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Where is it? Sept 29, 2014 14:42:10 GMT -5

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Post by Widget on Sept 29, 2014 14:42:10 GMT -5

Thrift only noticed Predaking and that sweeping tail swipe after being tackled down, sensors focusing to much on how much energon were here in deep under the Earth. The device he was using earlier was on the ground beside him with scouting the area, of which he seemed to fail at as he did not take notice of the large Predacon that was about to hit him before.

He couldn't move that much under Optimus protective position, the options of what he could do were limited as he knew how his armor was not thick enough for a fight against the looming Predacon that he has yet to hear the name of. Yet, with this, he still had his daggers in his hands. Keeping a firm grip on them as he turned his optics quickly over towards the other. He knew that he couldn't do much damage, but if anything else he could provide a distraction if worse comes to worse.

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Where is it? Oct 3, 2014 12:01:22 GMT -5

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Post by Zin on Oct 3, 2014 12:01:22 GMT -5

-Predaking-

The predacon hissed his frustration as his attacks both missed, his tail smashing into energon crystals with enough force for them to explode on impact. His claws dug furrows into the rock, sparks flying where the metal of his body hit them just right. His massive weight followed the momentum of his tail, and he stopped facing the autobots. The shards of glowing blue dust fell around them sounding like shattered glass as they rained down. Rather then initiate an immediate counter attack while he had a chance the Autobot had protected his own and showed unarmed hands. His folly. The dragon like cybertronian screeched as he pulsed a ball of fire up to his jaws, the yellow fire building up power in the back of his throat before letting it blast out in an expanding ball of flames, aimed straight for the two bots.

The moment the fire left his jaws he transformed into his alt mode, a hulking bipedal cybertronian male, and charged with a deep, raging roar. The smallest bot was no match for his strength, and thus not his immediate target. Though he was King, the predacon was still young, and arrogant. Using the momentum of his charge the predacon aimed a fist directly for the leader of the autobots in a wide swinging hook that would make contact with him in the thinest, least protected, part of his torso.

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Where is it? Oct 7, 2014 13:56:04 GMT -5

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Post by scribbler619 on Oct 7, 2014 13:56:04 GMT -5

There was that distinct hissing noise; the glow in the Predacon’s throat alone that alerted to Optimus that there would be no words. He had to avoid the raging fire that would be upon them in no more than mere seconds. The Autobot leader needed only half of that to think. His hand was replaced with his cannon, and he released three sequential shots to turn Predaking’s head just enough so they could avoid the fire, before he got up and out of Thrift’s way. “Go!” he ordered, his voice short, any other word he might have spared cut off by a terrible bellow.

A new form charged through the remaining flame, the yellow optics trained on him. Optimus’s optics widened, but he didn’t hesitate to counter. It was a straight-forward charge, arrogantly made at that, and the Autobot leader had eons of experience on his side to form a counter within the few fractions of a moment he had to react. One arm reached out to reach out and grab ahold of his attacker’s arm, while he turned to avoid the punch, his other arm grasping ahold of the exposed shoulder. Optimus then put his own strength to add to Predaking’s momentum and send him into the wall behind them.

Whether or not the move was actually successful, the Autobot leader then backed up and changed his stance, ready for any other measures that would come from the previous move, protracting his blade.

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Where is it? Oct 8, 2014 16:25:17 GMT -5

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Post by Widget on Oct 8, 2014 16:25:17 GMT -5

Once Thrift was free to move, he quickly took the chance and moves away. Seeing the enemy charge his attack only made him move and get onto his pede's faster. Still remembering that the whole reason of being here in the first place was to get the energon located in the cavern that the three were in right now. By what the young autobot could tell by these few seconds, there wouldn't be much energon left with this sort of battle going on. Most of the energon would already be in shards then anything useful for them.

With his guns finished charging, he took aim at the Predacon that was slammed into the wall by Optimus and let lose the two rounds. If he wasn't paid attention to by the other before then this may give him a good chance to try and get this much larger and perhaps more powerful Predacon to attack him instead. Just for a few short moments, though he was hoping that he'll be distracted enough to chase him out of the cavern. There was no doubt that Thrifts own armor was not made for battle, but it was light enough to get him to speed off when needed or liked to. He'll fallow Optimus demand, but he'll be a distraction to.

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Where is it? Oct 16, 2014 13:29:33 GMT -5

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Post by Zin on Oct 16, 2014 13:29:33 GMT -5

-Predaking-

Predaking's jaws ached from the blaster fire that had hit home not once but three times, swiveling his head so that his fire was mostly useless nd cascaded down the rock and energon encrusted walls of the cavern. The sudden heat causing stress fractures through the coveted crystals that groaned and shrieked, the sounds echoing off the rocks. His fire wasn't the only attack to have failed. The Prime also managed to not only evade his punch, manipulating his momentum against him. The Autobot leader flowed like water as he sent the king into the wall behind his targets. The two shots from the little one hit him square in the back adding insult to injury as they connected to make his shoulders sting.

He roared, and turned back towards bots, taking a large hunk of rock in his claws as he went. His eyes blazed terrifyingly, the yellow a stark contrast against the blue light that bathed the space. His claws dug into the hunk of earth before he chucked it at his foes with all of his strength. "YOU ARE A THEIF PRIME! AND IT IS FOOLISH TO STEAL FROM A PREDACON!" again the predacon charged this time reverting back to his more powerful beast form, his furious roar turned to a screech as he aimed his jaws for the little bot who had dared to attack him. His target was small, and would be crushed easily if he was caught.

