Cliffjumper, not privy to the ping as he was, had been aiming at the approaching group of cons Jazz had somehow apparently known would be there, but the distortion out of the corner of his vision made him jerk his gun in that direction - and then got yanked at the last moment, the shot going wild upwards through the water.
::WHAT THE FRAG, Jazz?!:: sputtering over the comm and not caring if it was overheard, Cliffjumper was all ready to yell more when he got turned back to face the Decepticons again.
::That was our goal, CJ. Focus on those targets instead.::
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Date: 2014-10-23 10:56 pm (UTC)::WHAT THE FRAG, Jazz?!:: sputtering over the comm and not caring if it was overheard, Cliffjumper was all ready to yell more when he got turned back to face the Decepticons again.
::That was our goal, CJ. Focus on those targets instead.::
Their...
But how?!