re_alignment | [Open][Video; At the edge of the Haven, slight static]

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tf: idw | megatron (crau)

[Open][Video; At the edge of the Haven, slight static]

[So he'd made it. He'd made it, he was alive, and he was still here. He could see the distant temples from the mountain he stood on, some ancient and run-down building in ruins behind him. Despite the dilapidation, there is a very new 'STARSCREAM FOR OVERSEER' poster tacked onto the wall within his view...the perfect place for a high-flying, far-ranging jet to test out non-permanent adhesives without anyone noticing.]

So.

[He begins by reaching out, aiming, and completely blasting the wall and accompanying poster.]

Is there anyone who actually intends to vote for Starscream?

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Provide proper guidance and protection to the people who need it.

Really?

[Then the incredulity gets shunted aside for a frown.]

Starscream, where are you? I think we need to talk.

[Even if Starscream ends up saying something he might want to hear. It had seemed... marginally safer when Megatron had seemed to be here more temporarily than otherwise. Enough that he'd let himself be... ahem, pulled in.]

I have this under control.

I know. [He doesn't say "for now", but well... This is Starscream, and it's (a) Megatron, even if Starscream had a pretty good grip on how to deal with this mech. Still though.]

That's not why I wanted to talk. [Folding his arms over his chestplates, Jetfire shakes his helm.] How are you going to handle this?

Are you asking as an Autobot?

I'd be hard to deny it completely, but Starscream, I'm asking because this is a version of Megatron and all other factors given, you are... ah, preferable, to him.

[He's wondering if he's going to get hung up on, sooner or later, which was why he'd ahve preferred having this discussion in private.]

But given this is Megatron, claiming he wouldn't have some sort of influence would be naïve and foolish. [He tilts his helm, the upper edge of an optic arching.]

I don't need you lecturing me.

Did I, or didn't I just say you're the better option between you and Megatron? [That wasn't enough words to be a lecture!]

And either way... [Trailing off, Jetfire's arch expression turns into a frown, the glow from his optics softening a little.] Is it wrong to inquire how you're going to handle a situation that might affect you personally, and negatively, disregarding the political issues?

[He's a little worried, okay. About Starscream, and not just the whole "Decepticon influence on the Haven" thing.]

I can handle this without you looking over my shoulder.

I will deal with Megatron.

[...]

Fine. [He folds his arms over his chestplates, and maybe he shouldn't give up so easily, but... They've spent well over a year like this, without factions and well.]

By the Matrix, Starscream, don't make me regret this. [For any measure of "regret" one might want to use.

... Had it really been over a year, since..? Huh.]

I don't know what you're so worried about.

No, I'm sure you don't. [Which... it wouldn't surprise him if Starscream was completely serious.] But if I have to pull you out of something, I'm going to be displeased.

[And do it anyway.]

But I care what happens to you, so of course I'm going to express concern in some capacity.

[Even if it'd been a really long while since he'd... ah, "indulged" in said worry. It hadn't been useful to pay attention to it when he left the Decepticons.]

Well, don't.

As I already said: I've got this.

Unfortunately, you can't really dictate what I feel or not but I'll endeavour to not be... too obvious about it. Your skills to handle the situation isn't really what I'm questioning, after all.

[Just the inevitable circumstances and Starscream's ability to keep himself out of... trouble.]

Oh, I like that.

You might have a chance, if you keep that up.

Granted...do you really think they need protection, Starscream? That sounds a bit...Autobot.