Breakdown | TFA

I'll go anywhere and do anything with you, Doc. Never heard of Christine, but I like Earth movies, 'specially if I'm seein' 'em with you. What time should I meet you to head out?

Thank you, love. I'll get right on this.

- alarm burst out again, shrill and sharp. Breakdown glanced to the security feed and frowned*

That Autobot isn't just in proximity... He's literally right outside the base door and walking in circles. Want me to go 'take care' of him, Lord Megatron?

- viewing screens*

... New and severe damage to the spark and spark chamber...

*He sighed out and went back to Blitzwing's side, checking his vitals*

In all honesty, it's a damn lucky thing Starscream found him when he did. Even a few minutes later could have been a disaster.

*The proximity -

- Severe damage to middle frame, stomach, abdomen, lower chest... Scope optic is shattered from blunt force trauma... Deep bite marks on the arms and shoulders... Scratches on his thighs... Several areas of cracked plating and burst energon lines...

*He hesitated a moment, staring at one of the -

*Breakdown began to move around the medbay as Knock Out started doing readings, taking in the readings and stating them out loud to Knock Out in a calm but firm voice. He was no medic, but he knew his way around a medbay.* Missing cannon and damaged to the jet pack... Partially amputated wing... -

- signature. Might want to check it out while we get this sorted.

@handsomedoctfa.bsky.social

- is on his way, he'll be here in a few astrokliks.

*He began to run preliminary diagnostics, frowning thoughtfully as he looked over the triple change. A low alarm started to blare, and Breakdown glanced at it impatiently in his hub*

There's an intruder at the bases perimeter. Single Autobot -

*Breakdown was waiting for them. He had prepped the surgery room as best he could without Knock Out, including restraints if necessary (no judgements, but this *was* Blitzwing), and all of the tools. Knock Out had been commed. All they could do now was wait.*

Here, put him down on the berth. Knocks

[From Breakdown to: Lugnut # tag(s): Megatron's Group]

Breakdown here. Read you loud n' clear. Knocks and I will have the medbay ready for surgery. Give us an ETA and injury details when you can.

- stopped and narrowed his optics coldly as Sentinel rapidly rushed away.*

You'd better run, coward! You won't escape so easily next time!

*He huffed irritably, and turned back to the scrap yard. He had a mission to complete.*

*Distracted by the comm with Megatron, Breakdown didn't notice the shield. Shoved back, he let out a rough, pained grunt of surprise.*

Hey! Where do you think you're going, Auto-brat?!

*He began to give chase, his laser cannon hitting the ground where Sentinel had been a split second before. He -

- he wants to say and just can't find the words. I'm pretty confident Knock Out could help him find them.

@the-real-megatron.bsky.social

- Megatron! I've got one of these Elite Guard Autobots under my pedes. Literally. I know you were working on a truce or something, so he's no worse for wear. Yet.

Your orders? Should I eliminate him? Bring him in for questioning? Or release him?

Between you and me, sir, he seems to have a lot -

You always have a choice!

*His pede raises up, and slams down sharply onto Sentinel's stomach to knock the air from him, exasperating the Prime even more*

Pathetic weakling!

*Keeping his heel pressed down, he tapped his commbead*

[Private Commlink: Breakdown to: Megatron # tag(s): none]

Lord -

- snarled in rage, and aimed his shoulder cannon down at Sentinel*

You're just as bad as any of them!

*The weapon let out a high whine, before it fired a heavy laser bolt into the shield.*

BUT YOU WILLINGLY ANSWER TO THEM!

*Breakdown punched him again, shoving him hard into the scrap and toppling the whole thing backward, sending Sentinel down in a heap.*

YOU OBEY THEIR ORDERS! YOU CARRY OUT THEIR COMMANDS! YOU TAKE OTHERS - MY BRETHREN - BACK TO THEM TO BE TAKEN APART!

*He -

- his plating.*

Everyone in power has used someone to get there! And someone as arrogant as you? I know your type all too well. You used others as stepping stones to climb! And you know what I think? I think you -liked- it! As much as the Council does!

No? You so sure about that, Autobot?

*Breakdown grinned nastily, optic blazing bright purple, scope tightening to focus on Sentinel's battle mask. He laughed cruelly, shoving him back against the wall of scrap he had been hiding before, pushing him hard enough so that the scrap dug heavily into -

- Sentinel again, unleashing a barrage of punches and jabs, trying to get through the shield and cause as much damage as he could.*

- believe they can control.

And from what I've seen of you already? You are the -perfect- candidate. Naïve. Self-important. Blustering. Bumbling.

*He laughed coldly*

Look at you. You can't even control yourself when fighting an enemy! PATHETIC!!

*Without warning, he launched himself at -

- rewritten to fulfill the narcissistic needs of Autobot command?

*He grinned only more savagely, deciding to press on the nerve he had clearly struck earlier*

You say you're nothing like them. But the Council is predictable and abysmal in its judgment. They only promote those to power who they -

*Even with the mask, Sentinel's rage was obvious, and Breakdown grinned viciously in delight at what he was invoking in the Autobot*.

History? What good is it to claim history when your own Nova Magnus white washes it of 'inconvenient truths'? Billions of stellar cycles of history, erased, -

- there's already tried to slip out, while I'm standing here. Maybe see to them while I'm getting this one under.

*Breakdown softens at seeing his Conjunx, then smiles a bit as he moved to obey the orders, preparing to administer the anesthetic*

You get no argument from me, Doc. Lord Megatron didn’t seem to be in a particularly amicable mood, so I didn't ask questions.

*He pointed to Goofball*

That one -

- with hate and disgust for the Autobot before him*

Maybe I am a psycho. But at least I'm not a -fraud- like you are.

-as you! You don't think, you obey! You aren't curious, you're judgmental! You're told that anything not like you is evil, and you never question it!

*He shoved back hard, pushing Sentinel away from him and into the gravel, before standing to his full and considerable height. His optics burned -

YOU ARE EXACTLY LIKE THEM!

*Breakdown continued to wail blows down upon the shield, sparks and crackles of electric energy bursting out where each strike hit*

You can deny it all you want, but you Autobots are -all the same!- Especially those who have sold themselves to get to a rank as high-

Hahaha! Excellent, my lord. A perfect likeness.

- ourselves! We take what we want! We protect our own! Not leave them to be devoured by the enemy!

*He brought both arms down to punch at Sentinel again, hard and quick*

There's no place in our world for the likes of you, Autobot scum!!