O: "No, though I should re-patch." It takes a moment, but quite suddenly there is the tell-tale muffled 'whumph' of displaced air as something very large is pulled back into normal space and...
Suddenly, a trailer.
He reaches down again to tug Cliffjumper back up as the trailer doors open.
"I'd rather not wait for your legs, honestly."
CJ: "Wh--wha..." Cliffjumper stared at the trailer (oh, he hated mass-shifting and sub-space together like that, though mass-shifting was annoying on its own), rather flabbergasted and thus offered no resistance when he was tugged up again; sure, Optimus was clearly a truck-alt mech, but trailers weren't necessary for that.
"Right, right, whatever you say," Cliffjumper muttered and didn't insist on them waiting around for his legs - especially as the timer had just skipped back to half a breem, even if he had most of his sensory net back up and running in the first leg. Still only one leg wasn't going to help much; trying to transform would be stupid when the other leg couldn't move.
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Suddenly, a trailer.
He reaches down again to tug Cliffjumper back up as the trailer doors open.
"I'd rather not wait for your legs, honestly."
CJ: "Wh--wha..." Cliffjumper stared at the trailer (oh, he hated mass-shifting and sub-space together like that, though mass-shifting was annoying on its own), rather flabbergasted and thus offered no resistance when he was tugged up again; sure, Optimus was clearly a truck-alt mech, but trailers weren't necessary for that.
"Right, right, whatever you say," Cliffjumper muttered and didn't insist on them waiting around for his legs - especially as the timer had just skipped back to half a breem, even if he had most of his sensory net back up and running in the first leg. Still only one leg wasn't going to help much; trying to transform would be stupid when the other leg couldn't move.