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Flashes cont: Cht 4 FogThe fog of war influenced each of the Autobots differently, but none were immune to its creeping, devastating force. After eons of looking over one's shoulder, wondering if the next battle would be one's last, watching friends and fellow soldiers falling all around you, that fog closed in and could become overwhelming. As the leaders of Prime's forces, it was Prowl and Jazz who helped ensure the crew was of sound body and processor. Each had his own way of helping, and between the two of them everybot stayed as sane as could be expected.Flashes cont: Cht 4 Fog
Jazz acted as the unofficial morale officer, always flashing a contagious grin and playing hi
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Flashes Cont: Cht 3 TreatIt was always such a treat to spend time in the Decepticon brig, Jazz thought bitterly. This is not what I was thinkin' when I told Ratch I needed a vacation! At least I've got company this time. But poor Prowler just isn't up to much talkin' right yet.Flashes Cont: Cht 3 Treat
Technically, Prowl hadn't come online again since the initial ambush inside the Decepticon base, so his being chatty (which he was no Bluestreak even on the best of days) was the least of concerns to Jazz right now. But focusing on Prowl kept his processor off of less pleasant thoughts about his own injuries or what was going to happen next.
"Well, at least it looks l
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Flashes cont: Cht 2 GraveyardProwl did some of his best tactical planning while sitting in a graveyard.Flashes cont: Cht 2 Graveyard
In a way he had done the same while still on Cybertron. Planning battles was his life and core programming, and what better place to do it than on recent battlefields, often still covered with the deactivated shells of friends and foes. Others thought he was unfeeling to be able to walk with seeming disinterest through the dead. But for Prowl it was a reminder of what he was fighting for, feeling the pain of loss for each and every fallen Autobot, and some measure of pity for the fallen Decepticons. They were all Cybertronians, all fighting for a better f
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Flashes of Black and White: 13Thirteen seconds. That was all it took for a plan to go totally to the pit. One moment he, Prowl and Mirage were quietly infiltrating the Decepticon base and then the alarms blared all around them. Pounding boots, blazing weapons and screamed curses overwhelmed his finely tuned sensor array. He dampened it all down, trying to avoid the crash of his whole sensor net. A whimper of pain escaped his lips, and suddenly a calming hand touched his arm. He couldn't hear the words, but the concern blazed forth from startlingly blue eyes.Flashes of Black and White: 13
"I'm ok, Prowler," he replied, in spite of the reality that none of them were really ok at
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Ironhide did not like meeting new people. It had become apparent, however, that he would be left with very little choice on the matter. The large mech gave the data pad he was carrying a look of disgust as he continued his solo march up to the simple buildings before him. The data pad were his orders, handed straight down from the Prime himself. Normally, such a circumstance would be an honor had he not known Optimus since before he became Prime. No, now it was just flat out annoying and he’d made sure to tell his superior that in no subtle terms. Ir
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"I said I wanted forever, Ironhide, not for you to take forever!" Chromia in 'What Time We Have Left' by Hearts of Eternity on fanfiction.net (ThornQueen on dA)
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"There will come a time when you believe everything is finished. That will be the beginning."— Louis L’Amour
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Ironhide: The Only Natural Disaster!!
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"I said I wanted forever, Ironhide, not for you to take forever!" Chromia in 'What Time We Have Left' by Hearts of Eternity on fanfiction.net (ThornQueen on dA)
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"Commit the oldest sins the newest kinds of ways," -William Shakespeare
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"There will come a time when you believe everything is finished. That will be the beginning."— Louis L’Amour
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Ironhide: The Only Natural Disaster!!
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