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

[megaton]

[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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[megaton]

[He can't help but laugh at that pronouncement. Starscream certainly will have trouble running.]

A drink?

Yes. It may be a bit, though...my flying is rusty.

Still a police officer?

[His Glyph is there, nice and black.]

[raceme]

[If he wins, BLurr is quitting the planet. SOMEHOW.]

Or a dozen if you need them.

There's no rush, the bar is goign nowhere.

Among other things, yes still an agent of the Law. Some things never change.

[Blurr's own is a bit different, it was a solid gold now with an purple outline. he notices Megatron and actually smiles.] This time you are safe, I think.

[megaton]

Come now, I'm not that large.

[He laughs.]

And how many officers do you have now? Enough, I hope...

[It would be good to be safe. He just wish it didn't have to come with being branded.]

[raceme]

Neither I am but I drink about as much because my engine burns fuel way faster than larger mechs. It's not all abut size~ [Blurr's trying not to grin and failing.]

More than before, we are reorganizing a few things to be be able to help more defectively. Do you want to join us? [Yep, definitely smirking now.]

[megaton]

Oh? And what are you doing that requires so much energon? Keeping everybody on their treads?

[Blurr certainly was fast enough, he'd seen it himself.]

No, I can't imagine that would go well. I have a...problem with taking orders.
Besides, I think you have enough mechs now to handle anything that a Firstforged might throw at you.

Or...whatever passes for a threat around here.

[Such as himself.]

[raceme]

I go everywhere running and I explore a lot. No one can beat me in a race. [He sounds so proud of that.]

Many bots have the same problem, even Autobots. [Blurr gives him a brief smile.] The last month had been rough, we even had phantoms, but we are an stubborn lot.

Do you have any plans for the future I should worry about?

[megaton]

Oh yes. I plan to determine what is causing the badlands, whether the populace wants to stay here and build a home or return to their origins, and I plan to provide incentive towards whatever that decision is.

The usual.

I could use some help getting it done, however.

Especially from someone as fast as you.

[raceme]

An interesting goal. Be careful with Unicron's influence, tough, he can Eb rather tricky. Incentives uh? [What those could be.] In my nothing on my world for me and here I can be of more help.

The usual, of course.

Oh, praising will get you everywhere. Perhaps we could meet in person to discuss what can be done?

[Blurr really doesn't trust the comm with important matters and he rather works with Megatron and keeps an eye on what is going on than judge his actions unfairly because the Megatron he knows wanted to start another war.]

[megaton]

Barricade said the same thing.

At this point, however, I feel I've got nothing to lose. If the Haven can benefit from my...unique talents...then I should put them to use.

[He wants to fight. He's trying to be good about it.]

Anywhere that is not a Firstforged temple.

[raceme]

None of us is lying. Ive seen what it can do, it's never nice.

[Blurr can understand that sentiment. They're a belligerent race.]

We could meet at the bar or at any random part of the Haven if that makes you more comfortable.