Nexus. Over there somewhere. Quiet time.

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Blackout scratches at a nearly healed wield, then blinks at Scorponok where he's passed out cold in a crack in her armor before making a sound of content boredom and looking over at the sand pile that Hormah's vanished into. There's absolutely nothing going on, nothing to destroy anywhere near (or that she feels like destroying, anyway), but the big femme's happy to just sit and watch the nothing happen for now.

The sandpile spouts slightly and then beeps before falling silent, and she cocks an optic at it and snorts before leaning back and looking at the sky.

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Blackout turns her head as her sensors pick up on them, one hand going up to absently grab Scorponok and stuff him into a storage compartment. But the little things don't seem to be any threat, and the sun feels good against her paint, so she settles back again and watches the now totally motionless sand pile herself. Shes' already seen her young minion stay hidden for over a day while hunting; she's curious to see how long the rookie will last this time.

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The little things, labeled Three, Six, and Five, begin slowly creeping up on the sand pile. They don't even acknowledge Blackout's presence.

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She watches with a lazy optic, absently scanning to see if there's anything else in the vicinity.

And Hormah has sensed the stalkers somehow and gone totally silent.

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...what is this? The prey has vanished!

The zambonis spread out, rolling around and giggling secretively to themselves as they explore. One of htem runs right over Hormah's hiding spot.

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And he... just vanishes.

Blackout sits up with a frown. "Hormah, put it back."

Grumbled Minicon comes back at her as the little creature pops out of the sand. It's fluent, but not overly offensive. The sort of thing a rookie's safe to say to a slightly lenient superior.

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"Eeeek!" The zamboni's little wheels flail as it somehow comes up upside down. "Help!"

The others quickly race to his aid, helping to push their brother over before rolling over and over the sand. "Attack!" they cry.

Even if they're not sure what they're actually attacking.

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Blackout watches as the sand shifts slightly and then settles, and is unsurprised when a red finger comes out and pokes the little thing marked Three in the backside.

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Another muffled shriek and Three jumps half his height in the frenzy to get away. How a zamboni jumps, we are not sure.

"Found it!" cries Five, looming over the site of the finger.

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...Which withdraws and then pokes him in the belly.

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Ack! Three little sets of missile launchers are firmly pointed at the ground and they carefully surround the patch of sand.

"C'mout with y'hands up!" squeaks Three.

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Something down there beeps with amusement and the sand shifts again, rising up this time and getting steadier. And engine revves very softly.

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The zambonis back cautiously away, waiting for their prey to make an appearence. "Issa Mini-Con," one of them whispers and the others nod their front ends quietly.

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Blackout contains her amusement as she thinks what they might say when they see what's really under that sand.

The sand, for its part, gives a quiet snigger and then falls silent again.

But is that the 'Jaws' theme playing somewhere?

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The zamboni trio giggle for a moment before they begin spinning their wheels quickly, throwing up sand and digging down to whatever might be below.

It'll be a nightmare to clean out of their undercarriages, of course, but they don't really seem to care.

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And then the sand explodes upward, hands grasping the little mechs as a sixteen foot tall femme of peculiar make straightens with a triumphant whistle and a whoop. "Got you!"

Blackout grumbles at being showered with sand, but is still busy doing nothing.

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Eeeek!" The zambonis scramble back, with their one free member revving backwards until he's out of the sand. "Big Mini-Con," he says with awe. The other two struggle, flailing with their little missile launchers. "Leggo!"

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The femme gives a saucy whistle. "Who's gonna...."

She stops and glances at her boss, then sets them down quickly. "Right. Put it back."

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It may be a bit too late to put them back--the free zamboni has started knawing on her leg. We're still not sure how.

The other two, once released, also begin to attack. "Get the Mini-Con!"

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"By t' t'underin'...." She trails off and looks to Blackout, who only chuckles. "Ye dirty lil' ##$%#$%#$!"

The guy on her leg is pulled away, then dropped into the hole that she just jumped out of, and then she goes for his brothers.

Gotta catch 'em all!

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Three squeaks and attempts to clamber back out of the hole. With nothing but wheels, it's very difficult. Still, the attacks of his brethren do not waver.

And if Blackout's paying attention, something short and Decepticony's just rolled into the general area.

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She is, and she watches this warily, comming Hormah to put the little things down and fall back. The rookie brushes another of them toward the hole and then obeys, standing at the larger femme's shoulder and watching the incomer with curious yellow optics.

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The new arrival looks something like the vehicle on the right. (http://transformers.wikia.com/wiki/Image:Energon_Snowcat_toy.jpg) His lights blink for a moment and he surveys the area boredly. "What the heck?"

The remaining zamboni immediately spits Hormah out and turns to the ATV with delight. "Da! Gotta Mini-Con!" Inside the hole the other two start scrambling around happily and trying to poke their heads up.

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Blackout notes the commotion as she sits up straight and lazily pulls up a knee. "These yours?"

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"Wish they weren't." The Decepticon rocks back and transforms into the robot seen on the left of the aforementioned picture. He cackles loudly at his own wit almost going into a yodel. "Who the heck are you guys?"

The zambonis, now confident that their da will capture the Mini-Con, start helping each other out of the pit.

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Blackout looks at the little things and reserves judgment. After all, Scorponok didn't look that dangerous as a chibi, and he could still do considerable damage.

Then she straightens to her full 48 foot height and looks down at the newcomer as she absently shakes sand out of her armor. "I'm Blackout. This is Hormah. Who're you?"

Hormah looks a little funny guarding her boss's back... when she wouldn't even be able to touch it.