Jadewing groaned, optics flickering a few times before relighting. He felt like he'd been trampled by a pack of Dinobots. This was not helped by the fact that whatever he was leaning against was rather jagged had bits that poked uncomfortably.
Sitting up to escape this, however, only made him hiss in pain as the support was removed from his left wing. Aside from being as battered and dented as the rest of him, it was noticeably and painfully askew. A cursory glance at the ground nearby revealed the culprit; a motorcycle that had been blown into him by.... whatever the frag had caused that explosion.
He growled. That was the last time he trusted a demigod not to frag things up. He was supposed to be helping build a new Cybertron, not getting blown half to scrap and winding up... where the Pit was he anyway?
A look around revealed nothing familiar about the terrain. He was on a mountaintop somewhere, the ground around him covered with snow. To the southwest, a city was visible, but with his wing injured, getting there was going to be a glitch.
The look around also revealed that he wasn't alone, though. Not far away, another mech, mostly dark blue, lay half buried in the snow. A vaguely familiar-looking human female lay sprawled across the mech's chest. Both of them were still offline. Jadewing sighed. "Just fragging wonderful," he grumbled to himself. Nothing to do now, though, except wait.
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Sitting up to escape this, however, only made him hiss in pain as the support was removed from his left wing. Aside from being as battered and dented as the rest of him, it was noticeably and painfully askew. A cursory glance at the ground nearby revealed the culprit; a motorcycle that had been blown into him by.... whatever the frag had caused that explosion.
He growled. That was the last time he trusted a demigod not to frag things up. He was supposed to be helping build a new Cybertron, not getting blown half to scrap and winding up... where the Pit was he anyway?
A look around revealed nothing familiar about the terrain. He was on a mountaintop somewhere, the ground around him covered with snow. To the southwest, a city was visible, but with his wing injured, getting there was going to be a glitch.
The look around also revealed that he wasn't alone, though. Not far away, another mech, mostly dark blue, lay half buried in the snow. A vaguely familiar-looking human female lay sprawled across the mech's chest. Both of them were still offline. Jadewing sighed. "Just fragging wonderful," he grumbled to himself. Nothing to do now, though, except wait.