Re: The Convergence
Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2018 2:52 pm
Semper Tyrannis- Hangar
The young minibot, Wheelie stayed close to Pointblank as he was asked to do, all the way up to this huge window where the Autobots were being told to line up. Wheelie hated the sound of this, hated it a lot. He didn't know what was going on, what was going to happen, but his tiny spark tingled deep inside his chest, his fear very real. He hid behind Pointblank's left leg and stood there, listening to everything going on, and peeking out at the black Decepticon who had trailed them to this location. He had heard what Pointblank and Roadbuster had to say. They felt like this was the end. Wheelie was trying very hard not to think like that. There was always hope...there just had to be...right? Wheelie had a lot to think about in this short span of time before the next "event" occurred, whatever it would bring.
He thought about all he had observed on their way here. There were many types of Decepticons, and he had to note the exact way he had come, mused over the corridors and where they likely led to, and this was Hangar in Semper Tyrannis. He had been here before, been aboard this very ship, and he knew a lot about it's interior. Also....this was a hangar after all that he and his comrades were in right now, and what was plentiful in this hangar right now? Shuttles, and Wheelie knew how to fly a shuttle. The young mech just had to devise a plan, and a plan he could devise on a dime, with a rhyme, at any given time. He just needed to wait for the right time....and so for now he just held fast. He had his sling tucked into a compartment near his hip, and on coming down the halls, he'd picked up some pieces of dislodged metal from the skirmish he had basically caused back in the hallways, having collected those and having tucked those away into a small compartment near his sling for use whenever it deemed needed.
The young minibot, Wheelie stayed close to Pointblank as he was asked to do, all the way up to this huge window where the Autobots were being told to line up. Wheelie hated the sound of this, hated it a lot. He didn't know what was going on, what was going to happen, but his tiny spark tingled deep inside his chest, his fear very real. He hid behind Pointblank's left leg and stood there, listening to everything going on, and peeking out at the black Decepticon who had trailed them to this location. He had heard what Pointblank and Roadbuster had to say. They felt like this was the end. Wheelie was trying very hard not to think like that. There was always hope...there just had to be...right? Wheelie had a lot to think about in this short span of time before the next "event" occurred, whatever it would bring.
He thought about all he had observed on their way here. There were many types of Decepticons, and he had to note the exact way he had come, mused over the corridors and where they likely led to, and this was Hangar in Semper Tyrannis. He had been here before, been aboard this very ship, and he knew a lot about it's interior. Also....this was a hangar after all that he and his comrades were in right now, and what was plentiful in this hangar right now? Shuttles, and Wheelie knew how to fly a shuttle. The young mech just had to devise a plan, and a plan he could devise on a dime, with a rhyme, at any given time. He just needed to wait for the right time....and so for now he just held fast. He had his sling tucked into a compartment near his hip, and on coming down the halls, he'd picked up some pieces of dislodged metal from the skirmish he had basically caused back in the hallways, having collected those and having tucked those away into a small compartment near his sling for use whenever it deemed needed.
, his Mother figure's song for him ran through his mind, and he recited it secretly to Pointblank. Here was to hoping there would come that opportune time to act."We'll run, run, run about and see what we can see.
We'll do whatever we can do, happy as can be..."