[Video | Liege's Temple ] Joint Post w/ Prowl + Chromedome

[fun_police]

Chromedome, shine that light onto the door lock.

[ There’s a lot of shifting and plinking as whatever lock was just referred to gets tinkered with. Inside the closet, it was difficult to see what was going on with the only light being provided originating from the energon lines of whomever was inside. ]

Yeah yeah...

[Chromedome attempts to shine his light the best he can around Prowl, who happens to be seated firmly on his lap. Though he’s always known this, he can’t help but notice, right now in particular, how big and heavy Prowl is. This is not a nice discovery to make when said person is tied to you.]

You know, I think your feet are taking up half our closet space.

[ Not ideal lighting, but it was something Prowl can work with. Optics narrow at the magnetic mechanism sitting in between them and freedom, determined to get it to unlock. ]

Stop moving. This is delicate enough without my hands being jostled.

[ Whatever Prowl was referring to was probably miniscule. An extra fidget or shift as the light was fixed into place. It was simply amplified while they were pressed together like this. There’s a slight whirr as the missile casing on his back shifts to get out of the way of the light. They may or may not find a comfortable spot in Chromedome’s face. ]

Hey

[Chromedome tries not to move Prowl more than necessary, despite the painful thump in the face he just received.]

I’m not really a finger pointer, but I can’t help but feel like this is your fault somehow..


[ Both missiles stay in place, comfortably pressed back. ]

Hardly. I’m not the one who-

[ Something whines before breaking with the tiniest of metallic rings. Oh. ]

[ oh. ]

[ He’s just going to doublecheck that what just happened didn’t happen brb.]

[Nope.]

[It just happened.]

...The lock is broken.

...You’re not serious....

I’m always serious.

...

We should probably call for help then.

[Chromedome would have tried picking it with his needles, but there’s no way he can reach the door while he’s currently tied up in Prowl’s cables. Desperate times call for desperate measures.]

...Make it an audio broadcast.

[ This is already embarrassing as it was, and now it just got worse by several orders of magnitude. Namely because people outside of him and Chromedome now had to know about this. Why. ]

...Private. To Perceptor.

Hang on, let’s see if I can even reach mine.

[The communicator is jostled a little before it’s moved to show a slightly flustered looking Chromedome. Upon seeing the little light on, Chromedome simply stares at it for a moment.]

Hey Prowl, I have some good news and some bad news.

[ The missile right next to Chromedome’s face shifts a little. ]

We’ve been broadcasting this whole time, haven’t we?

Yes we have.

[ The link now gets to bear witness to the loudest and most exasperated Prowl sigh anyone has ever heard in recent history. ]

Of course.

[Chromedome isn’t nearly as embarrassed as Prowl is. Though he’s a little mortified, he’s sure he’ll look back on this a week from now and laugh about it. But right now he has to get them out of this closet.]

If you can’t tell, Prowl and I are in a little bit of a situation. We’re, ah, stuck in a closet in Liege’s temple, and wouldn’t mind a little help. Good luck in the maze. First to find us gets drinks courtesy of Prowl.

[Nevermind that drinks are technically free, it’s the thought that counts.]

...Rewind I can explain.

[Maybe.]

Comments

1/2 [Video]

[flashdrive]

[Rewind can only stare at the feed. Yeah, if you by any chance thought he'd miss this, which Chromedome is smart and didn't think so, you've got another thing coming.

After all that...whatever it was, he almost wonders if it's worth downloading THIS into his database. But...hey, blackmail isn't beyond him.]

2/2 [Video]

[flashdrive]

[Doesn't mean he can't be cruel, either.]

I think I'll leave you in there.

[Video]

[needlefingers]

You're really going to leave me to a slow death of being crushed by Prowl?

[Have mercy Rewind.]

[Video]

[fun_police]

This isn't any less pleasant for me, either.

[Just letting you two know btw.]

[Video]

[flashdrive]

What were you two doing in there?

Alone.

[Video]

[needlefingers]

Talking.

[...]

Before we ended up here. I swear that's all we were doing.

[Before you get any ridiculous ideas.]

[Video]

[fun_police]

We were discussing details of an investigation.

[Wow.]

[Official statement. At least it sounded official.]

[Video]

[flashdrive]

[Prowl, you make reading cereal ingredients sound official.]

Okay. And tell me, this wouldn't happen to be scheming or anything? You know, that thing Domey promised NOT to do?

[Video]

[needlefingers]

Purely investigation work.

[That lie tastes terrible.]

Prowl thought we needed some privacy to discuss certain parts of it.

[Video]

[fun_police]

[It's a gift.]

Certain details of ongoing investigations cannot be disclosed, for obvious reasons.

[In other words: You're going to need to trust them.]

[Video]

[flashdrive]

[Yeah he trusts you about as far as he can throw you, Prowl.]

In a closet.

They make these great inventions called 'rooms', you know. Full of tables. Prowl'll love em!

[Video]

[needlefingers]

[But you trust Chromedome right?]

Rewind...

We'd really like to get out of this closet. Prowl isn't getting any lighter, and his feet take up half our space.

A little help would be appreciated?

[Video]

[fun_police]

[Prowl shifts a little to play along with Chromedome's point.]

[Elbow, meet chest.]

You're not exactly compact, either.

[Video]

[flashdrive]

Ughhh. Fine. I'll try and track your signal through the Link.

[With a fancy twirl, Rewind pulls out that uplink cord, hooking it from the link to his head. With a little source-checking...]

...Liege's.

It's gonna take me a bit to get there, you realize this, right?

[Video]

[needlefingers]

We're also pretty well inside Liege's maze.

[Which suddenly causes Chromedome's brow to furrow with concern. He doesn't like the idea of Rewind wandering around in this maze, but how can he say it without making it sound like he doesn't trust Rewind to keep himself out of trouble?]

[Video]

[fun_police]

Shouldn't be an issue if he has our coordinates.

[Prowl, on the other hand, has zero issue with Rewind traversing dangerous obstacles.]

[Video]

[flashdrive]

Relax, Domey, I've got this, like he says.

[Just like he has zero issue with keeping you in that closet. He'll let Chromedome out. Maybe.]

Just...occupy yourselves while I...walk there.

[Video]

[needlefingers]

Be careful.

[Fret fret.]

[Video]

[flashdrive]

Trust me, Chromedome.

[Video][Jacked]

[maxicpolarity]

I believe I might be of some assistance here.

[Video]

[arnhaid]

You found 'em?

[HEY ANGRY FLASH DRIVE, SOMEONE HEARD YOU NEEDED A RIDE.]

[Video]

[flashdrive]

Ironhide?

[Oh, he recognizes you, sir.]

Didn't know you were here...

[Video]

[arnhaid]

...

Uh. Yeah. We met before?

[WELL this isn't awkward or anything like that.]

[Video]

[flashdrive]

Let's just say I've seen your latest works of art.

[He taps the camera on the side of his head.]

A lift would be pretty helpful, actually.

[Video]

[arnhaid]

My what now?

... Yeah, sure. Gimme coordinates, and I can get there.