465/Rules of Common Sense

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Rules of Common Sense
Date of Scene: 21 December 2017
Location: Sonic Canyons
Synopsis: Swivel fetches a blinded Hyperdrive from the Sonic Canyons.
Cast of Characters: Swivel, Hyperdrive


Swivel has posed:
    It had taken Swivel some time to arrivev at the Sonic Canyons from Nyon. She'd hoped to have run into Hot Rod on the way out, but less hoped that Hot Rod might see what she was up to and perhaps get the wrong impression. So not seeing sight of the flameo while enroute from the ruins to the Canyon presented her with mixed feelings. Nonetheless, she had a retrieval mission to perform. She had half a mind to call up someone to assist her, Healthpoint's advice ringing in her audials. But then they'd have to explain WHY Hyperdrive was wandering the canyons blind, and it seemed perhaps kinder to just retrieve him herself. And hope she doesn't turn into a homocidal maniac in the meantime.
    <<'Yperdroive? I'm comin' in from the west... jus' keep pingin' me. Are yer optics doin' any better?>>

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive apparently did not read the survival manual. When lost, stay where you are and have the rescuers find you. HYperdrive was merely trying to get Hot Rod to stop and listen. And he would have been able to keep up with the fast car but his the damn glitch with his optics kicked up again and everything went dark. The smart thing would have been to stop or better yet, to not have tried following hot rod at all. But no, Hyperdrive wanted to keep Hot Rod from leaving. So instead Hyperdrive tried following him. He knew which direction he should roughly be going and he thought he could hear Hot Rod's rev ahead of him. INstead the sound was the echo off the mountains and he soon found himself really unsure of where he was at. Swivel's radio is welcomed but he's sure he's going to get a 'talkin to'. <<PING....just kiddin....yeah I'm still sendin out and not really. Of course it might be just dark and my optics are fine.>>

Swivel has posed:
    Swivel is not a communications expert. She is not equipped with delicate instruments meant to traingulate radio transmissions with keen accuracy. So it will take her some time to locate Hyperdrive, just so long as he keeps transmitting. She rolls along a path at 'sea level' at a steady speed, her tires having no difficulty with the uneven terrain. <<It's gettin' dark, but it 'ent pitch black yet. Unless yer in a deep crevice or somethin'. Stay still until I get to ya, alroight?>>

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive is...walking around and not enjoying the trip...or should that be trips since the footing isn't steady either. He sighs and debates transforming again. Of course that's when he crashed. "Stay where I am. Easy fer her ta say." His head cocks back and forth, trying to catch a sound other than the weird resonance of the canyons. Frustrated, he raises his forcefield, expanding it out as far as he can. He then takes aim with his techvolt and firest at the forcfield around him. While his yelp might be hidden beneath the noises of the canyon, the resulting flash of light might be harder to miss. Unless you can't see anyway. Though now Hyperdrive is no longer is a standing position and has the musk of ozone around his frame. A few arcs of electricity dance over his frame and he groans. "owwwwwwwww....."

Swivel has posed:
    <<'Yperdroive...... keep talkin' ta me.>> Swivel transmits after a prolonged silence. Well. Prolonged considering it is Hyperdrive. It's unfortunate that he should go to such lengths to be seen, as the flash isn't bright enough in such a staggered and vast area for Swivel to have seen it. She drives up and steep incline to get to a ledge that affords her a better view, but still hasn't reached the 'top' layer so to speak. <<'Yperdroive?>>

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive laying still just seems like such a nice way to be for a bit. Especially after Blast off so obviously shot him...yeah.....we'll blame Blast off. Then we don't have to explain or lack of common sense. The radio goes off again and he mutters to himself and works on sitting upright again. "That goes on the long list of things I don't wanna do again..."

Swivel has posed:
    Swivel begins picking up speed as she begins to worry. <<'Yperdroive... now is not ther toim ter be silent.>> She keeps working on sussing out his relative position to herself as she accelerates, getting perhaps a bit more frantic. Of course, she keeps reminding herself, if she plummets off the ledge and falls into the canyon she won't be of any help to anyone - which is the only thing keeping her from hitting full speed.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive's optics brighten a bit and dim. He lowers his visor and frowns as another run of electricity crackles over him. Second lesson, don't use the techvolt as a toy. ever. He carefully gets to his feet and raises a hand in front of him. Looking around he finds a rock and brings it close to his face. "Ooookay...not much of an improvement." <<Swivel?>> Ow. Okay one foot... another foot... <<Remind me to find some classes in common sense.....>>

Swivel has posed:
    <<Lesson one: LISTEN TO SWIVEL!>> Not that Swivel always is a rational creature, but she considers herself to know common sense, even if she doesn't always conduct herself accordingly. But at least she has a clearer read on Hyperdrive, and she chugs along, hugging curves as the path she's taken weaves in and out of pillar like formations. <<Lesson two, never do wot 'Ot Rod would do.>>

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive makes a face and sits back down, <<I wasn't doin what hot Rod did...I was tryin ta convince him ta come back.>> He sets off another ping rather than do anything that might hurt more than his pride does at this moment.

