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Cymarshall Law and Ramson Badbonez - Dust Settles [Video]

The New Jersey MC Cymarshall Law gets busy over the classic sounds of Ramson Badbonez‘ production on Dust Settles. Taken from the US / UK duo’s new Nuke Fam Records released album “Undiluted“. Ramson Badbonez https://twitter.com/ramsonbadbonez https://www.facebook.com/Ramson-Badbonez https://www.instagram.com/ramson_badbonez/ Cymarshall…

Cymarshall Law and Ramson Badbonez - Dust Settles [Video]

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Dust settles

[skyartemis]

there comes a time 

where memories turn into dust 

when the dust settles 

the truth emerges 

blunt cruel raw

blinded by the past 

blindsided by the present 

what is one to do

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Dust settles

The Jammu and Kashmir High Court ruling giving permanence over the status of Article 370 looks for once would settle the dust raised by political parties over the statute. It was the Mufti Government in June had reiterated that the Article 370 which generated special status  for Jammu and Kashmir  was non-negotiable and was clearly discussed and settled  among the alliance partners has been…

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Dust Settles

Just a a bit continuing off of what I cooked up last night, this bit in the start of the story of traxxsquad​. It’s a draft, hoping I got down autothotyonce​‘s characters okay. 

and passing the baton to them. :p

 Stormrunner was the first to speak. “Street, how does this punk know you?” She spat out the question at Street’s feet, boring a hole into his frozen expression.

Heatbreaker had enough of her weight on him, and tried shimmying out of her hold. “This is none of your business.”

“Like hell it ain’t, shut your-”

“Storm. Let him up.” Streetbolt cut her off.

“But-” “Come on.”

She shot him a glance to say Are you sure about this? But complied. Heatbreaker put a knee down to stand, as Stormrunner made a point to stand on his far side, dusting off her chassis.

“What are you doing here, Heat...” Streetbolt stepped forward, offering a servo to help Heatbreaker up, but it was left in the air.

“What, no ‘Hi babe’?” Heatbreaker stood on his own to his less than impressive height. “Autobots really know how to give a warm welcome.”

Stormrunner’s joints locked, as her optics shifted back and forth between the two mechs, watching Streetbolt’s faceplates cringe. Babe? What the pit is going on here? What has Street kept from me?

“Heat, why... how are you here?” Streetbolt sounded solemn, but he retained his questioning tone, ingrained by the academy to demand answers.

Which was never something that stuck with Heat, if that was taught in Decepticon equivalent. He gave a dry laugh, “I don’t even get the old nicknames you reserved in front of your Autobot buddies? ‘Decepticon scum’, ‘Dirty con’. Maybe it’s good you stopped, you really did suck at that.”

“Heatbreaker. Answer me.” Heatbreaker’s dry, leering smile dropped. “Ask your friend, Officer.”

Stormrunner got another urge to jab the con. Damn, I wanted to see what this revealed. “Well, looks like the con and I have a secret from you. Yet, still doesn’t feel even.”

“Storm, it wasn’t-”

“Save it, this is wasting time, I have a friend waiting for me. He radioed Traxx, he must be with them.” Stormrunner brushed past Streetbolt, making sure her shoulders knocked into his to nudge him out the way. She bent her knees on the pavement and transformed, pitching high and resuming course, outtake sending the dirt into a plume.

 Streetbolt watched her take off, leaving his back turned as Heat spoke.

“You never called.”

“...How was I supposed to know you could even get a message... it’s not like you did, either.”

Heatbreaker didn’t respond, but let the silence hang.

I couldn’t. He’ll never know how many times I tried to form a message to him, and couldn’t bring myself to send it.

 “Heat... I thought-” Streetbolt’s vocals faltered, “I thought you were dead.”

Heabreaker stared at the mech. His countenance fell, and as he opened his mouth to speak, no words came out. Street continued, finally turning to face Heat’s lowered helm. “Look, I get it, it’s not like we could have broken off. It’s... it’s not that easy.”

“...Street, I may as well had been dead.” Heat made a point of brushing past Street, giving him a bump on the shoulder Stormrunner didn’t hit. Three wheels hit the ground, and sped back towards the highway. Streetbolt’s biolights flickered, as he felt his spark sink. He trudged a meter and transformed, catching up with his ex.

  Stormrunner climbed until she almost hit the stratosphere, well beyond her range. She dropped a few thousand feet, cursing herself for letting herself get so riled up. I’m letting this get the best of me. Like Dragon Lady said, I’m soft... Still, a con? When did his judgment do a 180...

A signal on the edge of her radar made her idle, and she dropped to skim the pine treetops. Ohhhh scrap. A naval military jet roared a hundred kilometers to her left, at the altitude she was moments before. She waited a moment, anticipating a human voice in her comm, demanding her information. I forgot about the aircraft carrier. Scrap scrap scrap. Ok, I need to figure out how to get there without showing on radar...No call came. As she passed an opening in the trees, Stormrunner took the window and transformed, drawing in her wings and landing on her pedes-squish-in swampy fields. Of course. The quietly cursing Autobot marched through the mud, resisting sticking her tongue out at the alligators bathing in the sun, glaring at her. Ok. Time to suck it up. She opened her comm to Street, quickly speeding through her request. “Lieutenant, I’m going to require a tow 200 meters out from the docks. I can cloak my signal, but being in the air by the aircraft carrier is out of the question.”

“Ok, Storm, I’ll there as soon as I can... Storm, I-”

“Thank you, Lieutenant.” Yep. She’s still mad.

“Storm I wanted to tell you-”

“Bolt.” Her tone softened over the comm. Equally as impatient, but the sharp edge dulled. “You can tell me later. I want to hear. No details left out this time. Now hurry up.”

 At the docks, Sidetraxx waited for some kind of update from anyone in the mix-up, left to guess what happened after Heat’s abrupt message. It wasn’t that much of a mystery. Still, I’d appreciate being in on the loop. Ah, whatever, I’m in less cranky company. They grinned at Rowlock, who played with rotating his cranes on deck. Traxx wheeled a few empty cargo containers nearby, and sat snickering as Rowlock tried to loop his hook onto one. So far, he’s stacked two, and working on the third, but it just won’t seem to land right. “No, swing harder, silly. No not that way, hard left! Oh, you’re not even close.” One of his horns let off his frustration, as he kept trying to ring one in. “Yeah I know, after sundown you can stretch out a bit, and meet the others...” As the sun set over the harbor, Traxx wondered if they’d even show up.