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re_alignment2013-03-22 10:35 am
fun_police) wrote in re_alignment2013-03-22 10:35 am
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Audio [joint post with Prowl and Skids]
[An audio channel opens up to the sounds of a minor struggle. Metal shrieks briefly, then a loud thud follows. It isn't long before the scuffle is reduced to a painful sounding creak. Any medic could recognize that ring as the dangerously strained hyperflexion of an arm joint, and anyone who's met him might recognize the protests of a just-returned-to-normal Skids.]
Ow--OW, hey, its not like I wanted to eat your spark. Primus, it tasted terrible.
[A less than pleasant new voice cuts in over this.]
Do any of the seven theocrats in charge wish to explain how being attacked five minutes away from one of your 'temples' is supposed to constitute a Haven?!
[The question is rhetorical, there's about a five second pause before the voice chimes in again. And boy, is it as charming as ever!]
The perpetrator in question has been restrained, and I suggest someone direct me to where he can be deposited before this escalates any further.
[In the background, Skids can still be heard struggling clearly.]
Is this because I ate somebody else's spark? Please tell me I didn't. No. I'm serious. I need to know this.
Who arrives carrying stasis cuffs, anyhow?
[The feed ends.]
Ow--OW, hey, its not like I wanted to eat your spark. Primus, it tasted terrible.
[A less than pleasant new voice cuts in over this.]
Do any of the seven theocrats in charge wish to explain how being attacked five minutes away from one of your 'temples' is supposed to constitute a Haven?!
[The question is rhetorical, there's about a five second pause before the voice chimes in again. And boy, is it as charming as ever!]
The perpetrator in question has been restrained, and I suggest someone direct me to where he can be deposited before this escalates any further.
[In the background, Skids can still be heard struggling clearly.]
Is this because I ate somebody else's spark? Please tell me I didn't. No. I'm serious. I need to know this.
Who arrives carrying stasis cuffs, anyhow?
[The feed ends.]
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[Lookit him, being so good! Though it wasn't from lack of trying.]
My hero.
[No, seriously, he'd do anything for some energon right now. He's starving.]
Uh. Later. Right.
[Meep?]
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I like that designation. Hero. [There, have a cube.] Don't drink it too fast, I know you are thirsty but your body could suffer a shock.
[Anything, you said....? >3 Knock Out sits next to him, going to check Skid's back.] Where did you hide all week?
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[It felt nice, from time to time. Not that he usually got the spotlight, despite his apparent gifts.]
[His hands fly to the cube regardless, pressing it much too eagerly to his lips to drink.]
Mrphrrm. Frmmbl.
[In other words, okay, he'll try to take it slow. Ish.]
...
[After a moment, he pulls back, actually licking his lips from the sure pleasure at getting to eat again. Something that he can taste. Something that is....not sparks.]
I spent most of it hiding in the junk yard, waiting for someone to walk by. Kind of lucky that most Cybertronians were changed, wasn't it?
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[Being a Decepticon and all that. Not like skids knows.]
Take it easy, tiger.
Your back is all scratched but it's nothing a good buffing can't fix. [And he has one in his room. But maybe they leave that for later.]
Lucky, yes. This place has a strange sense of humor.