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[poemssometimesrhyme]

Well, this is just perfect. I'm just beginning to get settled on my Cybertron, and I end up here, on some barely formed rock, hearing some story about the "first-forged."

... Well, it could be worse, I suppose. And it's not much different from the planet I found when I... came back, I suppose.

Salutations. My name is Sky-Byte. I am a storyteller. A poet. An entertainer, if you will. And I suppose if I'm stuck here, I might as well make the best of it, eh?

Now.

Is there a bar anywhere abouts? Because I need a stiff drink right about now.

Comments

[ex_dishonestly997]

Makes a change, doesn't it.

[poemssometimesrhyme]

Somehow I doubt it's simple as all that.

[ex_dishonestly997]

We'll see.

[opens his hands]

So you don't want me in your space, it probably won't be a problem. Unless we share a FirstForged.

[poemssometimesrhyme]

Depends. Which one is yours?

[ex_dishonestly997]

Liege Maximo.

[poemssometimesrhyme]

Alpha Trion.

Dodged that bullet, didn't I?

[ex_dishonestly997]

Sure did.

Don't worry, I'm not going to make trouble for you.

[poemssometimesrhyme]

Oh, I hope you won't.

I'm just not hopeful.

[ex_dishonestly997]

I won't be happy to prove you wrong, you know.

[poemssometimesrhyme]

Good for you?

[ex_dishonestly997]

[affectionately] You are such a punk.

Okay, well. I'm going to be level with you.

If you need something, you can ask me.

[poemssometimesrhyme]

If I'm desperate enough, I'll consider it.

If Swindle can tell the truth, then perhaps it's not impossible.

[ex_dishonestly997]

That means a lot, coming from you.

[poemssometimesrhyme]

I'll try not to mistake that for real affection.