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Post by Starscream on Jun 22, 2009 10:39:08 GMT -5
As Silentstrike fell to the ground, Len decided that it was her point to stop. Sitting again, now indian style, she watched as the two concluded their match. However, she never expected Silent to attack head on for a short revenge of his mask. Watching the headbutt collide, she couldn't help but immediately cover her gasping mouth with both hands. From shock and hilarity, she was curious of just what Nephthys was going to do. It had caused him only minimum damage, and when Silentrike explained why he did such, Len could only giggle more. She only hoped that dragon would see the lighter side of it, and keep her mute friend alive another day.
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Post by Spiritimus Prime on Jun 22, 2009 19:29:52 GMT -5
Nephthys only shook his head to clear the dizziness that started to settle in. He was quick to recover and he acted like the headbutt had done little damage to him at all. Why, oh why, must some people be so resistant and not see the point he was making? "An interesting sneak attack, my friend," he commented. "But can you take another hit somewhere else?" In a matter of seconds, before anyone could even predict what the large dragon was going to do or how he would react to being attacked after giving Silentstrike a chance to back away, Nephthys bladed tail lashed out again and lightly cut across the smaller mech's abdomen, spilling only a small portion of his Energon. He transformed to his dragon mode and leapt into the air, landing on Silentstrike and pinning him to the ground to prevent him from escaping. His front legs grabbed hold of his arms while his back legs held down Silentstrike's legs. Swinging down his head, Nephthys then prepared to go for the killing blow where all Transformers had a vulnerable part on their body: their neck. However, much to Silentstrike's and Len's surprise, Nephthys has stopped just a mere human millimetre from the smaller mech's exposed throat. His jaws were still open wide and his blood red optics were completely focused on his target and the surprised look on Silentstrike's face. "Surprised?" he asked. "It would seem that you need to be more careful on who you are dealing with. You're lucky that I'm no Sparkless killer or monster, unlike some people who think that I am." His optics shifted over to Len and then back onto Silentstrike. "Now we are even. You had me on the ropes and got your revenge and now I got mine. Simple as that." Nephthys Prime removed himself from pinning down Silentstrike and backed away, allowing him to get back onto his feet. He gazed down at the mask that been knocked out Silentstrike's hand when he had knocked him over. He transformed to his robot mode, picked up the mask and handed it back to Silentstrike. "Your mask can be repaired if you put your mind to it," he said unexpectedly. "No hard feelings I hope? You did have me worried during that headbutt session and I'm quite impressed with the way you fought. A little more practise and you could have Starscream on the run."
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Post by cypher on Jun 23, 2009 6:59:27 GMT -5
Silentstrike looked down at his mask. he was trying figure out if all was even, but looking at nepthys he figured it was probaly best to just drop it. he continued to stare at the mask, fixing it was easy "mm'm mmmm mmmm mmmmmmm mmmm mmm mmm mmmm mmmmmm mmmmm" [its just damn annoying with all the small fiderly parts] and it'll never fit straight again, he moaned. [sigh] "mm mmmm m mmmmm mm mmmmmmm" [of well i guess it heppens] he turned to Nepthys fully {no hard feelings as long as you have none towards me.} he wiped the energon from his chest {it was a fun battle, i can't wait for more. oh and despite the way i act or look i'm really not as young as you seem to think i am. nor so inexperienced...} though he looked away a little embarresed {...just a little out of practice} he lifted his shoulders and smiled slightly
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Post by Starscream on Jun 23, 2009 22:38:32 GMT -5
As the battle finally concluded to its' wits, Len couldn't help but stand and dust small moon bits from her black slacks. As such was done, she walked up to the two, hands on her hips and gray eyes staring of what was to happen next. "Well...hope I was of use as you expected me to be..." her eyes soloemly gazed at Nephthys, then back to Silent. "Why don't you two go refresh yourselves with a cube. I'm sure Megs' is off doing business of his own. The extra dose will probably help you in the next battle aswell. Something tells me Faye will be reporting shortly."
