Skyfire so she’s sure she can out maneuver him. She’s almost startled into breaking when she hears the heavy bangs of metal in metal echoing through the ship.]

that’s been on her side is that this ship doesn’t seem to have much of a crew or the bulk isn’t aboard. She can vaguely hear the two wheeler somewhere behind her.

She’s making a turn down another hall that seems to head back in the direction she came from, risky but she’s faster and smaller than

[She can hear the sounds of the ship’s mechanisms activating and doors starting to shut. She starts swearing under her breath /again/. She knows she’s plenty fast but it doesn’t matter if they block off all her routes. She’s already at a disadvantage because she doesn’t know the lay out.

Only luck

medical/rescue vehicle, she folds down into a sleek sports car meant for speed. She revs her own engine and kicks off faster down the halls, scanning the walls for anything that resembles an exit outside. Once she’s back on city streets she knows she can put more distance between them.]

[She doesn’t turn back to check but she hears the distinct sound of a transformation sequence and tires coming after her. These halls are meant to accommodate /much/ larger mechs than her so she knows they won’t have a problem letting her maneuver in her alt. Instead of a more traditional, bulkier

I think I’d look something like this?

with navigating /out/ of this ship. She lets out a string of colorful swears and keeps going. Not turning back to see if Skyfire is on her tail.]

[Either the Decepticons didn’t think she’d actually get out or Primus is on her side because the door slides open. She doesn’t hesitate, as soon as the opening is wide enough she speeds out, focused on putting as much distance between her and Skyfire as possible.

Except, now she has to contend

[She swerves around Bad and Oil Slick and keeps going in the direction she usually sees them walk in from. She’s glancing around, taking in her surroundings in case she needs another escape route. As soon as she reaches it she tries the door.]

Why would I lock myself up in a cage so you could come get me if I did?!

[There’s the sound of a transformation sequence as her tires shift into makeshift skates. Uses her size and speed to her advantage to try and get around the Cons]

[OOC]

Forgot to post on here! Minerva isn’t getting reset! Only one previous thread has been edited.

Hopefully I can be more active on her in the future! :D

Hello. My name is Optimus Prime. Bumblebee and Sari suggested that I should make a social media account, so they helped me create one.

I hope to learn more about humans and Earth, and in return, I will be documenting our daily lives and work here in Detroit.

rush past him and out the cell door. She’ll worry about the Cons standing around outside if she makes it out.]

[She know she’s no match for Skyfire strength but she’s not going to just let the big shuttle mech grab her if she can help it. As soon as the cell is opened and Skyfire lunges inside she tries to dash to the opposite side of the cell. She’s hoping that while he recovers from his lunge she can

anyone else stuck in this room.

She’d been investigating the cell for a way out for some time now and hadn’t been able to. She’d just have to hope she could use her size and speed to her advantage.]

[Under normal circumstances she wouldn’t be afraid of Skyfire, but seeing as how these Cons seem to have /altered/ him somehow she has to be cautious. She backs herself as far away from the bars of her cell as she can. Not paying the Cons as much mind as Skyfire is clearly the most dangerous one of

/wrong/ and now they were directing Skyfire at /her/.]

I did no such thing I’m just a medic.

[As soon as they’d come in and started speaking to Skyfire she’d stood at attention. She’d subtly moved to the back of the cell, carefully watching what the mechs were doing. Stuck in horror as Skyfire seemed to be … rewritten?

She wasn’t quiet sure what the two wheeler mech had done but it was

[Stuck wondering if its just a these two thing or a Con thing to hit on each other in front of prisoners. Is this a torture method or an actually bonding activity? Maybe both.]

[Well slag, looks like she might have to find a way out of her on her own. She has some doubts about the Council actually trying to get her back.]

What would be something of equal value?

[Raises an optic ridge for a moment, then shrugs her shoulders]

It was on me for trusting a fellow Medic, but I cannot abandon a bot in need regardless of faction. So am I allowed to ask why I’ve been detained?

I ran into him by chance when I was exploring around some warehouses. Another Decepticon required medical attention so Bad Apple asked me to assist. As a medic my duty is to help mechs in need.

[Watched Oil Slick switch the screen off.]

I was knocked into stasis after the situation was handled.

[She’s quiet for a bit, carefully studying the other mech. She doesn’t appear to be distressed or angry, just contemplative.]

Yes. I am an Autobot Medic. I presume you meet Bad Apple. The Decepticon Medic I was assisting.

[She was tucked away in the a back corner of her cell, helm leaned forward and optics shut. When she heard the quiet sound of Oil Slick clearing his vents she perked up. She sat up straight, looking the Con in the optics, waiting to see if he had anything to say.]

//Redid the thread because another exit was decided for Pharma.

up over his shoulder as he got away from the scene. He dragged the medic off to an unknown location.

Meanwhile the small family made their way back to Tarn’s ship, with plans to take off and never come back to Earth. ]

[Fin]

them go, exhausted by ordeal but relieved she fulfilled her duty as medic. She was turning to check on Bad Apple when her world suddenly went black and she feel to the ground with a metallic thud.

While she’d been distracted, Bad opted to seize the moment to subdue the Autobot. He easily hauled her

[Minerva handed the sparkling over to Tarn who cradled her protectively. Bad Apple was able to stabilize and patch Pharma up. The two medics back up, giving the other two mechs space.

Tarn helped haul Pharma to his pedes, eager to relocate him and the sparkling somewhere else.

Minerva watching