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The Cold Resolve of Steel

WHO: Dinobot and anyone
WHERE: By the lambada
WHEN: Just after the invasion
WHAT: Dinobot goes samurai mode
WARNINGS: Some battle carnage

Dinobot heard the call from Vector Prime. His feelings on the self-proclaimed Prime were still dubious, at best. However, the Vector had a point when he mentioned they had a duty to this Cybertron. It wasn't his own Cybertron, but with the fragility of time he knew it could easily alter the hundreds of other Cybertrons. He himself was not sure exactly what future he wanted, but he knew these...invaders from the lambada threatened the existence of any future.

Nothing more needed to be said, he took up his sword and went straight to the coordinates. Make no mistake, he wasn't a team player. He came to fight for himself, for his honor. Already he spotted the teeming number of mechanical monstrosities. They had no place on this Cybertron or any Cybertron. Sword and tail-shield at the ready, he charged the nearest hideous mech, running them through with his sword. Already it had gained the attention of the others.

The Maximal took light footing when taking on the others. He bobbed and weaved through the onslaught of attacks, taking out only one or three at a time. He knew he couldn't fight them all. This warrior was in over his head. He hoped he could fight off enough for the rest to hold off.

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Spirits, was she glad to be out of Megatronus' temple. What had been a sorta secure place became suffocating with all those buzz wasps and other creepy crawlies flooding the place. At least outside things seemed more open.

Korra felt the vibrations in the earth same time she heard the sounds. Creeping forward as quietly as possible, Korra observed Dinobot surrounded from her cover of one of the mismatched piles. Maybe she needn't have bothered being quiet, the battle was so fierce, she was a speck on their attention span.

Good.

Korra bent out a wave of earth that slammed a number of the monsters taking Dinobot's side.

"Need a hand?!" She called out, bending up another spike of earth next to her, ready to stab.

[OOC: Korra in light armor here http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1h0gxOp3d1rs30kho1_500.gif and with helmet here http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1dtkt6Nxt1rs30kho1_500.gif and in the icons.]

Edited 2012-07-09 05:03 (UTC)

The Maximal warrior nearly lost his concentration when a section of the earth looked as if it swallowed a great number of enemies by his side.

He whirled round to notice the human coming to his 'rescue'. Part of him should have been grateful, but he felt the girl would be taking a risk for her species were she to become a casualty.

With a parry and stab he motioned to the human to stay clear.

"Only if you can fight."

Always the cynic, Dinobot.

Korra scoffed. 'Only if you can fight,' pfft.

Still, maybe try for some strategy. Dinobot was close quarters right now, she could hang back and provide long distance support. Korra bent the earth spike forward to stab several monsters on it. Then the earth around her she bent up so that she now stood on a pillar overlooking the battle. Carefully scanning the terrain from her new height, Korra kept bending the earth around the monsters, and started shooting fireballs at them too.

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She had skills, yes, but Dinobot felt she might be a little...brash. He'd save those concerns for later. Now was the concern of the fighter. The speed and dexterity of her bending was impressive. He had never seen this skill in humans before, a species he might have underestimated.

He spotted a flank of two monsters to her side. The only method was to fire eye lasers at the two offenders.

Strange...that took more energy than it should...

"Thanks!" Korra shouted as Dinobot took out those monsters by her side with green fire from his eyes. Wow, sorta like the stories of Combustion Man!

She frowned. He looked a little drained after that.

"Hey, you okay?" Korra shouted, as she uncapped the bottle tied to her waist by her pelt, bending out the water into icicles that fell stabbing monsters through the ground. She bent the icicles back to liquid water, and sent it into a spiraling defensive loop around her, knocking down more monsters and even cutting some.

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He motioned the girl away. He was fine, he just needed a moment to collect himself. Something about this world weakened his power, something he should note next engagement on the battlefield.

"Pay no mind to me, just keep focused on the battle at hand."

One approaching monster he stabbed in the chest. He resumed battle position.

Korra nodded--and jerked as her pillar shook. Looking down, she found some of the monsters tearing away at her pillar. She bent icicles and fire and earth at them, but they kept coming.

Time to abandon ship.

Korra bent out her pillar toward her enemies, breaking it in the process. She jumped, rapidly bending a new earthbending ramp for her to slide on--slide--

She bent the water over the ramp, coating it in ice. She landed and slid down the ice-slicked earth ramp. Back on more level ground, she bent her earth ramp and ice to form a moving wall to shove back the onslaught of monsters coming her way.

