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tf: prime | dead end (occ)

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[The video starts with a brightly coloured sports car driving at top speeds towards a building. Within the last minute instead of stopping, it flips up and drives up the building's side, transforming once it reaches the roof. It's nothing too special. Just a tiny stunt.]

...That good enough, Sissel?

[PRIVATE TO: NEXUS PRIME]
Sir, Megatronus Prime said I should speak to you... If you aren't busy.

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...Thought that maybe I could come sit with you for a while?

[Those sunglasses almost gleam when he says that.]

You know, I'd like that. You know the Vectorian Temple location?

Don't worry, I can find it. Won't take long.

See you then.

[He clicks the feed off, going back to what he was doing prior... Which wasn't much.

Just sitting in his very large room.]

[As usual it doesn't take Dead End too long to make it over to Sissel's location. A bit longer than when he'd first gotten hurt, but there wasn't much reason to really push his speed and rush this time. This was just a friend visit. Thing.]

Sissel?

[Sissel was used to waiting. Or rather, he was a pretty patient guy. When Dead End arrives, he stands up, holding his arms out to the rather...empty room aside from a plug-in fan, and other small appliances.

How...odd.

At least he doesn't seem to down, despite that hole still apparent in his chest, the blue orb shining in the slight darkness.]

It's not much, but welcome.

[To a mech like Dead End the room is practically done up wonderfully. The Decepticon crouches down by Sissel, expression dropping at the sight of the hole.]

Thanks. Looks nice.

I'd ask you to take a seat, but...I don't really have much furniture.

[And certainly not in robot size.]

You like it?

[Quietly he picks up Sissel, walking over to a spot that looks comfortable and sits. Then he carefully sets Sissel in his lap. Problem solved.]

Yeah, it's nice. Comfy looking.

[He doesn't really mind being picked up, leaning back against those hands as Dead End goes to sit down. Well, that's one way to solve the problem.]

You think so? I guess robots would find metal oddly comfortable. I'm not sure how it works.

It's more comfortable if it's another bot you're sitting on, but the floor's just fine... And you have to admit, it does look nice.

[Don't mind if he just takes a seat on your lap, leaning back, Dead End. He can find comfort in it.]

The floor? Well, I'm not one to question tastes.

[Sissel sitting down and getting comfortable is a good thing, he'd never mind that.]

You don't like the floor?

[His head tilts up, looking over his sunglasses at him.]

I just never really...considered it. But it's not a bad floor, per say.

Something else you'd prefer?

This is fine. I'm not picky.

[A hand reaches out, patting the stomach/chestplate of the vibrant bot.]

What more could I ask for, right?

[He stares silently at Sissel for a moment, thinking things over.]

Well you could ask for a lot really.

Really? Like what?

[He leans back against the bot, eyes never deviating from Dead End.]

When you're dead, material things don't really count all that much.

I don't really know much human things, but there's a lot in the junk pile... What kind of things do you like?

...

[His face drops, looking at the random small appliances that he'd collected. But those were mainly to practice his ghost tricks on.]

I don't remember...

...

[What did he do?! He's sorry! He's sorry!]

I.

Sorry.

[He shakes his head, a soft smile on his face.]

It's not you. I just...haven't gotten it back yet. Anything about me.

...You could. Find new things.

[That's a good point, and Sissel looks pretty thoughtful for a moment.]

True...but where do I start?

We could look at everything we can find until you find something.

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