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Post by Jazzman Crothers on Feb 9, 2014 22:09:23 GMT -5
3 days after the personal trails that each student endured, Alpha Trion told them they were abandoning camp and moving else where. One of the reasons for his action was to make sure that the Quintessons would not find them. And the second was they were to meet other freed slaves like them.
Alpha Trion lead them through a valley of metal formations until they reached their destination. Within the valley they came upon a small community, a village like gathering that went by the name of Shalgard. Within the village the robots that lived there made due with what they had. Through the village there were blacksmiths that constructed weapons, guards and other warriors, engineers working on ships and other vehicles and most importantly, harvesters were working on producing energon for all to survive.
The Blademasters in training were greeted with much excitement and respect. They quickly made friends and were told many tales about how Alpha Trion and Hawk had saved them time after time from the Quintessons. Shalgard was the safe haven where all could come and live in peace.
After some weeks had past and much more training, the students began to feel more and more confident in their abilities. Today Hawk had taken the students some miles away from Shalgard to practice some sparring with their weapons. After some long hours the students were winding down on their practicing while some still fought each other. Hawk looked on at his peers with a satisfied feeling. "You did well today my fellow Blademasters. You still have some steps to take but today, even I was almost afraid of sparring with you."
Hardclaw laughed along with Hawk. "Surely you jest Hawk! You bested all of us at one point during combat."
"Indeed, fore I was afraid I would strike one of you down by mistake of course!"
Laughter was heard all around as all made light of the final hours of the cycle. Scarlett, in a combat stance against Litos smiled his way as she shook her head at all the jokes. "Listen to us. Only weeks ago we struggled during training, months ago we all faced death. Now here we are living our second chance. Free with names. Even I haven't felt any anger for some time. Of course we have to face reality, but isn't it nice to make a memory that isn't full with pain and dread? Too not all of us can feel this way."
Scarlett meant Guren, who had been sulking and brooding for days since the personal trails had ended. Guren had not spoke about what had happened to him but rumours had it he had failed terribly.
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Post by Onix Solo on Feb 10, 2014 8:30:07 GMT -5
Taran swung his chained-axe around with terrible speed, striking an invisible target as he practiced his stances and technique. He listened to the idle conversation to his side. Taran was never that social, but he became continually more distant and quiet, "There is nothing to say until the quintessons lie dead." As he practiced, he paused momentarily when Scarlett said she had not felt anger, then kept practicing, "anger is often all I can feel."
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Post by Hoist on Feb 20, 2014 7:28:02 GMT -5
Scarlett was right, It did feel good to be free, but deep down Litos knew they still had a purpose that had to be fulfilled. For him it partly felt a shame, with the other bots in the community - all working together; being a part as one. Litos suddenly felt as if he was home and wish he didn't had to leave, but knew they must soon. Their destiny, especially his; with their masters and former captors had only just begun. It would be just so much easier to stay and not fight, defend should the worst come to the worst, but if Litos learned anything during his training; it was that sometimes you need to make a stand. Especially for these hard working bots in the village.
"Just don't forget our purpose Scarlett", reminded Litos, "Why we are here in the first place and look around. The other bots and mechs that live here might seem idyllic, but it's for the likes of those that we strive to protect - and fight for. Lest we forget the slaves that didn't escape, or even make it out alive." His tone was warm but sincere, it struck him that when he did have to leave he had his own community right here; with his fellow former slaves and would live, fight and die beside them in a silent oath he pledged to himself.
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Post by Jazzman Crothers on Mar 21, 2014 11:11:08 GMT -5
Litos then something strike his shoulder from behind. It was a small, metallic piece of scrap, no more bigger then his thumb that had hit him. It had been tossed by Guren, who stood there mad as could be. "Who gives a blasted damn about the slaves! There weak, clearly we were chosen because we are strong!"
Hawk looked over at the commotion Guren was starting. His expression became concerned but for now he watched as the young students vented his anger. Hardclaw who was standing close by commented, "For days now he has been brooding. Word is he failed Alpha Trion's test. He has yet to speak to me about it. Clearly his performance was poor and he knows it, for it would not tear at his spark as it does."
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Post by Hoist on Mar 21, 2014 13:04:10 GMT -5
"Such arrogance? We were once those slaves - That's why.", reminded Litos arms crossed. "Have you learned nothing yet?. We were weak, en-shackled, we were them same as them - and that's WHY we owe to to them. It's why YOU owe it to them. What price would YOU pay for freedom? If you still don't 'get it" then you're free to walk back out there, but I guarantee, eventually you will get captured again.."
Litos was calm but reasonable, he had never really seen himself as a teacher of ways, but the lessons of Alpha Trion had clearly rubbed off on him. "C'mon! Have a bit of respect, have some dignity. If you can't believe in yourself - how can you expect anyone else too?"
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Post by Jazzman Crothers on Mar 21, 2014 13:35:22 GMT -5
"I have self-respect!" Proclaimed Guren. He then began to walk swiftly towards Litos with his weapon drawn high. "Take that back or I swear, I'll make you regret it!"
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Post by Hoist on Mar 22, 2014 10:58:38 GMT -5
"If you had any self respect you won't be raising that weapon at me.. Go ahead,", Litos stiffened up. "Strike me if makes you feel better, but we're meant to be fighting those that enslaved us - and others like us! Not each other" warned the bot.
