Where is it?

Walking around the empty plane thinking that maybe he would find the object soon by doing so. Thrift paused a moment in his strides as a small ring coming from someone finally taking his call back to base. Clicking the small device that was in his helm to answer. He was still looking around before he blinked hearing that it was Optimus who had answered his call. Last that the young autobot knew about the leader was him being out of the base, as he was expecting someone else.

"No sir, but I need to hear again what I need to find out here. I'm currently in the area where it is supposed to be located but there's nothing here" Just long lands of grass and various areas covered in dirt that he could of sworn was sand with their rich golden color.

"Submerged... Yes I have the equipment required for tracking"
Well, that would explain why the young Autobot could not find it. Other then not being very well acquainted to Earth, he had little experiences with gathering items that were submerged. Instead, they would be above ground then submerged in anything, as this now left him with more new grounds to explore.

Thrift did not answer right away as he was processing the information. He could try and go in alone and possibly face Decepticons in a new area of which he's less experienced in, or take the offer of help from the Autobot Leader who most likely had experience of such situation. Keeping his tone leveled as well, though there were other emotions laying beneath it from him as he was still more used to working alone. Even when it is his leader, it still laid a little in his voice. But he know's better then going in alone further as the chances of finding this much needed energon alone would grow slim.

"Yes... "

Thrift clicked off the device within his helm once Optimus came through the ground bridge that had opened up. Optics turning back towards the device in hand that was supposed to help find the targeted energon. The device, of which he only thinks of a tracker as the name of item had slipped his memory before coming out here, is turned on. A light was built into it as it would get brighter if they were getting close to their target.



Towards the question, he gave a small nod. Seeing as it seems to him that he did not need to give a vocal answer to that as a physical one would be suited. Bringing the device up the small light inside of it brightened. Indicating that they were, at lest, a little close to the location of the submerged Energon as Thrift took a few steps forward to the direction the light was telling them.

Thrift continued to stay quite along the way. Keeping his mouth shut as his own mind went towards thinking what may be ahead. Decepticons would surely be there. How much of them would be at the Energon sight, he didn't know. But there was bound to be some around as there was only a slim chance that they wouldn't.

With this being the main part of his mind that he thought about, he would some times moves one of his servos. Imagining how he would respond to a attack and how to bring back the other's force to go against them. It was not news to the Thrift that he was poor in combat so this way of action seemed well enough to keep him from being scrap metal after a fight.

Turning his optics back towards the device he held in his hand that held a solid bright light, indicating that the target area should be here. Which wasn't even that far ahead as his optics trailed across to see the gaping cavern in the ground.
Once he heard Optimus speak, the two yellow pieces attached to the side of his helm moved up a notch. "And that's why we can't leave. We already found the location of the Energon and if we wait any longer, any of it that's left will be gone."  Soon having a small swift noise of shifting his gears to have his guns ready to be used.

One of the guns inside of his arm shifted out as Thrifts left hand retracted to have it replaced with the gun. The blast from his were thin but charged with Energon to make a considerable amount of damage as it hit the Decepticon on the left as it hit their shoulder. Other hand retreating back behind his frame to pull out one dagger from where it was resting on him. Instead of keeping a distance from the one firing at him, he put to use of his quick foot work and dodged them before stabbing his dagger into the Decepticons chest plate, bellow  where their spark was before they could drop to the ground.

Thrift looks up from where he was after the Decepticon fell back to Optimus. The smaller scout was alright so far as he roughly pulls the dagger out from the fallen's chest plate. With seeing only two Decepticon's at the entrance, Thrift entered after him. His other hand pulled back to have his other gun out as the two weapons stayed raised as he looked around as well with fallowing behind. A ambush inside would not be in their favor with such small amount of room.

As they traveled deeper and deeper into the earth as the energon in the vein began to appear, Thrift kept in mind which direction they were heading and where most of the energon was in the vein. Something that became a habit when ever he went to a area that he has not been to before, having most of it be for later usage when ever it became available.

Once they entered the larger chasm, Thrift optics widen slightly. This was one of the times that he went underground, as most of what he does were above ground, so seeing this much Energon had made him pause a moment before continuing on. Weapons still raised and ready to use at any moments notice notice as he glances around shortly, only to see that Energon was here, no Decepticons. Odd.

With looking back to Optimus to see the signals that he gave for him to move forward, he nodded and carefully walks forward. Having himself need to remember that hopefully most of this would end up back to base, not for him to snatch a little of it for himself as he searches around the area that was slightly crowded with energon crystals.