" Charging down the hill, the Predacon did not pause to give the recently changed activation code for his transformation, and changed forms mid-stride, grabbing for his sword as soon as his spine had finished becoming it.

SUP SHAKESPEARE

[flight_15]

....had that dinosaur just turned into a guy in armor?

Ichigo couldn't afford to be distracted right now, but it was definitely something he noticed with surprise. He had seen the dinosaur around the ship, and when he'd asked about it, he'd been told the ornery raptor was part of the crew. It was odd, but the Convoy was full of weird things. But Ichigo hadn't known the raptor could transform.

Well, if Dinobot was stronger this way, Ichigo wasn't going to complain about it. "No kidding," he said, running at the nearest satyr. "I was about ready to jump these guys by myself if I had to hold back any longer!"

yo, carrot top /totally mixing up words here.

[daggersinsmile]

Racing alongside his current crewmember towards their mutual foe, Dinobot could not resist a large grin at his enthusiasm. It was refreshing to see that not every Organic was an overly sentimental peace-loving fool! "I completely concur!"

Leaping the last few feet towards the enemy, he felt a lifting in his Spark. This was what he was built for! Well, that and quoting his own works, which he did, raising his sword. "And when the blast of war blows in our sensors, then imitate the action of the fighter; stiffen the gears, summon up the oil! The game's afoot: follow your spark, and upon this charge cry 'Now for ruin, now for wrath and a red dawn!'"

Utena and Ukelele team go~!

[murcielago]

Despite the warnings about how dangerous these Satyrs were, nothing about Ulquiorra's expression or body language displayed so much as a hint of fear. He was fully geared up, if anything he did could be described as 'geared' in any way, and headed forward with the rest of them at Prime's signal.

He was mildly concerned about the magical interference, though he didn't expect it to be too much of a problem. He could get by without using either of his 'magical' techniques quite easily.

Re: Utena and Ukelele team go~!

[princelyspirit]

Utena suited up in the suit of armor she had borrowed from Erza and, sword in hand, she dashed into the fray. Truth be told, there was a nagging apprehension that the other woman's magic armor would do no good. However, it was either this or go into battle completely defenseless, an option that no one in their right mind would choose.

The satyrs were close at hand, but on her way, she noticed another solo fighter: Ulquiorria Schiffer. If these creatures were as dangerous as Sam claimed, then they both needed as much help as they could get. She changed direction towards him, and asked, "Need a hand?"

[murcielago]

"I doubt it," he said dismissively, but didn't argue.

He figured that he could probably do it alone, but he couldn't be certain as to whether the magic issues associated with the enemy would affect his release. If they were as powerful as they were warned, that would almost certainly be needed, especially if he was going to get it done in a timely fashion.

As such, a partner, especially one who he knew was capable, would probably, for once, be useful.

[princelyspirit]

Utena humphed to herself but said nothing more. Instead, her attention was focused on the satyrs. One of the guards turned towards them, but before it could act, Utena dashed forward with her sword raised.

Teaming up with Oichi! We would like a Satyr, please~!

[invincible_kuro]

Kuro was too small to be any help with getting the captive out of the area, so when signal for attack came, Kuro did what he did best.

He jumped onto the rock he had been hiding behind until just now and opened fire, not really aiming for anything in general, trying more to create a distraction for the rescuers.

[oppositeshore]

To be honest, Oichi didn't really care what happened to the prisoner. She didn't even know this person, and her world wouldn't become any emptier without them. But if people from the ship didn't make it back...that would be a problem...it would become lonelier, she was certain of it.

So she sat carefully on a rock, watching just in case anyone she actually knew needed help.

[invincible_kuro]

When he noticed Oichi sitting there, he stopped shooting for a moment and turned to her.

"Oi, if you're just going to sit there and nothing you can do that back on the ship."

Worried? Perish the thought! He was just annoyed, that's all.

[tidesnpc]

The distraction worked.

One of the satyrs was hit with Kuro's gunfire. Gripping its wounded shoulder with a clawed hand, it turned to face the small feline, snarling. Injured and enraged, it didn't bother with an energy attack. Instead, it lunged for Kuro, lashing out at the cat with its uninjured arm.