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[This begins so simply, with Megatron, in a cave, standing in front of the beginnings of the interdimensional space bridge he and his allies had been working on. There is a foundation, already constructed. There is even a power source in the form of a lovely generator nearby.]

If you believe I would let something as meaningless as a glyph keep me from my goals, you are mistaken.

I will continue.

Nothing will keep me from going home.

[He's going to do this. If he has some small headache, that means nothing. This won't stop him.]

There are only a few pieces more that are needed.

[A list scrolls, detailing parts that aren't assembled yet.] If anyone has access to these, I will be coming for them.

We are not finished.

Not yet.

[This is the only hope that he can give. For others...and for himself.]

((OOC NOTE: Megs will be patrolling the Haven while he responds to any replies. If you wish to have him run into you (as he begins to go Glyphless mad) then just put [Action] in your title! He will likely start out okay and then suddenly attack.))

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Don't make me regret it, Barricade.

[Sparrow. That name which had been...accurate, at first, now has a different meaning. He's come to find it endearing, where once he'd found it aggravating.]

Until I return, only. I will not be gone long. [Out getting parts, he means. He's sure that is what he means.]

[Primus help anyone who gets in his way of such, though.]

I won't. [And for once, he means it.]

[It had began as a casual, easy way to irritate Megatron; remind him of how they had first met, with him so small and so in need of help just to get around. Now... he means it with affection. That they'd been through something strange together and survived. Even come out better for it.]

Of course. I'll be waiting for you. [In whatever way it's meant.]

Good. I shall hold you to that.

[And he will wait for you, as well. He's not willing to leave until you've brought the parts for him to look at.]

[He was only able to dig up a couple things in good enough condition to pass his own standards, but it's more than they had.

Barricade shifts up into base mode, shrugging the holster holding the parts off of his shoulders as he heads closer.]

Megatron.

Barricade.

[The two pinpricks of light coming from the darkness watch the other for a moment, then dart forward suddenly as a hand flies out toward Barricade's torso, aiming to slam him into the wall.]

You didn't call me Sparrow. [He smirks, regardless, holding back the roar of static that had felt like it was enveloping his mind when he'd moved. He'd wanted to move. Sitting, kept up like this, was not good for him.]

[Barricade at least manages to set the holster down before that flash of movement. This... was unexpected. He flicks his wings up right before his back hits the cave wall, the shock jolting up his spinal ridge.]

[Even surprised as he is, he still manages a smile.] Thought I'd mix it up a little, for once. Hope you don't mind, Sparrow.

[Something here... may not be right. But this is hardly the first time he's walked into a situation like this of his own free will.]

[Plenty is not right, and with Barricade pinned like this, there are many, many things the whispers are tempting him to do.

He ignores them, for now. However, he does not let go.]

I don't mind.

My time may be growing short, however. [His optics trail down Barricade's body toward the floor, where the parts were dropped, and then back up again.] Any last requests?

[He's sure that he could be in trouble. He knows, roughly, how things with Unicron go. But this is Megatron. He's stronger than that. And if he isn't... Barricade has taken beatings before.]

[The look he's getting doesn't give him the impression of a pummeling, though. He tips his head slightly.]

We've been dancing for a long while, without layin' hands on each other.
Maybe we ought to fix that.

[Much as he prefers not to be so blunt... they're running low on opportunities. And he can't just let Megatron go without saying something.]

I can't guarantee you'll leave completely...intact.

[He leans down, coming to within inches of Barricade's modified face. His grip on the other tightens, and a second hand joins the first, hoisting his partner up the wall until they're on slightly more even...ground, so to speak.]

But I can guarantee it will be worth remembering.

[It satisfies both urges, this. A little pain...a little pleasure, keeping the chaos at bay for now. Still, his engine revs when he presses forward, locking the other into a kiss. There would be plenty of 'dancing' tonight.]

[Sparks flash away from his back plating as he's hauled up the wall to a more even 'footing' as it were. Damage itself has never particularly bothered Barricade, at least. Except for damage to his paint job, but things have changed.

Besides, to keep Megatron focused, to keep him himself, he's willing to risk his plating and a little pain.

He slides his claws up the arms holding him, towards the other mech's shoulders, and kisses back with fervor. This will certainly be interesting.]

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