Date Posted:20:05:02 03/11/03 Tue Author: Fulcrumm Subject: No Time to be Gentle. In reply to:
Maudlin
's message, ""I'm OLD!"" on 19:56:46 03/11/03 Tue
History was about to repeat itself, and this time there would be no Shaper to bail Maudlin out. T3-Zero or Maudlin? The newcomer gave a good accounting of himself and the android or mechanoid or armored human seemed capable of handling himself. But Maudlin....it saddened Fulcrumm to see how sloppy he had become. On the other hand, as he dove, his legs snapping together as his arms extended forward, Fulcrumm had to wonder about his own time in the slums, a mere frame of the Autobot he once had been. In more ways than one, he too was rusty. He wondered how much then of his survival amid this massacre could be attributed to his own skill, and how much to his newfound armor?
The answer would have to wait as his other intact drillbit met Maudlin's line with precision, severing it just before the spreading glow of drone absorbtion. Maudlin staggered back and as Fulcrumm collided with him, the pair tumbled onto the bridge below...
