Vietnam War commemorative engraved M16. Note the legend: “1959-1975”
“Prefiero morir de pie… que vivir de rodillas…”
… It’s so weird bein’ in one a’ these safe houses again, don’t like it much.
Can’t say location’s too great either.
*That, my friends, is the feeling of an underground boom, leaving the remains of the former femme base into fiery molten ruins*
Can do. I’ll take the lead, Elita, so I can get that up and running. Try not to trail too far behind, gals?
*nods* Roger. Moonracer? How long will you be?
Won’t take me but a click. I’ll leave detonation at level 3; should clean up in here well enough, but shouldn’t disrupt the surface.
;snorts at Moonracer’s tone; Understood, Elita.
*Glances over to Moonracer* We will discuss that more once we’ve settled in to the safe house. Once we get there, I want a block set up for only Autobot frequencies, just in case any others need to reach us in an emergency. But Chromia’s right, we need to move quickly.
Right… *pushes off * We going now? I’ll set th’ final phase of deact.
*nods* Agreed. We both should be ready enough. Everything here should be shut down already, so we shouldn’t have a problem with comms here.
…. First few days at least, we need to stay at the safehouse. Then we warn the other femmes. We don’t need any risk of them discovering any of our other stations.
And then splittin’ out t’ cover our separate stations, right? *doesn’t exactly sound happy about that*
I dare them to try. ;growls under her breath, putting his servos on her hips; What’s the plan, ladies?
We have a few inconspicuous safehouses away from our other bases. I suggest we head south for the time being, take up residence there temporarily. At least until the heat dies down.
… *Keeping her arms crossed and quiet as she leans against the table, just listening to the exchange for now*
I sustained more injuries than Moonracer, but I’m functional. The base, however, is lost, as was our prisoner. Moonracer has backed up and wiped out all digital information and taken care of the majority of deactivation protocol while I was out. We will need to move before they gather their barings and decide to return and finish the job.
*Crosses her arms* Elita’s pretty much got a plan for our next move.