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[ Arcee doesn't really want to stay hidden forever, as much as Prowl would prefer she did. She's been off the radar so long it was sort of second nature; it was what she knew and was familiar to her. It was a free world for her though. Prowl isn't her keeper.

The video is on and Arcee is out perched on one of the balconies on Leige's mountain, frost clinging to the thick cloth cloak she'd donned since her arrival. There's some tears, neat little slices in the looser parts of the fabric, the holster of her swords decorated in a dozen sharp blades-- remnants of her experience in the Badlands.

She pushes down her hood, pulling off her mask, and shakes her head as if clearing cobwebs out of her thoughts. Her helm has a few bits of scratched paint, a little bit of wear here and there. ]

I want to hire myself out to the police force.

[ Very peculiar choice of wording. ]

I'm experienced with handling the punishment of individuals who won't stay dead. Looks like you may be in need of that.

[ Spoken like someone who genuinely believes that this is a good experience. Her expression is almost uncharacteristically soft and sincere. To be fair, she really cares about the well being of Cybertron. ]

The Haven must be safe within the borders; what's outside is dangerous enough.

[ Prowl ]

I figure you might be interested in hearing about my little trip. Megatron and I got to have some quality bonding time.

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[Power Joe was about to let the other Police Force members handle this but--Oh.

Oh.

That's a girl.

That's so a girl robot.

How can he tell? WELL...PINK. That's his reason.]

Hey.

[Smooth.]

[ Well. He's right?

It helps Arcee is incredibly socially awkward. ]

Um, hey?

Haven't seen your face around! You new here?

[Small talk is the best way to go! At least...that's what he believes.]

I spent a week in the Badlands. Otherwise, this is the first time I've announced myself.

Wait, you went out there? And came BACK??

[Okay, he's not only ~~attracted~~ interested, he's impressed.]

No, I'm a ghost.

[ She's just bleeding the sarcasm everywhere. ]

tch.

I've dealt with ghosts before. You're way too pretty to be one.

[TACT????]

[ Haha, what. ]

I'm sure ghosts can be pretty too.

Not really. You can't even see them.

How can something be pretty if you can't see it?

[It makes sense in some Power-Joe-logic way.]

I suppose you'd be the expert. I've only run into undead with physical forms.

[ She hums, fairly neutral, and the winglets on her back flutter to shake some frost off the cloth. ]

...They come that way?

[Then again, he really shouldn't be all that surprised.]

So! Since you got a good idea of the Badlands, how about a tour around here? Unless someone...already took you.

Dead coming back to life? Yeah, I've seen it.

[ Shrug. ]

I've looked around but I can't say there's been a line to speak with me.

Heh, just makes it easier for me to talk to you, yeah?

[PJ, please stop...]

[ She blinks, because she's not sure what to say to that. ]

You find it easy?

Why wouldn't it be? Talking to a person is easy.

I'm not exactly someone who's easy to talk to.

Says who? I think I did it pretty well.

And if I can do it? Well, maybe the others are just stupid.

[ You make her plating fluff, PJ. This is a completely alien concept to her. Arcee just looks incredibly confused and awkward for a moment. You can take that for shyness if you want. ]

Maybe. But you know nothing about me.

[Oh, he notices. Even if he's kind of dumb on emotions as well.]

Well not yet. That's what getting to know each other's about, right?

[Like dating!]

So whattya say?

What if you don't like what you find out?

...

What do you mean by that?

I mean, this isn't about the other guy...the other you, I mean.

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