Home again, home again, fraggity-frag...

[king_ofthe_road]

*The Stunticons who went to Texas at last return. Wildrider and Breakdown hold Dirge between them while Motormaster leads them into the base, although they go to the elevator leading to the lower levels rather than report in with either Shockwave or Soundwave. They exit onto the Stunticons' claimed level, bringing Dirge into the body shop. The

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[duhrge]

*Dirge grunts as he's prodded, optics opening to thin slits to glare up at Breakdown.*

*growling* ...heard you...and if you can't fix me...leave me... I'll stay handicapped before I let Hook lay hands on me!

[reflector_trio]

(( As poor Hook wonders how he got the reputation of worth extreme pain to avoid. *grins* ))

[king_ofthe_road]

*turns and scowls* Fine. You can keep Drag Strip company! *He motions to Breakdown and Wildrider, and the three start to head back to the upper levels, turning off all the lights on the way. Not that this would actually matter to the seeker, but Motormaster feels like being vindictive any way he can. He's still not sure why he bothered to bring Dirge back after remembering the previous circumstances he'd been in.*

*However, partway to the hall elevator he catches Klank's comm. He smiles unpleasantly for a moment, pleased by the ironic timing yet wondering who this fellow is. The name is very vaguely familiar...
*Now to manage to co-opt this medic before either Shockwave or Soundwave discovered the extent of damage on this end of the army.*

[duhrge]

*Dirge merely snorts, not caring either way...and more or less just falls back into recharge as soon as the lights are out.