[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

[noparachutes]

Not from me.

[namesnotprowl]

You sound so sure of that.

[noparachutes]

I have methods.

[namesnotprowl]

Everybody does. They still haven't managed it.

[noparachutes]

We'll see.

[namesnotprowl]

... Suppose we will, then.

[He knows he's biting off more than he can chew. This time he recognized it coming, at least. But he's tired of being pushed around.]