@deepcepticon [[ And, with that, Cipher simply stood to walk away- only pausing to search for the piece of her missing finial, before leaving Octopunch out on the flight deck, alone. ]]
@deepcepticon [[ Cipher stood again and spat out a chunk of metal with his energon, optics narrowing. ]]
"You're not even tough enough to pose a threat to them,, but leave them alone, regardless. I will not hesitate. Been a while since I've let my frustration out.."
[[ Her weapon charges. ]]
@deepcepticon [[ The moment he's distracted by this she transforms her arm back into her plasma sword, slicing at the weaker point she'd made while kicking out at his torso with all her leg strength; her talons sliced through metal as he was sent sprawling back. ]]
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@deepcepticon grunt of effort, she flings him over her. She stands again, looking down at the mech with a mildly annoyed expression. ]]
"No idea, and I don't care to know."
[[ She aims her sword at him. ]]
"Give up. You are embarrassing."
@deepcepticon its plasma sword form, the other her firearm (literally) from before. She aims for the base of his undamaged tentacle and fires as she approaches, not seeming in a hurry, expression still flat. ]]
@deepcepticon [[ She examines the tentacle with her servos before, with great precision, digging a talon underneath the plating of said appendage and tearing directly through numerous actuators and cables. Energon sprays onto her upon shoving it off and instead transforms both arms; one into +