Bright optics scanned the horizon before her. Nightcall, youngest of the Vicaricons yet the most deadly, she could take the head off any 'Bot or 'Con in a four-thousand meter radius.
Not many have ever set their sights on her when she was on a job- she liked to keep it that way. Unless you knew where to look, tracking where her bullets shot from would be a fruitless effort. There was a stillness to the air as Nightcall idly tracked a G.H.O.S.T convoy. After a moment of reflection, shots rang out as one by one drivers were dispatched and reinforcements were subdued. The small femme sneered to herself, a cheeky grin as she hopped up from her perch, running down towards the road as she folds up and holsters her sniper. These G.H.O.S.T agents never know what hit 'em.
A sigh, intakes shuddering as she hoisted herself up onto the back of a truck, digits digging into the metal frame and pushing the doors open.
❝ If this is another bust I might as well just raid G.H.O.S.T personally... ❞
The young 'Con hummed to herself, having been tasked by her leader to hunt down Energon reserves from transports coming in and out of G.H.O.S.T HQ. But what she found wasn't just Energon- it was a 'Con.
❝ Oh-- I wasn't aware with was gonna be a prisoner transport. Here, lemme get those stasis cuffs off ya. ❞
The femme smiled cheekily as she hopped into the cargo, kneeling down next to the other and fiddling with a device.
❝ Hey don't worry- once I get these cuffs off ya you can go off and do whatever you want. But if you wanna repay the favor of busting ya out of here, you can help me take this Energon back to my team. ❞ - @notabadcon













