arnhaid: (Grab your gun)
Ironhide ([personal profile] arnhaid) wrote in [community profile] re_alignment_logs2013-01-19 07:55 pm

grab your gun

WHO: TWO OLD MEN.
WHERE: Probably in the vague vicinity of the medbay.
WHEN When the monster bugs start crawling through the Haven.
WHAT: Exterminatin' a few bugs.
WARNINGS: Violence against insects?


Bugs.

Of course it was bugs. It wouldn't be Cybertron, apparently without bugs. Which meant one thing, really.

Time to do his job.

Meaning, picking up a gun -- any would do, really. If he needed something bigger, he'd use his fists. There were a lot of those things around, from the transmissions popping up, all he had to do was take a walk. Go see what exactly they were up against.

And see he did. One big worm-looking bug crawling around the area, hissing, chattering, making all kinds of disgusting noises with the jaws on its face. It had to be bigger than he was. But, given it was crawling around, it was difficult to tell. Regardless...

... He grinned. About time something happened around here.

It charged. He lifted the gun. Of course, the shots didn't do much. It would just be his luck to grab a piece of scrap weapon. As it drew closer, the soldier did the only thing he possibly could have done.

He punched it.
docbot: (like a match to gasoline)

[personal profile] docbot 2013-01-22 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
If Ratchet notices Ironhide's pause, he doesn't mention it. His eyes are focused on the creature's tail, which is squirming around in a concerning way.

"Let's hope you don't."

And of course, the thing whips its tail end their way. Ratchet shouts and crosses his arms to block. His feet dig into the ground as he curses and throws the thing off.

"Pit."