[ti]Ep 3[/ti]Back in business
Jan 6, 2022 5:35:21 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jan 6, 2022 5:35:21 GMT -5
Week 2 day 5
The Nevada desert, vast almost empty space full of sand and sandstone. Bladewing had come to hate sand almost as much as Blue. It had a knack for going into every single crevice and joint especially when Bladewing had to dig, making his fingers feel stiff. But unfortunately survival was currently sitting lonely at the top of their to do list. At least they'd been able to dig up some energon crystals either buried under sand or by sneaking around in abandoned mines. Those deposits seemed to hold no worth to the factions as they were too small to justify the effort - barely enough to keep a mech and their minicon alive.
While Bladewing had been busy scavenging for energon and useful stuff Blue had busied himself with making a little beacon out of bits taken from some small electronics store.
They had installed the beacon a few of the planets days ago on the flat top of some mesa.
The beacon was sending a message advertising their services on a band of open Cybertronian frequencies, so the message could be received by anyone interested. The message also had a commlink frequency to Bladewing's commlink attached to it.
The beacon itself was placed miles away from their current hideout and makeshift base so as to not accidentally lead someone with ill intentions to them.
He'd do anything for a decent shower, Bladewing thought as he felt around in an arm deep hole he had just dug into the ground. The energon crystal should be somewhere around there, he could smell it.
After some more rummaging he finally got hold of the lone sand encrusted crystal. A shower and liquid energon, he thought wistfully as he removed the worst of the sand from the blue glowing crystal before putting it into his subspace.
Then cursing his still stoically silent commlink he stood up and slowly over the sand in order to discern where he would have to dig his next hole.