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re_alignment2013-08-10 07:57 pm
fugitrix) wrote in re_alignment2013-08-10 07:57 pm
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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.
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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Your kind has... sparks? That's what they're called?
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You can replace our frames, but you can't replace our sparks. Are you not like that?
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And data can always be copied.
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You have to live with your memory data too, no matter what... or else you lose who you are.
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No, our memory data can degrade or get corrupted. It can be erased and manipulated. We're not infallible.
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Really?
[He had no idea. He'd thought it was -- special or something.]
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There's old bots who've had some processing decay. Usually the stubborn ones who refuse upgrades.
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