1. [Voice]

[warborn]

[for a long few moments, there's only the sound of ventilation. fans cycling a mech's air systems. he's clicked on his radio, yeah, but now?

now he has no idea what to say, except something slightly hysterical.]

This is a lot different than I thought the Pit'd look like.

[said in the tone of someone-please-tell-me-I'm-totally-incorrect]

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[Audio]

[warborn]

I was the warden of Garrus-9, 'til the slaggin' 'Cons took it over.

[Audio]

[vandalization]

Yikes. Prison break?

[Audio]

[warborn]

Combined with an attack.

[HE DOESN'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT.]

[Audio]

[vandalization]

Shit, man. I'm sorry. At least you got out of it? Right?

[Audio]

[warborn]

Sure. Only took three slaggin' years.

[Audio]

[vandalization]

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

[Audio]

[warborn]

[subject change please.]

So.

[Audio]

[vandalization]

Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh...





So anyway.

[Audio]

[warborn]

[A W K W A R D . . .]

...so where did you settle? Here. If this is Cybertron, must be hard for an organic.

[Audio]

[vandalization]

Well I've been shut up in the Medbay since I got here, so nowhere yet. Kind of sucks that everything is robot-sized here. Might have to build myself a fucking shack or something.

[Audio]

[warborn]

Hn. Let me know if you need another set of hands, alright? Can't be too hard to make.

[Audio]

[vandalization]

Hey thanks. I can lift stuff well enough with my suit, but couldn't hurt to have someone big to carry it.

[Audio]

[warborn]

Suit?

[Audio]

[vandalization]

My RIG. S'what I wear. Engineer grade. It comes with tools that people with my qualifications commonly use for repairs.