Unfortunately for the consort-assassins, the knifefight had been upgraded to a gunfight the moment Optimus was able to retrieve his rifle.
And bringing a knife to a gunfight...
They were close enough that they almost made it, thanks to Optimus' slowed reflexes. The first took a blast straight to the middle, crumpling as the Prime decided leaving some alive to talk might be prudent. The second was able to take a swipe at the barrel of the gun, knocking it partially off course before Optimus could fire it again - but he still fired, and the angle and range meant that the attacker lost an arm instead of his face, and was still knocked backwards for her trouble.
The mech missing a leg also had a chance to attack, thanks to the distraction the other two provided...which was about when Ironhide finally showed up. The mech howled as the bodyguard's blast sent him skidding across the glossy, previously pristine floor, and Ironhide thundered over with as much naked panic as he ever showed. The guards had screwed up, big time!
"Prime! Are you alri-"
Optimus stared up at the old mech, raising an optic ridge.
"...Right. Right. Let's get a damned medic over here already!"
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
branchandroot
no subject
Date: 2012-09-19 11:55 pm (UTC)And bringing a knife to a gunfight...
They were close enough that they almost made it, thanks to Optimus' slowed reflexes. The first took a blast straight to the middle, crumpling as the Prime decided leaving some alive to talk might be prudent. The second was able to take a swipe at the barrel of the gun, knocking it partially off course before Optimus could fire it again - but he still fired, and the angle and range meant that the attacker lost an arm instead of his face, and was still knocked backwards for her trouble.
The mech missing a leg also had a chance to attack, thanks to the distraction the other two provided...which was about when Ironhide finally showed up. The mech howled as the bodyguard's blast sent him skidding across the glossy, previously pristine floor, and Ironhide thundered over with as much naked panic as he ever showed. The guards had screwed up, big time!
"Prime! Are you alri-"
Optimus stared up at the old mech, raising an optic ridge.
"...Right. Right. Let's get a damned medic over here already!"