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A huff of air, one that might be considered a disappointed sigh, whooshed through the tank’s vents, stirring up a bit of dust in the cramped space.
❝West gate. Understood.❞ He’d definitely check it out, though he wouldn’t just blindly roll through it. For the same reason he was unwilling to disclose his plans, Maximus was unwilling to simply accept any tips. In the unlikely even that it was a trap, he wouldn’t simply allow himself to walk into it.
❝I appreciate the information, Epps.❞
Now he was curious, though….
❝Were you in close contact with my kind when NEST still existed?❞
Epps nodded at Fortress' words then listened to the question. He chuckled lightly, "I worked right with them, waas put in to fight with them. Right with Optimus and the others. I'd give my life before I was willing to sit by and let them die. I'd still do that if I was aloud to. Know Optimus wouldn't hear of it thought"
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Brows raised a fraction as the other stated before giving a gentle nod to the other. “Everyone has they’re own opinions on Death but everyone is also scared of it.” They stated, taking the menu they were handed whilst looking over it. “…I think I like your opinion of it the most. It seems to be the most accurate.” They hummed lightly.
Epps chuckled, "I try to believe that Death isn't anything to fear really. We all born, we all die, then we rest, death is nothing more than that resting period" the colored man stated to Jaz before he moved and stretched a bit, bringing his arms up over his head.
Earth. Wildrider had unwillingly began calling it home. He drove down the streets before pulling to a stop. Not far from him he could see a human that sent up red flags in his sensors. After doing a few scans he quickly found this flesh bag to be..well a decepticon killer. Revving his engines he made his presence known, ready to chase down this particular human. Not because he was pissed he killed decepticons. No. He wanted to see him in action.
Epps had just been on a leisure walk through the streets, having gone to the quickie mart a few streets down from his home, and then heard engines revving. He turned around to see who had been revving and paused as he saw a kind of race car staring at him. Yep staring. The ex-NEST agent narrowed his eyes and stared back while moving a hand behind him to his gun holster just in case this got ugly.
Wildrider would be smiling wildly if in his root mode. The human knew what he was and was making a defensive stance. He was scared…or perhaps ready to try and take the stunticon out. Oh yeah…this would be fun. Wheels began spinning rapidly as he shot forward, heading straight for the ex agent. He was going to take him out of he could. After all….it was just a human.
Epps narrowed his eyes before he jumped to the side with his gun coming out and shooting off three clicks of bullets, on hitting the front windshield, one hitting the mirror and one hitting the door joint. He grunted as he hit the ground and rolled to stand again. The ex-NEST agent shot off two more to hit the back glass and skim the bumper and left rear tire before he replaced the clip quickly.
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☤|| She gave a little smile. “They’re doing okay. A lot of them hang around the property usually. Bee’s always here. Sideswipe comes and goes, usually naps, and Drift’s almost always meditating or something.” The Yeagers and Cybertronians ha formed a family of sorts since the episode with Lockdown. It was a strange bunch, but even so it was a tightly knit one.
"Good. I'm glad they have somewhere safe to go to" Epps said with a smile on his face. "What about Optimus? He come and go?" the older man questioned her.
➤♚;; She frowned deeply, her eyes darkening some. Maybe Harold Attinger meant well, maybe his intentions were good, but the execution of such was awful. A rare race had been knocked down by quite a few numbers, and for what? Ones that threatened humans directly, Decepticons, she could understand, but not Optimus’ Autobots. “Well,” Yeager chirped, righting her posture. “They’re not all gone. They still have some left.”
Epps had been there when Jazz died, when Ironhide was murdered by Sentinel, poor Will had been so heart broken to see him be shot and destroyed. How could anyone not see they were living? That they were alive and could feel like they did? They were sentient... The sound of the woman's voice brought him out of his thinking and he smiled a bit.
"Yeah... some are still here" he said while looking out to the area where he had seen the bots coagulating and sharing space.
➤♚;; NEST, the organization that was associated with the Transformers when they were seen in a positive light. Before Attinger. Tessa stood a little straighter then, her posture disengaging it’s rigid decorum. “Then you know what happened to a lot of them,” she muttered.
Epps had a sad smile on his face and nodded. "Yeah.... I was there when they ruled them dangerous." he told the younger woman, "I fought to go against the ruling and tell them that they were making a mistake. They had said back several years before that ruling that they wanted the Autobots off earth. That we could handle the Decepticons on our own, Optimus wasn't happy with that... I can only imagine what he saw, felt and still feels after seeing his soldiers... no... his people being slaughtered by ours." Epps sighed and lowered his shoulders in a slump.
"They should have never done that... not to them. Not to Optimus." the colored man shook his head.
"I had tried to fight against them as said..., but they threatened to throw me and the rest of us in NEST into prison if we went against it for acts of terrorism. They believed we were brain washed and thus wanted us far away from the Cybertronians as they could get." he continued to explain, "We were disbanded and deported without a single consideration as to what we thought and felt"
➤♚;; She stiffened slightly, her brows furrowing. “You know about them. How do you know about them?”
"I was one of the first that saw them when they came to earth, chick-a-dee. I worked with them in NEST before it was disbanded and helped them fight the 'Cons... they're my friends" Epps told her truthfully, "Truth be told, the first two mechs I came across were a nasty scorpion with an attitude problem that killed lots of my squadron and a gun happy helicopter that attacked our base in Qatar." the colored man explained to the younger woman.
➤♚;; “You come around an awful lot…”
"What can I say? I've seen a few mechs come this way that I know" Epps said while rubbing the back of his head a little bit with a sheepish smirk.
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"Yeah, I’m sure too." He looks down at his feet, kicking a rock. "Oh, really?" He looks back up at the statement. " Well, Carly understood what I was doing. Besides, I’m going to find her eventually. I just have to figure out where to start. I mean, I found the Autobots again. So, I should find her eventually too."
"True, ture" Epps said and chuckled lightly, "You'll find her, Sam, don't give up. If you do, you'll regret doing so"
At the mention of Carly, his expression shifts a bit. He scratches the back of his head. “Well, uh, we’re not together anymore. I broke up with her to—-keep her safe. I have no idea where she is, but, I am really hoping she’s okay.”
"I'm sure she's out there safe and sound. Probably waiting for you to take her back or being idle in small dates with other men" Epps said the nodded his head, "I'd get my ass handed to me if I told my wife that I wanted to leave her to keep her safe. She would have gone and gotten a chopping block and cleaver to prove her seriousness." he stated and shivered with thinking of Monique's scary side.
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