[Audio] [Transmission Originating from: Solian Temple] - First Offense

[namesnotprowl]

[There’s a low, frustrated sigh and for a long moment, that’s all there is. Then, someone starts speaking.]

So. I’m dragged to some other Cybertron, go through hours of paperwork, and get dumped on the street. Then I drop off the face of that Cybertron onto a space station in the middle of nowhere and get dumped in a pile of junk that I have to crawl out of.

Now I drop off the face of the station and wind up here with someone in a hood telling me I’m on Cybertron. Again. Not even the same Cybertron, some other Cybertron.

I was in the middle of something! Very important things! [Bartending and best friend things!]

Comments

[Voice]

[docbot]

Hah. Yes, I'm sure those methods would work too. In a battle situation, though, welding's just faster and more efficient. [grumble] Blasted soldiers have an obsession with getting back out into the field even if they're just about falling apart.

[Voice]

[namesnotprowl]

Antsy Decepticons ain't much better, whether they're on the battlefield or not. Can't really say anything about the soldiers though, seeing as I was one of those kind. Rather be anywhere but being fixed.

[Voice]

[docbot]

Decepticons? Really? [ He doesn't sound outright hostile about this, although he is somewhat on edge. Knock Out's been good thus far, but Starscream... not so much. ]

[Voice]

[namesnotprowl]

Really. Did some work on Autobots too, though, just not mine. But things've changed lately. [Not that he wouldn't keep working on any Cybertronian that needed it... besides his own Autobots.]

[Voice]

[docbot]

Right... [ Ratchet nods and decides that he'll give this mech a chance. He seems a decent sort. ] Well, regardless of what you might have done in the past, I look forward to working with you here.

[Voice]

[namesnotprowl]

[It's complicated, really. And strongly related to Ratchet's version of Soundwave, not that Barricade knows it yet.] And I look forward to working with you as well.