Optimus snapped out of his boredom and irritation-induced haze at the sudden boom, Prime-grade battle programming hitting him like a shot after a blank moment of complete shock. Just as quickly, Ironhide was shouldering his way through the crowd of rich mechs, gluing himself to the Prime's side.
"Prime! Let's get you to t-" Optimus stopped him with a raised hand, drawing a number of startled yelps from the unarmed crowd when he pulled out his own rifle.
"I'll not sit idly while others fight, Ironhide, if that is even what is going on." He straightened up, earlier hesitance vanished under the aura of command.
"All of you, down to the safe rooms at the end of the hall! Guards, you're with me. What level did that explosion come from?" He winced as he was hit by half a dozen comms at once - two floors down. Giving Elita's arm a brief pat, he pulled away, wryly apologetic.
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Date: 2012-02-11 08:40 am (UTC)"Prime! Let's get you to t-" Optimus stopped him with a raised hand, drawing a number of startled yelps from the unarmed crowd when he pulled out his own rifle.
"I'll not sit idly while others fight, Ironhide, if that is even what is going on." He straightened up, earlier hesitance vanished under the aura of command.
"All of you, down to the safe rooms at the end of the hall! Guards, you're with me. What level did that explosion come from?" He winced as he was hit by half a dozen comms at once - two floors down. Giving Elita's arm a brief pat, he pulled away, wryly apologetic.
"You should probably go with the rest of them."