fuzorcowboy has located Ravage
"Greetings…? I am Covert Agent Ravage of the Predacon Alliance."
The new, taller Quickstrike doesn’t hesitate to point a blaster pistol right at him. “What are ya doin’ still functionin’…? Ah thought yew got offlined fightin’ fer Decepticon glory, or somethin’ like that.”
He seems stunned. “Quickstrike?! I thought you died! Please, lower the weapon. I survived because Waspinator helped. He found me, and helped rebuild me. And I am not with the Decepticons any longer… Although… I will fight alongside Soundwave or any of his cassettes if I find them. They are whom I consider brothers.”
"Yeah? Gimme one good reason why ah should trust ya…"
"You don’t need a reason to trust me… OTHER THAN THIS." He blasts an unidentified mech in the face, who had a knife poised and ready to stab you in the back.
"What tha slaggin’-?!"
"You’re welcome, Quickstrike…"
"Uhhhhhhhhh, thanks, ah guess…"
"And, I have since rebuilt my ship. It has shields now. That means no-more-stupid-rats-trying-to-BLOW-ME-UP."
"Unfortunately, tha vermin's got more luck than an acre o' Rabbit feet. Not sure yer shield's 'll change anythin', exactly."
