::As I said, you are welcome to try. It is highly inadvisable, but you could. I can hardly stop you.:: Mirage slowed his stride long enough to turn and give Cliffjumper a dirty look with his good optic.

::I, however, have a mission to complete. I would prefer that we both get out of here alive.::

He slowed to a stop at the next corner, holding a hand out to stop Cliffjumper in his (rather noisy) tracks. Cliffjumper's huge feet simply weren't made for stealth like Mirage was.

::-hold! I hear someone.:: The distinctive clopping tread of a single pair of seeker heels was racing toward them from the adjacent hall. He reached for his rifle - hopefully he'd be able to tag the mech when they came around the corner...