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[arnhaid]

So, what? This is how it's always gonna be? Buncha crazies can't get over old scrap running around killing each other? Aren't the big heads around here supposed to be lookin' out for that kind of thing?

I hate Decepticons much as the next Autobot worth their brand, but scrap if I'm gonna go out of my way to rip 'em apart for looking at me wrong.

... Punch 'em. Sure. But no one's gonna die 'cause of a punch.

Point is, this is stupid. When's someone gonna do something permanent about it? 'Cause obviously, just havin' a law enforcement team isn't doing anything.

Pretty damn near close to picking up my gun and doing something myself...

[And probably the only reason he hasn't is because -- well. What Would Optimus Prime Do?]

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[arnhaid]

... Eh, well.

That's sorta... Prowl. He's always been kind of a hard-aft. Stick in the gears kind of thing.

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[kungfugeek]

But the death of a friend gets no reaction? Doesn't that seem a bit weird?

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[arnhaid]

... Run that one by me again.

You didn't mention that part.

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[kungfugeek]

Huh?

Oh, well, I assume they're friends. They always talk to each other at Work...

But when that guy made...ugly news of Chromedome? Not a single reaction.

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[arnhaid]

[It's probably nothing. Probably Prowl just... keeping a straight face, so to speak.]

[And if people didn't stay dead here... But a friend?]

Huh.

Maybe I need to have a chat with him.

[Ironhide you say "chat" like it's a threat.]