Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2019 20:05:48 GMT
Upon hearing movement nearby, Excellion followed the sound and squinting his optics through some lingering smoke until he finally could make out a shape. Grunting softly, the mech pushed aside a piece of support beam to get to the individual who speaking up confirmed was Override who appeared to be far more lucky than some of their visitors. He hadn’t seen or heard anything from any of them, only some traces of spilled energon and oil, suggesting most or all had not been as fortunate as them.
Though, that was as far as he could assess of their situation.
Pushing aside the negative thought none of their friends or fellow racers might have survived this encounter as they had, he finally grabbed for Override’s good arm, taking a firm grip on her wrist, “I gotcha Boss Lady, just hold tight for a second.” His accented voice told her, carefully helping her up and towards him, optics widening slightly at the damage she had sustained. And where was Moonracer? Both had been on the balcony at the time but only one of them was there. Had she been...Those thoughts barely crossed his processor as he supported Override to her one good foot before the coms came in, causing him to let out a somewhat relieved sign, “::I got Override Moonracer, but she’s in pretty rough shape. How are you fairing?::” He commed back, maneuvering so Override’s good arm was over his shoulder for support and leading her towards the entrance, “Don’t suppose you want to play twenty questions and take a wild guess whose behind this attack do ya.” Excellion’s tone was sarcastic as ever but clearly full of apprehension and concern, barely maintaining his fury over the attack and no doubt death of several innocent Velocitronians.
“::I’ll be fine, it’s not as bad as it feels. Just worry about getting Override out of there and some place safe.::”
Moonracer’s response made Excellion doubt she had escaped that blast unscathed, well aware even he was damaged but not nearly to the level Override was. His chest was cracked and scratched up and parts of his armor were missing in places, but he was more reenforced for this sort of situation than most.
Though, that was as far as he could assess of their situation.
Pushing aside the negative thought none of their friends or fellow racers might have survived this encounter as they had, he finally grabbed for Override’s good arm, taking a firm grip on her wrist, “I gotcha Boss Lady, just hold tight for a second.” His accented voice told her, carefully helping her up and towards him, optics widening slightly at the damage she had sustained. And where was Moonracer? Both had been on the balcony at the time but only one of them was there. Had she been...Those thoughts barely crossed his processor as he supported Override to her one good foot before the coms came in, causing him to let out a somewhat relieved sign, “::I got Override Moonracer, but she’s in pretty rough shape. How are you fairing?::” He commed back, maneuvering so Override’s good arm was over his shoulder for support and leading her towards the entrance, “Don’t suppose you want to play twenty questions and take a wild guess whose behind this attack do ya.” Excellion’s tone was sarcastic as ever but clearly full of apprehension and concern, barely maintaining his fury over the attack and no doubt death of several innocent Velocitronians.
“::I’ll be fine, it’s not as bad as it feels. Just worry about getting Override out of there and some place safe.::”
Moonracer’s response made Excellion doubt she had escaped that blast unscathed, well aware even he was damaged but not nearly to the level Override was. His chest was cracked and scratched up and parts of his armor were missing in places, but he was more reenforced for this sort of situation than most.