Some out of the way and oppressed world. A city wall. We will rock you.

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The siege has worn the people down. Spirits in the city are low and grey despite the food that was recently brought by that pair of unlikely looking saviors. What could you really expect from some sort of giant metal creature, and a little elf thing with a face pierced by curving bits of jewelery that make civilized people shudder to look at them?

Still, the little one has shown remarkable skill in bullying the city guard into shape, and now she and her metal friend have them standing on the wall, her black hair blowing in the wind as she stamps on the metal one's shoulder and claps. Soon the entire city has stopped and is staring in wonder. The beat swells as the guardsmen join in, fearless and proud, throwing a challenge to the beings who've held them locked within these walls for so many years.

And then Mornbein starts to sing, her voice a carrying roar that soon finds echo from the throats of the massive guardsmen all around her.

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*Towby stands there face impassive as she adds her voice to the song; following Mornbein's lead*

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They go through it twice, the roar growing louder as the enemy stares up at them with confusion. Then Mornbein taps morse on Towby's helm.

USE LITTLE GUN, she tells her friend. SHOOT BIG TENT.

[towby.livejournal.com]

*Towby nods and does so. With some eagerness too*

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Mornbein smirks as the tent explodes into flames, then whoops and bursts into laughter. As the Odrani guards start but cling doggedly to the song she lifts a fist in the air and pumps it, shouting in her clear voice, "Run while you can, you fraggin' losers! There's plenty more where that came from!"

Panic and confusion reign in the Ilfish camp, but even as the rank and file shout and run the leaders are activating the robot war machines that they brought to this primitive world and have used to wipe most of the natives off of it.

Mornbein's laughter grows, and she gives a shrill, derisive shriek, then looks up at Towby. "Feel like whackin' tinnies?"

[towby.livejournal.com]

*Towby smirks* Yes run little squishies; Run! *she calls out in a kind of sadistic amusement*

*she watches in amusement as they acivate their robot war machines* Bah pathetic... those things probably wouldn't even dent my armour.

*Towby looks down and smirks* Hell yeah!

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"No squishy mashin'," Mornbein calls back in simple Cybertronian.

Other than that, Towby is free to party.

[towby.livejournal.com]

Spoilsport *Towby yells back without too much heat...obviously she's not that fussed but running around like a loon towards where the boats are docked has gotta be a rather scary sight* Geronimo!

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"Jes' leave 'em enough ta git their slaggin' $#%$#@s outta here in!" A whoop heralds a mighty explosion among the war machine ranks.

[towby.livejournal.com]

*Towby squees as she jumps in the water and starts to pull boats this way and that deliberately not breaking them but giving the sailors a hard time* I got it *she yells back allowing her enemy onto the boats whilst she teases and taunts; flaunting her superiority*

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Missile launchers are suddenly exploding like firecrackers back behind her, some complete with flying sparks and 'weeeew' sounds. And one of the ship captains panics as he sees her coming. Before she can reach his vessel it abruptly transforms and flies away.

This catches Mornbein's attention, and she pauses in the midst of her mayhem, which the Odrani guardsmen have started joining, to look and listen to the ships.

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Mornbein's rage has passed, and the face that she turns up to her friend is lined with sorrow that seems too old for one so young and carefree. "Stay with 'em while I go find somethin', will ya? They... don't know who or what they are, so be gentle."

[towby.livejournal.com]

*Towby nodds her water wings twitching* I will. *she's uncomfortable about all this.*

*Towby heads over to the cybertronian slaves and sits down carefully next to them*

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Mornbein watches her, and then whistles up a portal and steps through and away.

The Head of the Odrani Guard watches this, then walks over to where Towby sits, his expression concerned and worried. "Why did she go?"

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*Towby's engine's humming a low note intended as reasurance to those of her own kind around her. She looks down at the guard* She's retrieving something to help me and mine. *she replies* Do not worry she shall return shortly.

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At her words he looks at the silent ships. "These are people like you?"

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The Odrani can't see it, but Mornbein herself is glowing now, her body and clothes seeming like a frail veil for the power within. As the ships transform slowly into mech mode and stare around with wondering red or blue optics she talks to them in a language older than humanity, a soft, rippling series of words that sounds nearly like their own spark songs. And one by one they hear her and respond, walking unsteadily over to sit or hunker down and listen.

[towby.livejournal.com]

*Towby wanders just a little closer; she watches and listens her wings twitching as she does so. She smiles somewhat as they transform relieved and happy*

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Mornbein's pale face shows sadness as she falls silent at last and just looks up at the beings around her, seeing their intent, childlike expressions. Shaking her head slightly, she reaches out and pats the nearest one on the knee, seeming to shrink back into herself as she does.

So it's just normal little scruffy Mornbein who looks up at Towby with her slight scowl.

[towby.livejournal.com]

*Towby flicks her wings as she walks over to Mornbein* You alright? *she asks as Mornbein scowls at her*

*Towby spares a glance around her wondering what the hell they were going to do with them now*

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"Peachy." Her scowl deepens slightly. "Don't suppose ya recognize any 'a these guys?"

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"Maybe sometime," says Mornbein distractedly. "Ariel's supposedta be Orion's girlfriend. There's Diode... Runamuck... but no Runabout... they separated twins? Fraggin'...."

[towby.livejournal.com]

*Towby just shrugs* Oh okay. *Towby just frowns confused but allows Mornbein to continue*

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"Anyway. You remember that pocket dimension with the white beaches 'n the palm trees? Think it'd make a decent place t' bring this bunch?"

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Yeah I think I do. *Towby paused for a moment then nodded* Yeah it'd be as good a place as any. Besides these guys have a lot to learn and I'm not a terrific teacher.

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"Don't ditch on me now, bastich. We're stuck playin' momma till I kin find somebody ta pawn 'em off on." Mornbein glances at the Captain of the guard and decides to just take off mysteriously instead of saying good bye. "Herd 'em all this way."

She whistles her three notes and watches as the black-edged portal forms.