There were some enemies ahead of him. He could do his best to dispatch those that he could by stabbing them multiple times. It was fairly easy. They lacked the training of a Decepticon soldier or a true warrior like himself.

"Taking your accursed spark is almost too easy," he sneered as he punched one before slicing it across its shell.

Now those were taken care of, he might keep those overwhelming the human. He bobbed and weaved through the flurry of attacks, quickly slaughtering those he set his sights on. This was what he was truly sparked for, the battlefield.

One got too close.

Korra shouted as one long claw wrapped around her waist and plucked her up. She quickly bent fire into its face; it shrieked, dropping her. Korra landed on her feet, only to have a painfully flailing tail come at her; instinctively she bent up a wall of earth to block it, but the tail cracked it and sent her flying.

She rolled across the ground, then bolted up and bent a wave of fire all around her, trying to get the others to back off. She noted she got scratches on her cheek again, more than one this time--! But her armor held up at least.

She looked like she wasn't doing so well, at least according to his standards. He leaped on one, bearing his weapon down into their head before fending off three others.

"Watch yourself more carefully!" he scolded, "I will not allow human casualties on my watch."

Korra was in the middle of an affirmative nod--when she noticed some monsters leap for Dinobot. She quickly bent up a wall of earth blocking his side, so that the monsters slammed against that instead. With another swipe of her hand, she made that wall come down and crush the monsters.

Good human. There may be some promise in her just yet, along with a whole slew of questions about the powers she had.

Speaking of, handy earth moving powers there. Really saved his aft. Now he had some freedom to take care of some other monsters having free reign. He dispatched the second to last of the group when a ball came bearing down on him. Even with his strong Maximal chasis, it hurt.

He snarled, rising up and stabbing it with one deft move. That will show these ruffians.

The hell...?

What was that ball that just hit Dinobot?

He'd stabbed at it and--

It was exploding.

A bomb?!

Eyes widening, Korra rapidly bent to contain the exploding fire, throwing her own control over the blaze.

Sweat started to bead her forehead. She didn't often try to restrain a fire per se.

Finally with a gasp she just bent the fire forward, slamming it into another monster.

Korra did a good job of containing the explosion. However, it was still enough to induce harm to the warrior. The force of the explosion blew the Maximal straight into a junkpile with an audible clang.

A growl rumbled through his throat. How could he not see that? What a fool he was! Already his chassis had been charred badly, leaving heavy black marks on most of his body.

He needed a moment to rest, all he could do was to keep them at bay with his weapon, stabbing those who got too close.

Korra went to cover Dinobot.

She bent the water to freeze the monsters, then bent the earth below she and Dinobot to rise up and give them higher ground.

Heart pounding, she asked Dinobot, "Where the hell are these things coming from?" She swiped the blood from her cut. "I mean, if they're coming from...something...shouldn't we stop that something?"

Korra checked the frozen monsters, and concentrated again, resealing the cracks that started, but knowing they wouldn't last. "I mean, we've just been hacking and slashing at these guys...shouldn't we come up with some kind of strategy or something?"

Ohman, if Tenzin could see her now....

Give Dinobot a moment, he needed to catch his breath first. Once again Korra managed to save him, but it was wrong. He shouldn't need saving, he already died once. That pitiful human needed to run. He was sure if she died, somehow the species would be effected somehow. And that would give his Megatron a chance for winning.

Slowly, he hoisted himself up from his resting place. Enough idling. He turned to the frozen monsters. Stabbing them at the moment wouldn't be honorable.

But the girl was right. Strategy was needed.

"They are coming from the same accursed place we were drawn from. We must stem the tide of the arrivals, if not at least divert their attention away from the others."

He went into his battle stance.

"When we have drawn them away, you must go."

Never one to shirk from action, Prowl had observed the portly little-- things that had come chomping out of the Lambda and had, in the end, chosen to act as he knew a Cyber-Ninja or the order must: in protection of the planet which he was on, regardless of with it was Cybertron, Earth, or some podunk farming moon colony in the Argo sector

As he moved quietly and carefully through through groups, looking to see if there was a way to stem the tide of them, he found Dinobot. He didn't know the 'bot from a hole in the ground, but he wouldn't leave him to be overrun. While he knew quite well the strange bot could be a con in truth, he threw out his mecha-blades and let two monsters wobbling without their heavy, clubbed tails.

