Despite his misgivings and attempts to convince Megatron that they will need to handle the situation differently, Starscream arrives on the scene first, as instructed.
He hovers far above the provided coordinates, steeling himself for what will come next... There is absolutely zero room for fuck-ups here, but there isn't exactly a subtle way to handle the situation either. He's going to have to expose his true form, one way or another (it's not like his jet mode has arms to grab the damn hammer with).
The unfortunate downside to his otherwise superior air based alt mode is that it is going to look pretty damn out of place swooping down to street level, which means attention is already going to be drawn to him even before he transforms.
He knows there's really no helping that though, so without (much) more hesitation, he streaks down towards the earth and transforms, landing in front of the troll, bristling with anger and tone urgent.
"You just can't seem to get enough of getting your greasy little mitts all over our technology, can you? Hand it over before this gets messy."
[OPTION B, OPEN to anyone else]
UNSURPRISINGLY (literally, just as he predicted), all hell has broken loose and there's a full on space robot war breaking out over downtown LA.
While the others are preoccupied with the forge though, Starscream has a different quarry in mind. He is so fucking done with this troll getting up in his shit. It's time for some payback.
He's zipping all over the area in both jet and robot mode, seeking (heh) this troll out in a single-minded frenzy, which leaves him wide open for some plucky super heroes and vigilantes to try and take him on.
THE SHITTY JET HAS ARRIVED
Despite his misgivings and attempts to convince Megatron that they will need to handle the situation differently, Starscream arrives on the scene first, as instructed.
He hovers far above the provided coordinates, steeling himself for what will come next... There is absolutely zero room for fuck-ups here, but there isn't exactly a subtle way to handle the situation either. He's going to have to expose his true form, one way or another (it's not like his jet mode has arms to grab the damn hammer with).
The unfortunate downside to his otherwise superior air based alt mode is that it is going to look pretty damn out of place swooping down to street level, which means attention is already going to be drawn to him even before he transforms.
He knows there's really no helping that though, so without (much) more hesitation, he streaks down towards the earth and transforms, landing in front of the troll, bristling with anger and tone urgent.
"You just can't seem to get enough of getting your greasy little mitts all over our technology, can you? Hand it over before this gets messy."
[OPTION B, OPEN to anyone else]
UNSURPRISINGLY (literally, just as he predicted), all hell has broken loose and there's a full on space robot war breaking out over downtown LA.
While the others are preoccupied with the forge though, Starscream has a different quarry in mind. He is so fucking done with this troll getting up in his shit. It's time for some payback.
He's zipping all over the area in both jet and robot mode, seeking (heh) this troll out in a single-minded frenzy, which leaves him wide open for some plucky super heroes and vigilantes to try and take him on.