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Where is it? Oct 16, 2014 15:46:26 GMT -5

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Post by Widget on Oct 16, 2014 15:46:26 GMT -5

Thrift's optics couldn't help but to widen at what the Predaking declared, that and the flying hunk of rock coming his and Optimus's way. Not to mention the Predaking jaws coming at him. A few, slightly clumsy steps, towards the side to get out of the line of the attack. Having guess work be how painful it would be to get caught in those jaws and timing that by about ten. Of which he did not want to know if he was right as his guns were already up. Taking quick aim back towards him as a few rounds were shot off.

Steal from a Predacon? That nagged a bit at his circuits. There were no signs of this place, to him and his sensors, of the Energon mine belonging to anyone. Expecially with seeing that there were Decepticon drones out front of the cavern. His optics narrows towards the Predacon at the thoughts as he takes back words steps behind him to get closer to the entrance. Fallowing the idea he had in his processors.

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Where is it? Oct 20, 2014 17:09:23 GMT -5

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Post by scribbler619 on Oct 20, 2014 17:09:23 GMT -5

Two shots behind him made Optimus aware that Thrift was still here and assisting--- something inspired a mixture of assurance and further worry. He hadn’t expected this outcome; as far as he was aware the self-proclaimed Predacon king had been elsewhere, not here. And yet, he had unknowingly led Thrift into immediate danger. The Autobot leader spent little time worrying about this, however, instead putting his mind to figuring out how he was going to get them out of trouble. The blaster fire in this large chamber was dangerous, and he desired little to blow what little energon they could receive from this encounter, if any . . . Even now that small hope seemed unlikely.

Predaking took heaps of rock into his arms and hurled it at them, and Optimus dodged the larger boulders, while the smaller clanged and fell listlessly from his form. His blue optics looked back at the Predacon as he bellowed angrily again, this time slinging accusations.

“Predaking, I am not stealing from you, nor did we come here to fight you!” Optimus said back, though it seemed like words would be useless in this situation. His gaze looked toward Thrift as Predaking took him for his new target, and he charged forward again, jumping up to try and run headlong into the side of the Predacon’s face, his fist sweeping forward for yet another punch. Whatever it took, he’d keep the enemy’s attention, at least until Thrift made it out.

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Where is it? Oct 21, 2014 17:48:11 GMT -5

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Post by Zin on Oct 21, 2014 17:48:11 GMT -5

-Predaking-

This time the little bot's shots did little to deter the predacon as it slammed its heavy foot down to pin the little bot under his claws. Not that the eel like scout stayed there for more then a blink of the optics as Optimus foolishly jumped into harms way. Predaking lunged his head to meet the autobot in mid air, the only thing that saved his hand from being crushed was a fer inches of space between the weak wrist joint and where the predacon actually managed to grab his foe. catching The Prime in his jaws he shook his head violently before tossing the bot towards the cave wall.

This was his Energon! He had fought for it! Claimed it! their ignorance did not excuse them. No, it only angered them. If they wanted any hope of escaping alive then they would have to flee and leave him the spoils, or he would rip their circuits apart and feed them to his sparklings.

Predaking roared again and turned towards the escaping scout who had landed more then a few stinging hits. With a snarl he pounced like a cat, hoping to trap the agile fighter, but ready to take off after him should he run.

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Where is it? Oct 21, 2014 21:04:12 GMT -5

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Post by Widget on Oct 21, 2014 21:04:12 GMT -5

With that, it was just about it for the bot to turn into his alt mode at seeing the Predaking coming towards him again. Narrowly missing those claws that came with the pounce as the bot slightly stumbled a few inches away before turning into his alt mode,running off with this form he had better chances of dodging with speed.
Wheels spinning against the dirt, hesitant with leaving his leader behind in the cavern before thinking of that he may get a slim chance of getting some of the energon while Predaking was chancing him. Shifting gears, Thrift speed around and bolted towards the entrance. Beliving for now that he has hold of the others atteantion to get out of the cavern. Slimming down the chances of the rocks above crashing into them and possibly filling in the hole.

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Where is it? Oct 26, 2014 11:04:20 GMT -5

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Post by scribbler619 on Oct 26, 2014 11:04:20 GMT -5

Optimus’s optics widened as Predaking turned and grabbed him by the arm, reacting to his charge faster than the Autobot leader had anticipated. There was little time to think, to react--- he had no time to counter or try to wrench his arm free--- not that it would have done any good for him. The Predacon soon had him off his feet, pugnaciously ripping him left and right while lashing his head about, only to then toss him aside and into the wall; a move that was no doubt partial retaliation for when he had been chucked into the unforgiving stone.

Optimus crashed into the rocky face, the impact crunching and cracking not only the wall, but fracturing the windshield that spanned across his chest. His arm ached; the bite had pierced through his armor. However, it had held through--- and that prevented him losing his hand, or the function of his arm altogether. Optimus tried to move, but the crash had been a little more detrimental than his own toss had obviously been to Predaking, and he found himself disoriented. He blinked his optics multiple times, while shaking his head, his uninjured arm reaching up to hover nearby. When he didn’t feel so shaken, he looked around again, his optics searching with rising need to see Thrift unharmed.

When Thrift’s alt mode escaping the self-proclaimed King of the Predacons, he got up and transformed himself, his wheels hitting the dirt spinning as he whipped around his form around Predaking and then slammed on the brakes, planning to try and trip him by suddenly being in the way. Whether or not it worked, the Autobot leader would then turn and start his pursuit after Thrift again.

The tunnel seemed shorter this time around, and the moment they cleared the entrance into the open sands once more, Optimus transformed, this time not firing at their enemy yet instead at the roof of the caves, intentionally beginning to make it cave, with hopes that the angry Predacon would get trapped inside . . .

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