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[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?
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[Have a baleful little black eye glaring at the camera. Along with the crackling of a few obvious sparks.]
Chuuu.
[Give it a moment. Some of those irritated nonsense words have no meaning at all...and when it next speaks, the furry orange creature sounds a lot like Sari.]
This. This is so -chu! Stupid! Stupid! STUPID!
Can't even- Rai! -Talk right! Aarrgh!
[Apparently the nonsense word tic doesn't seem to adequately express her displeasure. Furry face scrunching, she moves to start a good old tantrum- and accidentally shoots lightning bolts from her face, frying bits of the junk yard she's currently hiding in. Startled, she jumps back, trips over the tail coming out of her backside, and falls over, paws peddling furiously in the air.] | | |
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[To say that Rewind didn't know what was going on would be wrong. He knew exactly what was going on, as a matter of fact. Not that it made sense, but having a recording of the Acolytes speech made it clear that he didn't have any questions on where he was or why. Crazy stuff, bro. So with that lodged in his memory, there's really no need to bring that up, now is there? Well, none pertaining to that situation.
The feed opens up to show Rewind sitting a good distance away, on what looks like to be a gun almost as large as himself. Now either that's a gun built for the FirstForged themselves, or Rewind is just tiny. It's...the second. But look! A chipper wave!]
So I guess I'm let off rivet duty for a little while, huh. I can't say I'm disappointed in that, really. And especially over that...
[He never will figure out what Rodimus's transmission was...just that he had to take a little walk.]
Just tell me one thing--anyone seen or heard from Chromedome?
[Priorities first.]
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