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Absolute glitchin' slag.

[There's more insults than those being muttered over the audio, but they're kept at a lower pitch, and the noises of metal or other items being thrown around obscures some of it.]

One of these days I'm actually gonna get to stay put an' where the slag--- [Either the speaker just stumbled over something, or yanked something out of a pile.] Finally! Ugh. Okay.

[And then have video and a red cybertronian with sensor horns leaning against... a very large cannon (or is he just that small?).]

Any of you find a large sniper rifle calibrated for someone my height before I do, I'd appreciate if you ask me if it's mine.

[Because that thing was made for him, so. And while sniper rifles aren't his favourite weapon, he's picked up the talent and he came here with it... as his found cannon can testify. Cliffjumper grunts and drags a hand down his faceplates.]

Got the basics, blah blah, besides that what is the situation? An' for the information, apparently even TransTech, who proclaimed themselves quite above the rest of us, can't make proper stellar span.... er, space bridges.

[He's not going to assume anyone he knows... from either two dimensions or Axiom Nexus is here. And the real kicker? He has the vaguest impression he sort of bounced briefly into the negative polarity universe before coming here, but he's not sure and that, along with his missing weapons, is just torqueing him off.]

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Didn't get home f'r long.

[Well. For long enough, but that's neither here nor there.]

Either way, we're here now. Some shiny new Cybertron that dropped us out of some kinda space-time rift with symbols on our arms.

... That good or bad?

An' considering I've heard most places got energon shortage... and the same went for where I was before Axiom, seems this place got somethin' for it in that department... Nothing less than Axiom, and there's shelter.

[Now, whether that was enough, or would weigh up well enough... Well, he didn't know yet, but at this moment a lack of organized government felt sort of... safe. Even if the ones in charge were technically many times more powerful than the TransTech, even less those in power, had been.]

Good and bad. Think I prefer dimension-hopping, frankly. Nothing left back there for me.

Well, don't seem t'have any problems with energon shortages here, luckily. Even better, no paperwork.

[And no one watching his every move, to his knowledge, which is even more of a positive for him. Barricade has missed being able to keep things to himself, to go places without being tracked. Having people dig up things that he doesn't want dug up... The lawlessness was worth the freedom.]

[Hard to tell how much you should trust a mech you're just talking with over audio and whatever else, but at leats it was easier to quiet any other impulses and just (as much as possible) take it as it was said.]

That bad, huh? An' I gotta say, I had once chance to go hoppin' about dimensions following someone else, and it was kind of hard to not go.

[Eventually getting home or not, that had been a singular offer after all.]

Never had any lack of energon before all that, so it's nice to be back to not worryin' about it... and that slagging paperwork---

[Cliffjumper groaned a bit, the mere reminder was enough. Surely an efficient goverment wouldn't need that much paperwork?]

That bad, yeah. You decided not t'go with them, I take it?

[There had been a few people he would have followed if he could, back in Axiom. On Sacrosanct there wasn't really a chance of going back home, he thought... though there was one there he might go with if it was a viable option.]

Heh. Happy to give you the good news about not having paperwork, then.

Wasn't finished with the situation, even if Nexus could probably have used the help as well.

[Cliffjumper huffed, a faint buzz of static and shook his helm as well, the first having to enhance the second since it was only audio. He could excuse himself with saying that getting home that way would just have been a possibility, and he had had a hard time deciding...

In the end, trying to set things right in a reality not technically his own where those he knew best were mockeries of the ones he'd known practically forever in favour of all the other possibilities.]

An' it is good news. Wonder if they wree out to deactivate us from pure boredom and then overheating from trying to process all that information.

[The grumble is obvious.]

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