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[The video flickers to life showing the faceplates of a grinning black and white mech. Albeit, a wary one.]

Alright, so apparently I’m not in Kansas anymore!

[He laughs at his own joke, clearly he’s not as worried as he should be.]

Is there any bot around that can lend a mech a hand? I ain’t digging this new scene without some backup.

….although this place is pretty cool. Especially with-

[He cuts himself off, shaking his helm to keep on track. He can’t lose his focus until he finds his crew. If they’re even there.]

Yo, Optimus? Bulkhead? Ratchet? Any of you bots out there? Frag, I’d even settle for the twins and Sentinel.

[And now he feels like reminiscing about his old team. Man, did they have some good times!]

Can anyone answer? Any mech, femme, or life out there-

[His visor brightens as he tilts his helm to the left, grinning in amusement.]

Well, besides the bots I woke up to, that is.

This place is on a whole other level! A new scene and everything! Ya feel me?

[He continues to grin, shifting his weight from ped to ped.]

Ah well, I’ve said all I needed to. If anyone is digging this frequency, give a mech a call! Jazz, Third in Command of the Elite Guard, out!

[He shuts the video off, feeling at ease with his introduction. He hoped someone would get back to him soon, but for now he had a new planet to explore! Solid.]

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You certainly talk a lot. It's almost aggravating.

[Hello, creepy, dead-pan and optic-less mech on the other end.]

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You certainly know how to make a bot feel welcome.

[Well well well, hello to you too Prince Charming! Hahhhh.]

And who might you be, mech? [He's assuming you're a mech, although anything's possible at this point. Hopefully he doesn't offend more than he already has. And if he does? WELP-]

Pardon me, proper greeting isn't exactly in my job description.

[Polite, yet snarky. How does he do it? The world may never know.

But ughhhhhh, playing nice with Autobots? whyyyyyyy]

You may call me Kaon, if you must.

[Alright, he was definatly justified for laughing just now.]

Kaon? But that's a place... or is naming different in your 'universe'?

[He is so amused right now, you have no idea, man. The snarky-ness only adds to Kaon's obvious charms. Really.

And what better way to prove that then by poking at him? It's all in good fun, after all.]

Edited 2013-07-21 08:47 (UTC)

It is indeed a place. [And now there's a weird smile.] All members of the Decepticon Justice Division have taken their names from the first five cities to fall to Decepticon rule at the beginning of the war.

[Whoa, that is an... interesting smile. But a smile's a smile, and that's good enough for him!]

Huh, that's a whole new level of strange business. [His visor flashes in surprise, his curiosity outweighing his distrust.]

So, how does this 'Decepticon Justice Division' work?

[Hopefully, curiosity doesn't kill the cat in this situation.]

Edited 2013-07-21 19:17 (UTC)

It is our duty to track down those who have betrayed the Decepticon cause, and use them as an... example, to those who think of doing the same.

Our methods are relatively convincing.

I assume that we do not exist wherever you come from.

[He shrugs, unable to hide his interest in the current topic.]

None that I've heard of. I mean, if you betray the Decepticons from where I'm from, you get offlined immediately. No questions asked. Betray the Autobots? Get sent to the stockades.

[He frowns, but it only lasts a few nanoklicks.]

What is the war like in your universe? [He tries not to stare at the other bots optics- or lack there of, too long. He thanks Primus for his visor.]

Aah, but some are clever, find ways to hide. Never for long, though. We always find them in the end.

It's a war. How else can you explain it? Although there are some that have deluded themselves into thinking the war is over.

[He can't hide the shiver that runs up his backstrut. Seems like this 'con takes his job seriously. Note to self: Don't get on this guys bad side!]

Yeah, I can get in on that. It took a lot of persuasion to get bots out of hiding on Cybertron. The slaggers thought that if they ignore the war, it would go away. Can't blame them for tryin'.

[He bites his dermal plating for a moment before sighing; frag his curiosity!]

I hope I'm not stepping on any peds when I ask, but what happened to your optics?

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You would think they know better. [Oh no, Kaon's agreeing with you, Jazz. This isn't a good thing.]

Mm. That always comes up eventually. [He chuckles lightly.] Nothing too important; I prefer not to dwell on it.

I can respect that. [Nodding in agreement, he can't help but rub the back of his neck with a sheepish grin.]

Sorry about the 'personal' questions, mech. Don't mean to pry, just can't seem to stop stickin' my olfactory sensors where they don't belong!

Everyone asks, at some point. I've grown accustomed to it. But you are... a very curious mech, aren't you. Almost overly so.

[Is that a bit of a warning tone in his voice?]

[Jazz isn't blind to danger when he see's it, his fingers twitching for his weapons- which is pointless, for they are speaking over a video feed.]

Ya got me, I'm guilty of being too curious for my own good. But that doesn't mean I'm gullible.

[He smirks lightly, his visor dimming the slightest bit. Yoketron didn't train no fool, even if Jazz acts the complete opposite of a Cyber-ninja.]

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