O: "No, it wasn't. We're on our own out here. And I saw you get hit with the status gun, which is a slagging lot better than them deciding you didn't need your legs - or your life - at all."
Gripping Cliffjumper's hand and forearm, he ignored his attempts to force himself up on unresponsive feet, and tugged, pulling the minibot up with enough force to pull him around and up against his back.
"Which is why you are going to need to hold on. I'll need both hands to get us out of here."
CJ: "Don't get why, though---Hey! What the slag!" There's not much to do in protest against being hauled around if your legs aren't working (can't flail properly) and he wasn't not going to grab on when Optimus got him around and up on his back.
"Yeah, yeah, I hear ya." Cliffjumper might be grumbling, but he got as good a grip as he could, considering he wasn't able to hook his feet around Optimus' waist, and held on. He was, however, in a good position to see the shoulder wound and the sparking coming from torn wires and while part of his body was now in the way for him to be able to see the leg wound...
Well, he'd just have to trust that his bodyguard could get them out of this. Nothing much else to do for him, currently. It wasn't as if he was a hacker to be able to secure a comm. channel for them to use.
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Date: 2011-11-14 12:26 am (UTC)Gripping Cliffjumper's hand and forearm, he ignored his attempts to force himself up on unresponsive feet, and tugged, pulling the minibot up with enough force to pull him around and up against his back.
"Which is why you are going to need to hold on. I'll need both hands to get us out of here."
CJ: "Don't get why, though---Hey! What the slag!" There's not much to do in protest against being hauled around if your legs aren't working (can't flail properly) and he wasn't not going to grab on when Optimus got him around and up on his back.
"Yeah, yeah, I hear ya." Cliffjumper might be grumbling, but he got as good a grip as he could, considering he wasn't able to hook his feet around Optimus' waist, and held on. He was, however, in a good position to see the shoulder wound and the sparking coming from torn wires and while part of his body was now in the way for him to be able to see the leg wound...
Well, he'd just have to trust that his bodyguard could get them out of this. Nothing much else to do for him, currently. It wasn't as if he was a hacker to be able to secure a comm. channel for them to use.