"Hm,a nice build for fleeting hits." The mech observed,flexing cybers hand in his own. The touch was warm,yet he had no idea what this bots intentions were.
It sounds like hes assessing me for some kind of fight...
"If i serrated these claws it could be a hazard on the rink,I meed to find out just how much battle expertise he has." The faceless bot mumbled,fidgeting with something loudly then pressing two fingers to cybers neck. That was a sensitive spot of his but he couldnt react like he normally would so he layed and endured it.
Suddenly his vision and control was restored. Cyberstrike shrieked as a large crimson and grey face smiled over top of him. "Hey there buddyyy!" He showed odd enthusiasm for somebody who just assaulted a cybertronian. Cyberstrike lashed out with his claws,trying to remember the specific way to release his wrist daggers. The mech stumbled backwards in suprise and cyber jumped to his feet. I need to get him out of here,I wont let anybody hurt me like the last time. Not ever.
Cyberstrike pounced forward, in seconds he was at this random mechs neck with daggers unsheathed. "What do you want?!" Cyber snapped,teeth gritted as he pressed a dagger to a vital neck cord.
The mech looked startled but responded clearly with a smile. "I want you to work for me."
Work for him?! Never!
Cyber was outraged,he would never accept a job under these circumstances. He pressed the dagger harder and got a Yelp from the mech. "What exactly does that have to do with knocking me unconscious?"he hissed,voice hot with venom.
Cyberstrike doesnt take his life too lightly,if he thinks it's in the slightest bit harm he'll snap.
"Y-you would be payed generously, hundreds of shanix for each fight,I just needed a good mech for the underground fights!"he tripped on his words. It was odd that a bot slightly larger than Cyber himself would be under this much bear induced stammering. Then again,he was holding a whip sharp blade to his neckcord.
"...hundreds?"Cyber asked once more,seeming a bit off-put. "They offer 2,000 shanix if you can defeat a gladiator,are you up to it?" The mech crimson mech asked,seriousness in his tone.
"....I need time to practice if I'm going to take down a gladiator,its been a while since I've fought one head on."Cyberstrike pulled the blade away from the bots neck and looked away.
The bot smilled,delighted. "So you can beat a gladiator!"
Cyberstrike groaned,"yes...what's your name anyways?"
"The names Smudge!"
"I can help you make your claws more lethal,these fights allow everything but guns so your allowed to be modded as much as needed." Smudge explained,nodding to a fairly large box sitting next to the pond.
"...ok so what do you 'think' I need?" Cyberstrike asked. He knew that entering in whatever fight this bot was doing would get him decent money,if he did it a few more times he could get a permanent residency here in kaon.
"Firstly,serrated claws,some speed mods would most likely help and-"
"Wait....what's your alt mode?"Smudge paused his sentence to ask. Cyberstrike glanced down at his knee then at smudge again. Why does he need to know that?
"Er...in Earth terms I'm a charger daytona." Cyberstrike looked at his claws wondering exactly how sharp they would be after this fight. "Your joking me right?"
"...no?" Cyberstrike shrugged,sitting down and clicking something on his arm.
A hologram showed up showing his alt mode. It was a daytona. An older one at that.
"Wow,you know you could have just showed me by transforming right?"
Cyberstrike pointed down to his knee tag simply. "Can't"
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The Enforcer,The Fighter and A Scavenger
RomanceAfter escaping his four year sentence in a jail in kaon,cyberstrike sets off to re-find the mech that set his on fire. He goes through a scrap ton of other situations that tie his second love into his life aswell.
