Mission, Possible?

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Vector Prime stands next to Optimus, his hand on his younger sister's shoulder as he glances around the rec room in search of signs of the party that occurred here the night before. He wonders slightly how that party will be affecting the battle to come. Of Lumen's ability to fight even when overcharged he has no doubts, but the two femmes and the medic who'd been involved.... Well, he's seen so many versions of the three that he isn't quite sure what to expect from them.

-They'll probably be fine.- Optimus' optics flash with laughter as she takes advantage of his offline status to communicate with him privately. -I've never seen a Chromia yet who couldn't hold her charge. And she and Lumen will stand by the other two.-

-As you say,- he replies softly, smiling. -Though I would have still wished for more sober troops for such a serious assignment, I know that we have exactly the troop that Primus feels is most appropriate.-

"Right." Optimus gives him a grin, then turns toward the door as they sense the first arrival's approach.

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It may come as no surprise that Movor is the first to tramp into the room - if only because he's already been up and about for so long. He glances about as he comes in, placing every feature of the room, but pausing to give a nod to his commander and her current ally.

He comes to a smart halt as he joins them. If he went short on recharge the night before, it doesn't show-

And this might just be a surprise: Fallstreak isn't long behind him. The jet-former actually looks a little indefinably worn around the edges, though he's taking care to move with as much swift ease and absence of jitters as he can. He tosses off a salute as he manages in placing himself opposite all three of them. "Good morning, sirs."

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Vector nods to WakeJumper, then projects a hologram onto the floor in front of him. "We will be going against a small swarm of these creatures, which are known as Tyranids."

Lumen looks at the moving image of the scaly, hard-shelled horrors and whistles softly. "Haven't seen anything like that in vorns."

The comment from the ceiling is a bit more succinct.

"Numnum."

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"Alright." Optimus nods. "Then your orders are to render what medical assistance is immediately necessary and then trigger the teleporters of any of us who get incapacitated. Other than that, try and stick close to Lumen."

Lumen looks around at sound of his name, browplates lifting innocently. "Permission to go get energon from the mess, sir? I know good things to do with it on a battlefield."

"If you find you do not have time to install it before we disembark you may also trigger it by means of this button," Vector notes to Fallstreak. Then he frowns slightly and turns a quizzical look toward Perceptor.

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Optimus looks away from her partner as he tries to talk Kimchee out of the ceiling and nods to Fallstreak. "There is, since we seem to be waiting on Lumen."

"Kimchee in kimchee! Help help!" comes the frightened chirp of the little scrap bot.

"No," returns Vector patiently. "You are not in trouble. But you will be if you do not come out of there."

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Optimus winces and lifts her hands toward her audios as a blast of Lumen's favorite music announces his return. The old bot is grinning from ear to ear, and there is nothing remotely reassuring in the expression. Unless you're looking for someone crazy to aim at the enemy.

"Alright!" he crows, going to share his creations with Desinex and Chromia. "Who's ready to RUMBLE???"

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Lumen also leaps forward, his alt mode that of an all terrain vehicle not unlike an Earth pickup truck, though with styling and additions that show how many hundreds of years it's been since the basic Earth contact in his reality. His music booms out gleefully, and the old mech is once more singing in German about death, destruction, and lollipops for the enemy.

Optimus, meanwhile, finishes her sweep of the enemy forces, noting to her troops that this place is all massive fields dotted here and there with houses, and frequently intercepted with deepish ditches that the human inhabitants used to keep those massive fields dry enough to grow the grain they wanted.

She transmits a wordless intention to loop up and back to the ground forces even as she does so, and then opens fire on the acid spitters. Down below she can see that Lumen is sticking to his alternate father's flank and guarding his back, and that the two femmes....

//Desinex, are you in trouble?//

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Optimus winces and sprays the damaged spot on her wing with baking soda foam, and then hits an acid spitter in the face with another blast of the solution, which causes the beast to spin out of control and wipe out a couple of its associates.

//I think Vector should go give you a hand, Fallstreak.//

Meanwhile, down below, Lumen is doing the bug dance.

And singing 'la Cucaracha' at the top of his vocalizer.

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//Alright,// says Optimus confidently. //We can take those. Can you see anything else out there or elsewhere that we need to take note of?//

There isn't much else of interest in the area, but far out there in the other direction, barely on the edge of his sensors, Movor might be able to see something REALLY big and apparently traveling alone. It's not one of the largest Tyranids in the roster, but it's definitely going to take more than one bot to take it down when it gets here.

//You wanna see gross.// Lumen's deep laughter booms over the battlefield, counterpoint to the explosion from one of his 'splody things that effectively wipes out most of their remaining ground based foes and spatters WakeJumper with yuck. //I can has cheeseburger?//

//Lumen, please stop clogging the communication channels with chatter,// comes a calm rebuke from Vector.

//...Yessir.// Lumen grins upward, looking just entirely too innocent.

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//When we get to the big one I'll take care of it. Desinex, maintain position.// Optimus dips a bit lower, her cannons priming.

"All I wanna do is 'pew pew pew pew'!" sings Lumen as he strides over to his position. "We pack and deliver like UPS trucks!"