[As Tarn hurries to Helex’s location he is gripped with a certain degree of dread. The smelter has never been one to possess a great amount of patience and he would prefer to keep the damage control to a minimum.
That’s not to say that he isn’t glad to see his teammate. No, his relief to have someone who actually understands him is overwhelming. He and Helex have always had a good rapport with each other.
As he rounds the last corner of his journey he slides out of tank mode to approach his subordinate face to face.
Unfortunately the scene unfolding in front of exactly what he was hoping to avoid. A strangled wheeze escapes Tarn as he stops short, eyes wide with shock. Because there, in the middle of the shattered remains of a building, Helex was suplexing Megatron. The GOOD Megatron.
After the split second of second of pause, he forces his feet forward running over to break up the vicious fight.]
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That’s not to say that he isn’t glad to see his teammate. No, his relief to have someone who actually understands him is overwhelming. He and Helex have always had a good rapport with each other.
As he rounds the last corner of his journey he slides out of tank mode to approach his subordinate face to face.
Unfortunately the scene unfolding in front of exactly what he was hoping to avoid. A strangled wheeze escapes Tarn as he stops short, eyes wide with shock. Because there, in the middle of the shattered remains of a building, Helex was suplexing Megatron. The GOOD Megatron.
After the split second of second of pause, he forces his feet forward running over to break up the vicious fight.]
“HELEX. STOP."