At least now the fight was a little more even, though he'd revealed himself and broken his stealthy advance toward the source of the creatures.

As two creatures on his left flank went down, he realized help might have come. He was not one to accept much help in these circumstance, but it would be a bold lie if the help did not come at a most opportune time.

His head glanced to the Autobot, nodding a brief acknowledgement. Before anymore creatures could make an advance, he pointed to an advancing side flank of the monsters. Dinobot could attend to the rest. He charged the creatures, running them through with his sword, creating a group of dead monstrosities.

Ah, good; a 'bot of few words and plentiful action. Prowl could like him.

As it was, he sprung in among the new monstrosities coming from all sides, and started laying them low with well places strikes from both servos and blades. He had honed his skills these last few years and they proved quite adequet for the task at hand, even if the other bot was better armed.

Prowl had honed his chassis to a weapon over the years, and his mind guided him to weak points that others may not perceive, his master of processor over matter slowly being worked into physical combat-- bolstering jumps with pushes of mental force or grasping at weapons that might've come too close and turning them aside.

He's still mastering the art, but it is proving a most useful and versatile skill.

The Maximal had enough on his hands, the Autobot's combat skills were impressive and appreciated. So the Autobots weren't all simpering pacifists, thank the Allspark. It almost led him to question how they won the war.

Dinobot weaved through the advancing flanks of the monsters, stabbing right and left. One swung at the Maximal. Dinobot moved with the attack, whirling around and impaling it on his sword. Unfortunately, another struck, throwing him back. He skidded to the ground, growling.

The monster came running to finish the job. Just as it came right toward him, he stabbed upwards, running it right through its stomach. A crooked smile formed.

Prowl, a pacifist? Draft dodger, maybe, but not a pacifist, per se. He was a conscientious objector to the war back in his world, but... Well. Best not to get into that.

He is a force of grace; less stabbing and slashing, more precise movements and subtle strikes that bypassed armor and shook the gears and struts beneath. When fleshy things came through, well, they couldn't endure the impact of servos of alloy, now could they?

Bodies were piling up, stewn willy nilly among the trash, falling where they wilt as the pair worked at their respective scores, winnowing them down.

"A tactical retreat may be of use," he called to his companion, "to one of the temples. THe creatures seem to have been flowing from the rift above -- meaning the junk pile is not a sustainable position!"

Dinobot plowed through the horde in front of him. Yet they kept coming. The lambada kept spitting them out like an accursed horde from the pit. Yet he kept his firm resolve. Already he begun to build up a few good scratches from the battle.

He heard Prowl's words, but he could not speak, not yet. He waited until he had slain enough for there to be a good lull between the waves of creatures.

"The temples would make a fine foothold. But we must kill enough to stem the tide!"

"I'm not certain that's feasible," Prowl admitted as he cast his gaze skyward. These creatures were everywhere, and there seemed to be no end of them. "Which of the Temples do you--" Owe allegiance to? Were brought to? He's not sure how to phrase it. "I've been granted refuge at Alpha Trion's."

Which is why, of course, he bears that Firstforged's symbol.

"Either way, we should choose soon - the next wave will be upon us in moments!"

It would be a lie if he said he trusted or owed an allegiance to Vector Prime. Though Vector has good intentions, he was somewhat mistrustful of the self-proclaimed Prime, a Prime never heard of in the annals of his Cybertron's history.

In any case, this Autobot might have other intentions. Best to move to this Alpha Trion's temple, away from Vector's at least till he knows more.

"Alpha Trion it is."

Prowl nods, before he activates his boosters to get a good, long jump going on. It was time to get across the junk pile to more stable ground for an altmode run from the place to the great, safe temple of Alpha Trion...

Or at least, the reasonable fortifications of Alpha Trion.

Dinobot soon follows after on foot (His beast mode would be easier, but the cons of exposing himself as a Maximal would be so much worse.). Once he reaches the temple, he looks back to the lambada.

"It will be a matter of time before they reach here. We must prepare. Where is the weaponry?"

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The Cold Resolve of Steel

[OOC: "let the battle be joined"]

[Best line in the show~]

Re: [it so is] [no, I need more fighting icons DX LOL]

[as I need more icons in general]

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