Casting an arch glance over the whole group, Megatron snorted and shook his helm. They were at least armed. What were they complaining and getting twitchy about? Expression sliding into a sour scowl for a moment, he looked around for any possible tools the fleeing miners might have dropped, but, logically and correctly, there was none.
Steeltread twitched and then straightened his back, even when put under the Prime's scrutiny.
"I don't think anyone would prefer a drop in effective production to less than 70%, Prime---" At the news that the "blip" was moving, Steeltread cut himself off and revealed he was as armed as anyone of them as he pulled out a blaster, optics wide and bright.
The cave-in had nearly crushed it. It was injured. it needed food. Slinking - with a slight hobble - through the shadows along the walls, or crawling up on the walls and then the ceiling, it made its way closer...
Yesss.
So bright. So tasty. So many vibrations of life, of energy. Food.
It was slightly hard to tell them all from each other, bunched up as they were, but two stood out. It went for the brightest, the one with the most complex vibration it'd ever felt.
It was like millions of sparks in one, and it hungered and desired.
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Date: 2012-06-24 09:52 pm (UTC)Steeltread twitched and then straightened his back, even when put under the Prime's scrutiny.
"I don't think anyone would prefer a drop in effective production to less than 70%, Prime---" At the news that the "blip" was moving, Steeltread cut himself off and revealed he was as armed as anyone of them as he pulled out a blaster, optics wide and bright.
The cave-in had nearly crushed it. It was injured. it needed food. Slinking - with a slight hobble - through the shadows along the walls, or crawling up on the walls and then the ceiling, it made its way closer...
Yesss.
So bright. So tasty. So many vibrations of life, of energy. Food.
It was slightly hard to tell them all from each other, bunched up as they were, but two stood out. It went for the brightest, the one with the most complex vibration it'd ever felt.
It was like millions of sparks in one, and it hungered and desired.
It leapt.