robothell | it's time to get funky [OPEN]

Who: Jazz and YOUUU
Where: All around the City!
When: RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW
What: What the heckie is this place

Warnings: Possibly spoilers?

[First thing he tried to do was comm someone, naturally. That was also the second and third thing he tried to do -- Jazz liked to give things the benefit of the doubt. But given that he only got silence spattered with gross static every time, it became pretty clear that he was flying solo for this mission.

Visor down, and when in doubt, go for the thing that looked vaguely like a city if it wasn't so broken down and destroyed. And with the visor comes an eerie expression; solemn, almost regretful as he wanders through the dust and decay. But even as he drinks in the sad sights of whatever this place used to be, he keeps tense and ready for any ghosts or spooks to jump out of the rubble. You can never be too careful, after all.

Eventually he'll settle on an area in the center of the town to do some actual snooping. If he can't figure out where this is, he can at least try to work out what happened here. And more importantly, determine if there's anyone still alive.]

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[So... there was Grimlock, at least. Grimlock was a bonus. But there was the problem of trying to figure out where he and the big Dinobot were supposed to bunk down. Somewhere the creepy crab couldn't find them.]

[And somewhere that wasn't too destroyed. Or broken.]

[Sideswipe is just about the exact opposite of stealthy, jumping around broken buildings, sliding through half-collapsed roofs. He's counting on his speed to get him out of any trouble.]

[It's so weird... seeing a place so destroyed... He doesn't quite pay as much attention to his surroundings as he should, pausing to look an old warehouse up and down.]

[He hears Sideswipe coming long before he turns around to face him, ready to blast first and ask questions later. It only takes a short moment to pick out the bright red of Sideswipe's frame from the landscape of grey and rust -- it takes slightly longer to recognize him.

Once he does, he lets his visor slide back up and he shouts out with a wave,]

'Ey! Sideswipe, right?

[You can almost hear the record scratch.]

[His head snaps around, and his posture literally changes. All the lights on his plating suddenly brighten up, his face lighting in a broad grin. Oh man. Oh man.]

Jazz?

[Excuse him if the overeager bot slides down the rubble and practically bounces over.]

Seriously? Did they send you to come get us?

[Jazz raises a hand up to tell Sideswipe to slow on down, but he relaxes once the 'bot's in range.]

I... just kinda woke up here, so sorry. Gotta say 'no' on that one.

[He looks back towards where Sideswipe came from, frowning thoughtfully.]

You're not alone, are ya?

[His face falls, at that. Abruptly. His whole posture sags. That's not what he wanted to hear. Not after what that Rodimus guy said.]

Yeah... it's just me. There's like no one here -- I mean.

There's other bots and stuff, but they're not... I don't know any of them.

[Jazz frowns. Damn. But watching Sideswipe just kind of deflate like that is sad to look at, so he offers a hand on the red bot's shoulder as a brief consolation.]

But there are other bots here? Seems like a good chance to make some new friends.

[He looks right up, brightening slightly at the touch. Wow, his idol is touching his shoulder. Wow.]

[But then he sobers up again.]

Yeah, but... hey. Can I ask you something?

Didn't give me much choice there, did ya?

[He pulls back and crosses his arms, hip jutting out to one side out of curiosity.]

Shoot.

Sorry.

[He scuffs his feet on the ground a couple times, before working up the courage to say anything.]

Was Bee okay? I mean, last time you saw him?

I was yankin' you, kid. It's fine. [His face scrunches slightly as he ponders Sideswipe's question, hands dropping to his sides and then to rest on his hips.]

Yeah, he was fine, unless a horde of 'Cons came after him the second I turned around to head back to Cybertron. [Wait.] Which I'm sure he would've been able to handle if it had.

O-oh. Right! I knew that. Totally.

[But the answer doesn't inspire any actual confidence. It just makes his face fall again.]

So... you haven't seen him since you saw all of us. Scrap.

it's time to get funky [OPEN]

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