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Post by Conway on Aug 30, 2011 12:28:31 GMT -5
Road watched the Autobots go, giving them time to get far out of earshot before looking Jack over again. "So...what the hell happened to you, didn't think an Autobot'd ever manage to lay a finger on the con with the goldenlegs." So he's making fun of him a little, but he does legitimately want to know.
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Post by gryfeathr on Aug 31, 2011 11:34:37 GMT -5
Normally Jack would preen at Road complementing him, even if it was meant to be an insult, but he just pulls up his legs in front of him. He keeps squinting at him, which mushes his eyebrows together into a messy line. It looks ridiculous with the black eye. "What the hell happened to the guy who said he could punch out anything?"
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Post by Conway on Aug 31, 2011 12:08:36 GMT -5
He shrugged. " I couldn't punch him fast enough. Hard to get close when most bots have a blaster on em." At least his arms weren't badly damaged if his innards were. He could still throw punches if that's what it came to, to get out of this place.
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Post by gryfeathr on Aug 31, 2011 22:32:36 GMT -5
"Bringing fists to a gun fight is kinda stupid." It's almost as if he's agreeing with him. His head lifts a little to clear his knees, carefully being leaned back against the wall. Still defensive, though.
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Post by Conway on Aug 31, 2011 22:50:03 GMT -5
His gaze went up away from Jack and he smiled a little. " Well I can't say anyone would remember me for being smart." Then he realized Jack hadn't answered his question. "So how'd you get fucked up?"
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Post by gryfeathr on Aug 31, 2011 23:19:05 GMT -5
Some combination of smile, stillness, and Road's question slowly eases the taught way he'd pressed back against the wall. His hands smooth over his knees and cross in his lap, and one edge of his mouth twitches toward a snarl. "Got caught where I couldn't run at the edge of a fight, alright?"
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Post by Conway on Aug 31, 2011 23:27:14 GMT -5
Hands come up in mock defense. "Easy, legs. I'm in no position to make fun of you today. What's your damage?" Maybe the jackass still has some kind of comm unit still intact, useless in here but very useful if they get out. Jazz tore his systems to shreds, he couldn't even ping Jack sitting 6 feet away from him.
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Post by gryfeathr on Sept 1, 2011 0:24:33 GMT -5
Jack looks at him, jaw shifting a little back and forth. He exhales sharply, looking away and pushing his heel into the metal floor. "Lots of external damage, just patchwork. Nearly got a hand through my insides, though. Everything's fritzing back and forth, my internals don't even know quite what's on or off."
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Post by Conway on Sept 1, 2011 0:31:59 GMT -5
It's to soon to offer a look.. But he'll make an effort to seem un-threatening for now. "Sounds better off then me, got forced open and shredded, com, nav, half my diagnostics are out and none to comfortable. Who got you?"
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Post by gryfeathr on Sept 1, 2011 23:02:15 GMT -5
There's always something so heartening about Road being beat up. Jack can't help but feel cheered about it in an odd way. Road's still alive, so it was just a good beating. He eyes him up. "Who did you piss off?"
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Post by Conway on Sept 1, 2011 23:04:22 GMT -5
Fuck ass keeps avoiding his questions! Well it's fine anyway. No way Jack can top this unless he got pummeled by Prime himself. " Jazz didn't like me messing with their Corvet."
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Post by gryfeathr on Sept 1, 2011 23:40:56 GMT -5
Jack's mouth pulls back, not quite achiecing a wince. "You're still alive? He must not hate you too much."
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Post by Conway on Sept 1, 2011 23:46:03 GMT -5
Satisfied as he is the the reaction he grimaced remembering the one sided fight." He's an Autobot, You don't want to know what the hell he did do to me. Now fucking spill ,who worked you over?"
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Post by gryfeathr on Sept 2, 2011 13:52:58 GMT -5
Jack's lip curls and his shoulders spike. "Tracks."
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Post by Conway on Sept 2, 2011 14:01:01 GMT -5
His eyebrows pop up and there's maybe an edge of interest there. "Tracks? Tracks and who else?" Not that Tracks can't fight, he's given Road a few scratches, but just scratches mind you! He thought Jack to quick to allow a bot like Tracks to really damage him.
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