Swivel has posed:
    <<Stoppin' 'Ot Rod is loik tryna stop these winds. You dun stop 'im, you just gotta redirect 'im. THough that dun always work either. Actually, it backfires more often than not. Sometoims I jus wanna tie 'im down.>> Swivel pauses. <<But that would jus' make 'im resentful and even less loikly ta listen. So dun get ANY ideas. Which brings us ta lesson three. You kinna force anyone to do anythin' and tryn' to will usually 'ave the opposite effect.>> Hey... is that the sound of engines in the distance? It might just be the wind, but it sounds to Hyperdrive that perhaps Swivel is getting close to his location.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive hears the rumble and looks the wrong way. He frowns, <<<I hear ya just not sure...and I can see my hand in front of my face but I gotta play with the visual filters.>> He frowns at the thought of Hot Rod. He wishes he could have stopped the mech.

Swivel has posed:
    <<You 'ear me? Make some none-radio noise if ya can. Shout or somethin'.>> Swivel suggests as she transforms so that SHE makes less noise and can better hear him. <<You moight be on a ledge above or beneath me.>> Swivel will have leave worrying about Hot Rod for when she's secured Hyperdrive and got him back to Iacon safe and sound. Idly, though, she wonders if this is what it must have felt like to all of her 'protectors' every time she ended up in a scrape. Suddenly, Blurr's exasperation seems to make sense.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive is suddenly at a loss on how to make some noise. He glances around again which doesn't do terribly much. Sighing in exasperation he brings a flashbang out and starts trying to take it apart. A small arc of electricity plays across his hands and **BOOOOOOOOOOOOM** Hyperdrive is currently laying about 20 feet from where he was standing with a forcefield glowing across his frame and his paintjob scorched in a rather unique pattern. <<can you hear me now?.....ow.....>> The echos of the blast play up and down the mountain range.

Swivel has posed:
That boom was all it took. Swivel hears it, listens carefully, and determines that Hyperdrive is on a lower ledge. She begins to climb down the side very carefully, although nimbly. Echoes have never thrown Swivel off or disoriented her, which is why she is a boon in tunnel navigation. She can always find the source of a noise. Seeing Hyperdrive's sorry state she sighs. But hey. He's not missing any limbs. Swivel drops down and begins to carefully approach. "Rule number four..." she says, no longer transmitting over the radio. "...endangerin' yerself 'elps no one. If you kinna safely aid others, then don't - you just add to the problem rather than solve it."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive makes a face and carefully rolls over. "Okay...close up flashbang....not as pleasant a sensation...." He rubs his head and his forcefield goes down. "Did I mention yer my bestest friend ever?"

Swivel has posed:
    Swivel walks over, kneeling down beside Hyperdrive. She experimentally waves a hand in front of Hyperdrive's optics. "If I'd know you were still 'avin' these problems I wooda told ya to not prusue 'Ot Rod. Actually, I shooda jus' told ya ter let 'im go." Swivel frowns. "I was in Nyon when you radioed me. I do wish I was there when 'e woke up. I doubt I coulda stopped 'im either... but..."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive makes a face. "It wasn't botherin me and i didn't like what Hot Rod said and was worried you'd have to go after him. And I coulda kept up with him but then it went black....though it seems an electrical current lets me make out some stuff. I'll tell Healthpoint, maybe ther'es somethin to it."

Swivel has posed:
    "Yes, I'd mention it ta 'Ealthpoint, iffin' you 'ave ta explain 'ow foolish you been." Swivel peers at Hyperdrive. Somehow by doing the wrong things this mech keeps stumbling across positive outcomes. Except the whole losing friends to the Decepticons part. It takes Swivel a moment to reflect, but she often does what she feels is prudent action, and yet it's been crisis after crisis. However, she opts to keep these thoughts to herself.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive says, "I'll start off with Hot Rod woke up and see how long I can avoid tellin her that I was an idiot thank you very much....she'll be more worried with what's happenin with him than with me I'll bet."

Swivel has posed:
    "Well, I am sure most medics would be exasperated that you've managed to... I dun even know wot you did to yerself. 'Ealthpoint wasn't far off. It's bad 'nuff we're foighting a war. To be 'arming ourselves or each other us just..." Swivel shakes her head, glancing down instead of finishing the sentence. Swivel rolls her shoulders and stands up. "We ought to get moving before it gets too dark."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive grins a little, "Do ya have yer whip? If ya don't mind alternative uses fer weapons, I could transform and you could tow me home with me hoverin high enough ta not hit anything. Just no sending any current through it." Of course hopefully he's done with his own shocking.

Swivel has posed:
    Swivel peers at Hyperdrive. "....You know I could do that with just some chains." Swivel gets out a length of sturdy chain and loops it over her shoulder. "I loik ta be prepared. I usually keep chains, recordin' devices, extra 'eadloight bulbs, coolant, oil, snacks, couple cans o' spray paint, glass cleaner, rags, and a patch kit for me tires."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive takes the end of the chain, transforms and immediately crashes to the ground. "Too...heavy...." He snickers and begins hovering normally. "Okay I'm not THAT pathetic."

Swivel has posed:
    Swivel winces a little when he crashes to the ground. And once he is hovering she just puts her hands on her hips. "Funny." She doesn't sound amused. She fastens the chain securely to somewhere on her person before transforming to her odd little all terrain altmode. "Ready? Let's 'ope this works well enough that we won't be sloggin' 'round 'n kin make some good toim."