ANH. Imperial Shuttle near Imperial Blockade. Out of the frying pan . . .

[astrotechmech]

Random paces up and down the small "corridor" behind the pilots' chairs. It isn't enough that they're using probably very-much-illegally-bought Imperial codes to sneak past the Imperial blockade led by Nemesis Prime's imposing vessel and onto the forested moon holding the shield generator for Unicron's two bodies using Random's ship-clearing formula. But they're also doing it in a ship that he's fixed before while in Imperial service. Not the one he used to get his formula written, but it was still unnerving to be in a ship whose weak points you're all too familiar with.

Especially if you know where the Imperials need to hit in order to instantly blow it up.

All he needs to complete this nightmare is for his old Imperial CO to pop out of one of the shuttle's compartments.

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[astrotechmech]

Random is already struggling with all of the movement. The resumption of the pain muting helps for a few moments, but when Jetfire stops and falls, that's when Random's systems have decided they've had enough.

The blackness takes Random even before he's set down on the ground.

He did try to warn you, Jetfire.

[random_xtras]

There's a moment of startled silence as the echoes die down. And then.

"Oh great, Jetfire. What the *beeeeeep* did you do to Random?"

"I ...what? OW! Stop hittin' me!"

"Both of you just STOPPIT!"

"Awk. Princess, you made Kia yell!"

"I made???? Wait... now how could Random have purged that far?"

"Wait, what? Ewwww. OW! Murphy, what the slag? Quit kickin' my ankle!"

More fussing follows, and then the poor hurt astrotech is gently lifted by a careful Panda, and carried back to the Minicon village.