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*One of the medics can't help but remark that Sentinel kept his head on this time.*

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BOOM!
*One of the Autotroopers is now calling for a medic... for Sentinel.*

*Unfortunately for Sentinel, he's charging forward too fast to change directions... and he never really was that nimble in the first place.*
OHSLAG!

*Sentinel surges forward.* Come here, you 'Con assassin!

Go smelt yourself, Decepti-clown!

*For once, he can tell this is no time for his usual attitude.*
Yes, sir. I won't let you down.

Wait a sec... Firestarter? That you?

*Looks around, ready to lance the next drone.* What? Who's there? *A drone falls down next to him, offlined by another defending Autobot, and scaring him.* AAAAHH!

Sentinel Prime here! You sure took your jolly time, Optimus!

No, and you better not either! *Lances another drone.* I've got my optic on you!

Optimus? OPTIMUS!
...
Jamming device! I shouldn't have approved the twins' vacation!
*Heads for Trypticon himself.*

This is Sentinel Prime to all Autobots! I'm taking command! Divert power to Fortress Maximus, and get security teams to Trypticon immediately!

Shut up!

No. I don't have any neighbors.

I'm no glitch-spawn, you dead weight!

I can arrange a cell in Typticon for you, if you're looking for a place.

You Decepticons are all affronts to the glory of the Cybertronian race.

Unfortunately, we're always at war.

No.