Video: A formal call to the Decepticons of this lovely city

[aminerproblem]

I've been told time and time again that this war is over, but I have yet to see it beyond a tolerance teetering on a knife's edge between episodes of unnecessary, extreme violence. We can do better than this - we can do better than wallowing in our circumstance.

To the Decepticons here who still follow my word: If you can hear this, now is the time for you to break out of this malaise and act. I am in need of your skills, and we've remained scattered in this rubble for far too long. 

We, of all of us here, should understand how to build something grand from nothing.

It is time we take that first step. 

(Private To Sixshot)
Sixshot, how skilled are you at tracking someone's scent?

(Private To Spinister.)
Spinister, I am in need of a medical advisor. It is important you come to the Autobot clinic immediately.

Comments

[aminerproblem]

Yes. They said they were going to investigate something in the city, and that it shouldn't have lasted more than an hour.

[He steps aside to let the medical drone pass ahead of him and presents the datapad to Sixshot.]

This drone is First Aid's, and this datapad is Red Alert's. Does that help?

[phase6kindofbot]

Yes.

[The six-former lowers his head, vents in the scents of each item and commits them to memory. He didn't particularly need it with First Aid; the medic's scent was already deeply committed to his memory banks.

But it was calming to be able to refresh it, even if the scent of the drone itself muddled it somewhat. Opening his eyes, he looks up at Megatron.]

Am I to be working alone?

[He doesn't mind, he just wanted a heads up in case he did have to drag someone along.]