video;

[sciencetank]

[The scientist has his face resting in his hand, optics offlined while he rubs at his forehead.]

I can't get a damned text through to his comm. Voice either. It's as if...

[Perceptor trails off, suddenly realizing he's activated the "call all" button, or broadcast function, whichever it is. He straightens, looking abruptly less defeated and more irritable. Which is normal for him.]

Has anyone been able to locate Smokescreen as of late?

If he's run off on some idiotic adventure, I would prefer to hear of it. Now.

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[sciencetank]

And we do not know for a fact these links are infallible. A glitch could be possible.

Oh for Primus' sake, I hardly give a rusted bolt for dating information. I want him found.

First and foremost!

[deadlydoctor]

If that's what you want to believe. [Knock Out shrugs. See how few he cares? Because he doesn't care. At all. Honestly.]

Good. [Is bad enough that Prowl knows.]

Why do you worry so much? We you his boyfriend then? [Knock Out know that's not the case but doesn't stop him from wondering why is Perceptor so focused on someone who wasn't his partner.]

[sciencetank]

I have to accept any possibility, if I have no proof either way.

No.

His guardian. A role I take rather seriously.

[deadlydoctor]

His name is gone, so are all his things, and there's no way to track him down. I tried. What more proofs you need? There's a difference between wanting proofs and being in denial.

His guardian. [Knock Out frowns.] You did an awful job.

[sciencetank]

I am aware of the difference.

...

Good day.

[He probably should be more mature than this. But he hangs up, unwilling to deal with jabs like that.]