"So I'm gonna say this once.. STAND DOWN!" Litos waited to see what Guren would do, at this point however it seemed no matter what Litos said, Guren was determined to get something off his chest.
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Post by Jazzman Crothers on Mar 22, 2014 15:39:18 GMT -5
Guren showed no sign of backing down. He ran at Litos and with a swift jump and flip, he was other his head and landed behind him. Guren then drew his sword and held it in a fighting position with both hands. "I'm warning you!"
Scarlett then ran inbetween both robots. "Stop this maddness Guren! This outburst is uncalled for. Just because you failed in the trails it doesn't give you any right to take your anger out on others."
"Don't say that!" Guren then kicked Scarlett in the knee, making her fall to the ground. He then raised his blade up to bring it down as if to strike at the more then ready Litos when another blade hit Guren's owb with such force that it flew from his hands. Guren turned to see who had done this and saw Hawk standing there.
The senior Blademaster spoke. "Stand down Guren. Your behaviour will not be tolerated, you must learn to overcome your short comings. Your comrades speak the truth."
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Post by Hoist on Mar 23, 2014 9:31:13 GMT -5
Litos went to help Scarlett up "Are you alright?", asked the bot and began to pick Scarlett up from underneath the arms to help her up. the bot.
Had the other mechs not stepped in Litos would've handled Guren, but not forcefully, merely sided-steppping and lightly pushing him back/down to the ground. If he didn't back down now the other mechs not might handle him so sensitively.
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Post by Neo Calrissian on Mar 24, 2014 16:56:26 GMT -5
Neoptolemus had watched the entire scuffle unfold from afar, unsuited to wading into conflict as he was. He had flourished over the last few weeks; with his conviction restored, his strength was coming to him in leaps and bounds, and he felt more motivated than he had in years, training his body and his fighting skills as well as his mind. He grabbed hold of all of the reading material he could, and still took time to look up at the stars from time to time: but mostly, his concern was for his fellow bots, in particular young Guren, who, having started so enthusiastically, was now marred by his own failure. It broke his spark to see his friend so full of rage and cynicism, and as Litos helped Scarlett to her feet, he closed in, tossing the staff he carried with him to one side and hunkering down next to the young bot, who lay prone. He nodded across to Litos, impressing his motives on his friend, and placed a hand on the Guren's shoulder, gentle, but firm. "We should talk. Or rather, you should talk, and I should listen. Because this is not you, sparkling. Where can we go that we will not be disturbed?"
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Post by Jazzman Crothers on Mar 25, 2014 0:39:05 GMT -5
"Of course I'm all right!" Shout Scarlett as she almost pushed Litos away from her. She was about to square up against Guren if Litos hadn't held her back and kept her quiet. Guren looked at Hawk and then Neoptolemus. "To the void both of you! What would you two know anyhow? I don't need your help, I was about to escape the slave camp myself before..."
Over the heads of all, the sound of several space ships were heard off in the distance. Then one by one, they shot over the heads of the students, heading for Shalgard. The design of each ship were the same and the young Blademasters knew what they were; Guardian robots.
At the speed the Guardian ships were moving they would cover the distance between the Blademasters and Shalgard within astro-seconds. But before the small group of ships reached the small town, they began to open fire on the citizens below.
ooc: Think of Omega Supreme's alternate mode in War for Cybertron for the Guardian's ship mode, not just a rocket.
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Post by Onix Solo on Apr 5, 2014 10:17:14 GMT -5
Taran paid no mind to the ruckus between his comrades, and had kept on practicing techniques until the Guardians flew over them and began laying waste in the distance. He ran over to a piece of large scrap they were next to and leaped up on it to get a better view. He yelled down to his comrades from above, without turning form the scene.
"The Guardians fire into the streets of Shalgrad!"
He turned and leaped down, back to his team
"How do we respond?"
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Post by Hoist on Apr 7, 2014 8:56:33 GMT -5
"Get down!", cried Litos and pushed Scarlett to the ground to avoid the hail of fire, whether she liked it or not. "I'm - I'm sorry, I just didn't want you to get hurt, and before you say it, I know you can take care of yourself!" The bot rolled over and dusted himself off and looked around to make sure everyone else was alright.
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Post by Onix Solo on Apr 7, 2014 17:36:54 GMT -5
OOC: Hoist, I believe they flew past us and are firing at the ground in the distance.
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Post by Jazzman Crothers on Apr 8, 2014 12:13:44 GMT -5
OOC: Hoist, I believe they flew past us and are firing at the ground in the distance. ooc: Correct. Hawk looked on in horror as the bulky ships rained firepower down on the village. "Blademasters! The time to react is now! Quickly, transform and head to Shalgard. We must do what we can for our fellow Cybertronians!" Hawk leapt to the air and transformed into his jet mode, leading the way for the others to follow him. Hardclaw and Guren transformed into their land vehicles. Guren seemed to have forgotten about the conflict he began as he quickly realized things were now far worse. Still, he had his doubts about himself and his inner anger wasn't far away. Hardclaw drove up to Taran. "I can carry you Taran faster then your alternate mode can take you." Scarlett got up after Litos had reacted to the violent Guardian attack. "Come Litos, I need not your protection. Save for the sparks that need it!" She then transformed into her cybercar mode and took off for the village.
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