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re_alignment2013-01-02 02:12 am
wheeljackofalltrades) wrote in re_alignment2013-01-02 02:12 am
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[Perceptor's lab was only interesting for so long. And that was for someone who was a science enthusiast. Throw in that Wheeljack was not, needed 'fresh air', and couldn't keep still, you have one half of a hand-cuffed duo trying to get out and see the world.
Oh yeah, Wheeljack and Magnus are now handcuffed. That went under the radar.
The only problem? Getting his 'partner' to come with him. Without that cooperation, it was a no go. And yet...in a surprising turn of events, Magnus had actually AGREED. Turns out a workaholic actually likes to do...surprise, WORK! Unfortunately, sneaking out made the feed of Wheeljack's comm click on, and it shows the two sliding out of the Trion Temple. Stealth ops specialists right here, folks.]
Don't slow me down, sparky.
[Naturally, there's a grim scowl on Ultra Magnus's face. Who's surprised? No one. But he looks down at Wheeljack]
You do realize I could lift you off the ground.
[That gets a glance back from the Wrecker. If there was one thing he'd like to avoid, it was getting dragged around.]
And since it's a stupid-fraggin idea, we're gonna ignore it as an option.
[Ultra Magnus narrows his eyes. Then raises his arm. Frag you, Wheeljack, he's gonna go walk now.]
Hey wait-
[Nope, too late. He felt himself being pulled off his feet, completely being pulled at the mercy of Magnus. His face couldn't be any more unamused, watching the landscape go by and thinking all the terrible things that could happen to the Commander. That is...until he sees something ...something very out of place.]
Hey Magnus. Go over there. There's some kinda box.
Are you trying to give me orders?
[Could he frown any further? Because he's trying. Still, he humors Wheeljack, approaching the box and setting the Wrecker back to his feet.]
[Wheeljack just pouts in Magnus's general direction as he picks up the box, turning it every which way. And then...eyebrow perk.]
Funny...'s addressed to me...
Is it?
[It's here Ultra Magnus actually looks vaguely concerned.]
Wheeljack, I'd be careful about opening that.
[CEPT NO. Wheeljack's already torn open the paper and--....
Well...can't say he expected noisemakers and confetti. The package practically explodes in his hands, and the confetti goes everywhere, collecting on the two bots for as long as they'll stay still.]
....My bad.
[Just...SIGH.]
Oh yeah, Wheeljack and Magnus are now handcuffed. That went under the radar.
The only problem? Getting his 'partner' to come with him. Without that cooperation, it was a no go. And yet...in a surprising turn of events, Magnus had actually AGREED. Turns out a workaholic actually likes to do...surprise, WORK! Unfortunately, sneaking out made the feed of Wheeljack's comm click on, and it shows the two sliding out of the Trion Temple. Stealth ops specialists right here, folks.]
Don't slow me down, sparky.
[Naturally, there's a grim scowl on Ultra Magnus's face. Who's surprised? No one. But he looks down at Wheeljack]
You do realize I could lift you off the ground.
[That gets a glance back from the Wrecker. If there was one thing he'd like to avoid, it was getting dragged around.]
And since it's a stupid-fraggin idea, we're gonna ignore it as an option.
[Ultra Magnus narrows his eyes. Then raises his arm. Frag you, Wheeljack, he's gonna go walk now.]
Hey wait-
[Nope, too late. He felt himself being pulled off his feet, completely being pulled at the mercy of Magnus. His face couldn't be any more unamused, watching the landscape go by and thinking all the terrible things that could happen to the Commander. That is...until he sees something ...something very out of place.]
Hey Magnus. Go over there. There's some kinda box.
Are you trying to give me orders?
[Could he frown any further? Because he's trying. Still, he humors Wheeljack, approaching the box and setting the Wrecker back to his feet.]
[Wheeljack just pouts in Magnus's general direction as he picks up the box, turning it every which way. And then...eyebrow perk.]
Funny...'s addressed to me...
Is it?
[It's here Ultra Magnus actually looks vaguely concerned.]
Wheeljack, I'd be careful about opening that.
[CEPT NO. Wheeljack's already torn open the paper and--....
Well...can't say he expected noisemakers and confetti. The package practically explodes in his hands, and the confetti goes everywhere, collecting on the two bots for as long as they'll stay still.]
....My bad.
[Just...SIGH.]
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Next time, make a key to your cuffs.
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Just be here in an hour.
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[He really likes that sharpening kit. He's...really trying to reach for it now. Look at the little guy go!]
Magnus, move your arm a bit.
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Fine. In an hour.
[He scowls.] What for?
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Commander... if you recall... those cuffs were intended for the Glyphless.
[He doesn't think he needs to say anything more on that count.]
I'll begin preparations.
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[Because he just loves getting arrested for no reason with cuffs that don't come off.]
Just do it, Magnus!
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I'll see you in an hour.