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Post by cypher on Jun 24, 2009 1:37:10 GMT -5
Silentstrike nodded. he needed to fix a few things up anyway. he turned to Nepthys. "mmm mmmmmm?" [you coming?] he gestured before starting to make a move
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Post by Spiritimus Prime on Jun 24, 2009 1:56:38 GMT -5
Nepthys was quick to hide a smile that had threatened to tug at the corner of his mask. He hadn't smiled since the day he was brought into this world and had followed the United Heroes to Earth. Somehow, it felt wrong to show such emotions, even admitting that he was wrong was also against his nature. "You'd be surprised," he said to Silentstrike, "at how old I am." When he said nothing more to the smaller mech, he turned to regard the human that had only partly proven her usefulness to him. If she could keep it up, maybe he might have a change of heart about 'some' humans, although he doubted that would ever happen. "Perhaps you did," he said, "but that doesn't mean that I'm becoming soft towards you. I have my reasons for disliking your species. While you are interesting and useful, you are primitive when it comes to technology, as well as a little naive. Perhaps someday I might change my mind if you keep on proving yourself to me. I always do enjoy impressions." The large mech glanced over at Silentstrike and could only nod. He was no longer in the mood for anymore discussions. He winced a little as the left head on his left shoulder winced in pain from the attack that Silentstrike had done. He tried to cover it, but he failed. Oh well, once he had taken care of his energy reserves, he would be quick to repair his injuries as soon as possible. If it was ignored for too long, he could consider himself in stasis lock within a matter of hours. Slowly, Nepthys Prime followed after Silentstrike. However, he was quick to stop and glance over his shoulder at the human that had only started to prove herself worthy of an ally to him. "What is your name, human? I must remember it if you are going to become worthy enough. Names, to me, are meant to be given as a sign of respect. If you're lucky, I may start calling you by it."
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Post by Starscream on Jun 24, 2009 12:11:59 GMT -5
Len simply nodded with a small smirk as Nephthys addressed her as such, starting to prove herself to him, but only stared at him in shock when he questioned her name. "Its' Len." Watching the two dismiss themselves back to the base, Len stayed a good ten-mech-steps away before starting her own way back, in search of Starscream or Zypher.
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Post by cypher on Jun 24, 2009 15:37:09 GMT -5
Silentstrike watched Nepthys from the corner of his optic. He calculated his worth to the decepticons and whether he would be a problem. He figured he would be fine for now, he was working for the decepticons; he wondered what he do after he complete whatever task he was performing. But as long as he was no real threat to the deceptions he was ok with him. He smiled chuckling slightly “mmm mmmmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm. Mmm’mm mmmmm mmm mmmmmm mmm m mmm” [how could not know the name. you’ve known her longer then I have]it was kinda of fun to know the name of the enemy you would destroy.
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Post by Spiritimus Prime on Jun 25, 2009 6:23:00 GMT -5
Nephthys didn't twitch or even move a single muscle cable for a moment as he nodded only once to Len and then glanced at Silentstrike before he began to move away, not even bothering to glance over his shoulder to see if any of them were following, even as he walked past Silentstrike as he spoke. "I never asked," he answered. "I heard but did not not know whom it belonged to. I never speak a name unless the owner has earned my respect. You, Silentstrike, Spiritimus, and Megatron are the few that have. If the human continues to prove herself to me that she is not as worthless as the actual human species is, then I might reconsider my thoughts towards them. Worthless they are, the normal ones, but useful the experimental types such as Faye." He shifted his gaze towards the other mech as he finally glanced over his shoulder, his blood red optics forming into a slight frown as he spoke again, "Words do not meet my needs, only action. I have seen Megatron in action before. He and I fought when we first met and he was one of the few that was able to beat me. I have met no other worthy opponent other than Spiritimus or you, Silentstrike." Without bothering to see if Silentstrike was following, Nephthys Prime turned and walked away, his tail dragging across the ground without much effort. The extra heads hissed and spat as if they were arguing in their specific language only Nephthys himself could understand. Fortunately, he never paid any heed to it anyway.
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Post by cypher on Jun 25, 2009 7:32:02 GMT -5
"mmm mmm m mmmm mmmmmmm" [well don't i feel honored] which he meant. he kept walking back to the base, humming to himself
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