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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"I have a symbiont." Hardwired to her processor and bonded to her spark.

"Alright." Hormah straightens and opens out her chest cannon. "Stand clear."

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"Much as Demolishor gets possessive, i don't think that technically counts."

The zambonis back up, watching expectantly. Is something cool gonna happen?

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Blackout shrugs.

And Hormah slags the sandpile into a little glass mountain and chortles with glee. "Jes' let it cool."

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"What the heck's a sim-bi-aunt, anyway?"

"Eee!" And the zambonis cheer at such a neat trick.

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"Our processors are linked. We can hear the others' thoughts and feelings."

And now Hormah's blowing with her exhausts, trying to cool her mountain off so that it can be played with by zambonis faster.

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"That's...actually kinda creepy." Snowcat scratches his head.

The zambonis copy her, blowing blasts of cool air and little squirts of water.

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"It's useful." She watches Hormah pick up the mountain and dump out the sand inside it, then set it over one of her small playmates.

It's still pretty warm in there, but not dangerously so.

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The zamboni squeaks and waves to its brothers outside. What is this strange prison? :O

"But it's all attached to your spark and stuff. Why have it?"

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Blackout frowns and rumbles. "I never said anything about my spark."

"Attack!" orders Hormah, pointing to the mountain. "Get him outta there, b'ys!"

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"Then what's it bonded to, your aft-end?"

"Attaaaaaaack!" And the zambonis charge the glass, ramming it hard and making the one inside squeak in mock fear.

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"Our processors are hard wired." She rolls her optics, not even realizing that the short guy isn't that far off and that she and Scorponok are spark bonded as well.

"Ye kin do some better'n that, me son." Hormah shakes her head, and then puts a hand down to the nearest zamboni. A short burst of energy shoots from her finger tips, and the little mech suddenly has a very temporary but very effective weapons upgrade.

"What...?" Blackout blinks and stares, one of her own guns half open.

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The zamboni pauses for a moment. Then one gun wiggles ever so slightly and it makes a very, very happy little noise. "Oooooh..."

The other zamobonis back away and Snowcat stares in confusion as Five flicks its missile launchers up, aims at the glass mountain. "Boom!" it cries, and fires with all the power its little body has.

The mountain explodes.

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"...The frelling slag????" finishes Blackout with shock.

Hormah's laughing, totally pleased by the destruction and never thinking to check the little guy that had been inside the mountain for damage.

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The zambonis, for some reason, have their own built-in nonviolence field and the one inside is left unharmed. In fact, he's already nudging her for his own share of power. "My turn, my turn!"

Snowcat's making with the O_o. "They, ah...they weren't doing that before."

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Hormah obliges, and this time both older Decepticons see the energy arch from her finger tips.

Blackout rumbles and goes to one knee to look more closely, her face drawing up into a curious scowl.

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Happy zamboni squeaks, and they immediately go and test their new weaponry by...firing on Blackout.

"Boom! Boom!"

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She turns her head and gives Snowcat the one eyebrow lifted look.

And Hormah charges the last zamboni.

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They keep firing before turning their attention to any resident scenery, cackling like mad. Their aim is horrible.

"No, no!" Snowcat yelled, flicking his missile launchers up next to his head. "Like this!"

And a nearby rock exploded into gravel and ice.

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Blackout's just going to sit and watch this, absently rubbing her leg where the little guys managed to knock off a wield scab and cause an itch.

Hormah's still chuckling. This is great.

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With all the giggling and cackling and rampant shooting of things it's almost hard to tell the parent from the children.

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Moments pass as Blackout watches the mayhem with mild interest and her minion with sharper interest, and then the charge that Hormah imparted wears off.

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The zambonis sigh disappointedly as the charge wears off and Snowcat lets his launchers fall back again. "Heh. Guess the stupid little squeakers do take after me."

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"You think?" says Blackout, then looks at Hormah. "What was that?"

"Dunno." The younger femme shrugs and grins.

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"Again, do it again!" And Hormah is mobbed by zambonis.

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Blackout frowns at them and rumbles, then holds out a hand to her minion, who cracks a grin and gives her a zap too.

The big femme makes a small sound of surprise as she feels the charge shoot through her and parts of her body shifting, and then she's suddenly bristling with weapons. They're the same ones that she's always had... they're just bigger.

She stands and aims at the ground, then grins and fires.

And everyone suddenly finds themselves falling down into the bottom of a slightly molten crater. A very large one.