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[Skywarp looks rather tired when the video comes on. He's hunched over, clearly still sitting on that slab they all wake up on. His yellow optics are on a steady, but low, glow and the grimace is there more because it's a well-worn and familiar expression rather than because he's got excess energy to emote it.]

Can someone explain what the frag is goin' on? [Pause, and then Skywarp sharply taps the screen, probably for no other reason than to satisfy some crude desire to be annoying, because that's got to make some unpleasant noise for anyone listening.] And I ain't talking 'bout the alternate reality slag, I got that part, but what am I doing here?

[He may be dumb, but alternate realities fits rather neatly in among the knowledge he has for warping, even if the thought of more than one version of people in general is sort of incomprehensible.]

Not that bein' away from that freak and Starscream being a glitch like usual ain't good, but, y'know.

[He'll kick back and relax the moment he knows he's good to go, and he's mostly shooting scrap at Starscream out of tired, annoyed habit; he hadn't done too badly this past year.]

... Is there any extra energon 'round here?

[Because frag it was unpleasant to be low on power again after not having had to be so for several years. Stupid Autobots, stupid Starscream, stupid blathering glowy freak. They'd all prioritised weapons before re-energising, but Skywarp had barely picked up his arm cannons before he woke up here.

There's a question, almost, on the edge of his vocaliser, about who's here or not, but then he just snaps his mouth closed. He's too fragging tired to think about asking anything else.]

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Uh... yeah. Who're you?

[Because wow, Ravage prefers not to speak, so he doesn't think... that's who you are.]

[...Siiigh. So disappointing, every time.]

The name is Glit, Decepticon medic.

[Sorry, Glit. Though Skywarp isn't. He just gives Glit a stare, helm tilted.]

Never thought I'd go to a cassette... But if Hook ain't here.

[Shrug. Doesn't matter. As long as there's someone around that's not necessarily an Autobot, it's fine with him.]

He isn't.

[Thankfully.]

But as I mentioned, I am quite capable no matter my form, if you need assistance.

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[Hey, now, what's wrong with Hook? Well, besides him being a stuck-up elitist.]

Good enough for me. [Skywarp shrugs, then squints at Glit.]

So, what, where you're from... are you Ravage's clone or somethin'?

[That, among other things.]

...Excuse me?

[Instant. Bristling.]

No, I am not Ravage's clone! Either one of them!

[Nevermind that Skywarp probably hasn't even met the inverse Ravage yet...]

[Okay, so not a clone. He'd have snickered over the bristling if Glit hadn't just made him confused.]

... Either of them?

[What do you mean, little white not-clone?]

...Ah. Right. You wouldn't have met the 'Ravage' here yet, if you've just arrived.

[The most put upon sigh.]

A alternate version of the Ravage you and I know is here. One from an alternate universe. Where everyone is completely opposite.

[Are you imagining the horror? ARE YOU?]

... I fraggin' hate multiple realities 'cause of all the people.

[Skywarp just scowls and throws his arms up after a few moments.]

I think Thundercracker mentioned something 'bout a Megatron that sounds like he'd come from the same place...

[He understands multiple realities, but all these alternates just sets his equilibrium out of whack.]

...You've been to others before?

[Headtilt.]

But yes, that Megatron is also present. I...have yet to meet him myself, but I have seen him on the network.

[Because the idea of a friendly Megatron is somewhat terrifying.]

Uhhh, nope.

[Skywarp just shrugs, brief confusion over why Glit would think that, and then continues.]

Just makes sense, y'know? With space filled with somethin' outside the one we're in. Just 'cause you can't reach it doesn't mean there's not something there.

[Not that he'd ever thought about it before, but to him it makes some sort of simple sense. It's just the fact that there'd be alternates that makes his processor want to shut down.]

[Because that's certainly what it sounded like.]

That sounds...

[Oddly intelligent, coming from a Skywarp.]

Reasonable.

[Yeah, Skywarp isn't always the best at phrasing himself clearly enough!]

Heh, I thought so too. [Yes, he's a bit proud of that. It's all about axes and space, right? Though Skywarp is doubtfully aware of all the exact math that goes into his warping, but he knows the lower levels at least. The rest just takes up a lot of space.]

If I had the power, maybe... [He trails off, frowning, but his expression blanks out soon after that and he just shakes his helm. Okay, no trying to figure out quantum warping. Bad idea. Skywarp's not even sure exactly what he was thinking about, anymore.]

So. If you're a medic, how do ya do anythin' with paws? [So he'll resort to obnoxious curiosity.]

If you had the power-

[If Skywarp had enough power to freely jump between realities, Glit was certain some universe somewhere would have probably already been doomed to a horrible collapse when the Seeker managed to stumble afoul of some obscure rule of the universe.

...After all, he managed to stumble over Glit's least favorite question in the galaxy.]

Hrmph! The dexterity of my 'paws' makes anyone with thumbs look like their oh-so-grand hands are no more useful than Shockwave's gun stub.

[Aside from other medics of course. But he's on a rant.]

[... Well, possibly. At least that'd be an interesting way to be solely responsible for the destruction of a universe!]

Uh-huh, if you say so. [He sniggers and then shrugs.] got some tools that give you opposability or whatever?

[Since that seems like the biggest failing of paws; lack of opposable thumbs. Unless he uses magnetism or something...]

I do say so. And my paws are my tools.

[He could simply just display his ability...but he doesn't preform on demand.]

As long as y'don't get distracted by sunbeams or slag [And yes, he's grinning.] I suppose it doesn't matter what you look like when doin' your job.

Sunbeams. Really?

[Irritated ear-flick. He'd never do that...where anyone could see him.]

At least you got the important point. And I assure you, I one of the best.

[Skywarp's grin just widens. He's onto you, kittycat.]

Of course. You're a cat ain't you?

[Well, not exactly given cybertronian and not an organic Earth feline, but defintions shmitions, right?]

Hah! Felinoid at best. Just because an organic ball of fluff does it doesn't mean I do.

Oh, keep tellin' yourself that.

[Skywarp grins and then shrugs.]

Seems Thundercracker stopped bein' lazy, so hopefully the next time you get to talk to me ain't when I need repairs.

Hrmph! And what's that supposed to mean?

Just that I've seen what Ravage does when he thinks no one's lookin' and he's got a bit of sun for himself.

[The things you see when you're able to pop up in places nearly completely unannounced~]

Talk to you later, Glit.

[He's onto you, kitty-cat! Skywarp mock-salutes sloppily and then disconnects.]