(OOC: You're making me do my research to remember what actually happened!
Redline stopped what she was doing and turned to face her friend as she approached. However, when the questions came, Redline was speechless for a moment. The thought had never crossed her mind that Minerva's memory circuts very well could have been damaged by the events of that day.
Looking to her friend with an expression of sympathy, Redline frowned slightly. I'm sorry to say it, but I never quite made it to the Industrial District. By the time I got Blackjack's message and managed to get close, Nighteye was already falling back and Rattrap picked me up on the way.
Picking up on the hints of embarrassment in Minerva's manner and voice, Redline lowered her voice. There was quite a heated battle, from what I've been told. That is most likely where Blackjack sustained the significant portion of his injuries. We were outnumbered and overpowered, which why they fell back before I could get there. The only goal was getting you out safely.
Redline's faceplates shifted abruptly to a look of dismay. As for Wreck-Gar, we don't know what happened, but...
she paused for a moment. ...his head was delivered rather unceremoniously to Rattrap and I up on the surface by a 'con named Inferno. It looks like he was non-funtional before his head was removed. He announced that his fate could become ours if we choose to meddle in the affairs of Galvatron...
Redline's voice trailed off at the end of her statement, the two bots standing in silence.
Cycling a rush of air through her ventilator, Redline continues. As for Makeway, Rattrap and Nighteye ran a scan of Iacon and picked up his spark signal. He was who we were going to find when the two of us were confronted by Inferno. He looked as if he had been ambushed and was in pretty rough shape, but not beyond repair.
I'm sorry, that's really all I know. If you were looking for more details you might have better luck talking to Blackjack.
Redline tried to smile at her friend, but it was dificult, realizing the weight of the information she had just given her.