[𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖: General Strika 𝚝𝚘; Cyclonus # 𝚃𝚊𝚐 (𝚜): Team Member]

Go ahead, what do you need?

[Strika was confused at this point , but sat down after looking at the stool for a few second.]

I don't mind you staying here, unless Whisletune doesn't want it.

Rushing to Whistletune side, she laid a calming servo on his head.]

What exactly happened?

[Strika was training when Cherry ran up to her and passed the message from Bad. Instantly, the General dropped everything to see Whistletune, closely following Cherry to the Medbay.

There, she saw how he was laying in berth and her spark wanted to explode. Seeing him like this.... she hated it.

[Strike chuckled softly and laid a heavy servo on Whistletune for reassurance.
For what exactly? Perhaps for herself, to feel and know for sure that he is back and here with her, so this doesn't turn into some dream.]

I was jumped by weird minicons and woke up to Bad Apple and Oil Slick recuing me

weren't for his voice the General would not have recognised him at all. Another shame to add to her list.]

[Strikas vision was still blurry when she online them to see who jumped on her. Despite not really seeing who it was, the voice... the voice made her Spark jump with joy.]

Whistletune? Is that... is that really you?

[Slowly sitting up and focusing her eyes on him, she saw the outlines. If it

I will do that, thank you my Lord.

[Strika was lying in berth in medbay because of the recent attack of the strange minicons.
Not doing much other then shaming herself for bring such a dishonour to herself. SHAME SHAME SHAME]

@im-not-a-pet.bsky.social

a small sting to the back of her neck. But all of her systems were green.]

I... don't know... they jumped me from above... urgh...

[She groaned out again, somewhat embarrassed because because those minicons got the better of her almost immediately. One major weakness of her for being so big.

The medical analysis didn't know anything, other then a minor headache and

I did and nothing was found.

My helm hurts and I have already taken many pain killers, I do not think I can take more.

Your trust in me is welcomed, my Whistletune. ❤️

[From: General Strika; To: Bad Apple]

I see and I will do what I can to make it happen.

Thank you for informing me.

I know and I am trying to avoid it as best as possible.

Not to my knowledge.
I haven't had any interactions with this Exploit.

Currently feeling a bit unwell myself. I had this processor ache for a while now and I feel quite dizzy.

YOU IDIOT!!!

I can't believe this. YOLK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

rumbling as her optics slowly onlined.]

Mmmhh.....

[Then, the General groaned out in pain, as her helm pulsed with pain.]

[The chain of Oil Slick did wrap around the mincons neck and was thrown onto the other, breaking one of them in the process. The one surviving got a huge dent in their side and decided to hop away from the Decepticons and disappearing.

When Bad was talking to her, she slowly woke up. Engines

No, stop this Whistletune.
None of this is right and you're no disgrace to the Decepticons, nor are you a lacklustre soldier.

You survived and made it back. That is what counts, my Whistletune.

You do not have to. I have to apologise to you. Back then, I should have protected you.

I'm sorry, Whistletune.

Don't be sorry my Whistletune. I'm right here with you.
No need to panic.

Whistletune?? Is that really you???
Primus, what happened to you??

and jumped onto Oil Slicks shoulders, trying to crack the glass.

The Bat broke open it's light armour and fresh energon splashed out. Motionless it laid on the floor.

However, the other two were still relentless. As the one, which Oil Slick knocked away, landed on it's sharp pedes and hopped back towards the Mech. All while the third, used the moment of surprise

[ Strika laid there unresponsive to Oil Slick, optics offline, but spark still beating.

The minicons split up, one attacks Bad Apple and the other two attacked Oil Slick. Out of their backs appear cables that quickly move towards the Bots, trying to slash them.]

[Strika laid on the forrest floor near a small body of water, on top of her, three unusual sized minicon. Quickly sensing the two Decepticons, they jumped down and landed on all four.

What exactly it was doing, the other two arrived too late for it.

The minicons jumped into action and attackedthem

@badapplemedic.bsky.social
@oilslickedchemtrap.bsky.social

[Strika went out for the evening and made sure to notify her team, however, she stayed away longer then she usually did.]

>Incoming distress signal from Strika to Bad Apple and Oil Slick.<