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[buffthis]

Who: Knock Out and YOU!!!
Where: All around L.A.
When: All day, TODAY
What: That talking sports car who is actually a giant space robot people have been talking about lately is out and about in L.A., being way less discreet than a Decepticon should.
Warnings: Inappropriately sensual is Knock Out's game. Approach with caution.

It's been only a few weeks since Knock Out arrived in L.A. after an extended tour in Europe, but he likes it already. He hadn't expected the vehicles around here to measure up to the ones he'd grown fond of in Italy and Germany, but the luxury car expo he'd tracked in L.A. had been a sight to behold. Admiring the glossy, flawless finishes on all of those perfect automobiles had nearly had him in fits of jealousy.

And the roads here. Knock Out can drive for miles, endless stretches of black asphalt that positively sing under his tires for hours on end. Yes, he thinks he could get used to this...he could stand to stay here for awhile.

Five years lounging around on Earth has made him slightly careless, and he hasn't been as discreet as he ought to be. But it's hard to contain himself when there's so much entertainment to be had on this planet. He can be found screaming down the California highways or cruising around the city -- occasionally, he'll send his holomatter avatar out to interact with the local life forms.

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[buffthis]

Knock Out leers at him, obviously amused. Payback is sweet, and this might as well be a steaming cube of high grade energon to him. "What, you mean your little Alternian Empire?" he sneers. "So sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but you're a little far from home."

[nitrodamus]

Just then, there's the sound of feet scuffling across the floor as a CONDOR emergency team unveils itself, flooding in and forming a row of pointed guns, bullets chambered. They seem pretty surprised - this is not at all what they were expecting - but from their expressions they are prepared for a fight and mean business.

"We've got you surrounded," one woman barks. "Put the troll down and put your hands up."

[buffthis]

Oh.

Well, this wasn't supposed to happen. He's not supposed to get caught. Cruising around in his alt mode is one thing, but being spotted -- no, cornered in his default mode, holding an alien child...not exactly one of Knock Out's shining moments. And by the looks of it, it's the authorities. Well, scrap.

Knock Out doesn't waste any time -- the second he realizes he's cornered, he tosses Sollux into a nearby cluster of bushes and transforms immediately in a whirl of clanking parts, gunning it for the road again. He assumes the humans will clear a path, but he's honestly not that fussed about hitting a couple of them if that's what it takes to get out of here.

[nitrodamus]

The CONDOR agents do, in fact, leap out of the way - just in time for Knock Out to steamroll right through. A few of them fire shots after him, while the others go to collect Sollux, who is looking bruised and scraped from the fall.

He fights them at first, so wound up that he's forgotten the context of the situation. It's only when he's too tired to do it anymore than they managed to drag him into one of their cars and take him back to somewhere safe for questioning.