Barricade [Bayverse] (
namesnotprowl) wrote in
re_alignment2013-08-30 08:52 am
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[Video] [Transmission from: Vectorian Temple] - Seventh Offense | Post Ultimate Showdown
[Barricade is looking... slightly more tired than usual when he starts up the video. He'd been helping to fix the injured as they came in and - when that was done - drove all the way to Vector's quadrant and harassed the Acolytes about where a certain speedster was located. He exvents slowly before he finally speaks.]
Did what I could in the medbay for the injured. If anyone involved in the operation is listening... good work. You did our little society proud.
Now. If anyone needs me, I'll be in Vector's temple.
Someone ought to be here when Blurr wakes up.
[Besides, someone had to put the pieces of him back together. Why not him?]
Did what I could in the medbay for the injured. If anyone involved in the operation is listening... good work. You did our little society proud.
Now. If anyone needs me, I'll be in Vector's temple.
Someone ought to be here when Blurr wakes up.
[Besides, someone had to put the pieces of him back together. Why not him?]

[action]
Decepticons have medics too, ya know [Huff. he knows this, Barricade can't use that as a reason to be on his 'best behaviour'.[ and besides... if you actually meant what you're sayin', whatever I say wouldn't matter.
[He pauses, scowling.]
... Not like I'm gonna chase you outta here, even if I want to.
[On the off-chance Blurr has been stupid enough.]
[action]
[Him included. He was lucky to have Frenzy; the little guy fixed him when he needed fixing so he wouldn't have to be one of Flatline's experiments.
And it's not just you saying it. Half the Haven is convinced I'm a Decepticon.
[Prejudice against red optics, he says. Prejudice!
Barricade snorts lightly.]
As if you could chase me out.
[action]
[Because if people don't want to get repaired because the medics are unpleasant, what then? THough... the negative polarity Ratchet. Cliffjumper grimaces, and almost misses the jab.]
Hey! Like slag I couldn't! [With a sharp little rev of his engine, Cliffjumper stomps around the altar and up to Barricade.] Just 'cause I couldn't just lift ya up and toss you out don't mean I couldn't get you outta here!
[Hope you like your plating poked, because that's what he's doing, while glaring... helm tilted back of course. Give him a moment and he'll realise what he's doing and how close he just got, while not actively involved in a fight.]
[action]
[Well. Then that's your problem if they happen to split your spark into separate bodies.]
... Cliffjumper. Are you threatening me to headbutt me out of here?
[Barricade looks down at the much smaller mech, almost amused. In fact, he is a little amused by the fact that a mech this much shorter than him is poking him. Is this what it feels like to be those mechs he tried to push around?]
That is so adorable.
[action]
If that's what it'd take---
[Hey now. You did not just call him adorable while he's threatening bodily harm!
The growl dies off into a sputter, engine and vocaliser both as his optics widen and flare.]
You--- Rrrgh! [There's some slight sort of near-squirm before Cliffjumper snappily points up at Barricade again, still sputtering.] I ain't fraggin' adorable ngh [He can't say that straight mostly because it's embarrassing, optics going a little brighter and field flaring before he scowls.]
I've kept the negative polarity wanna-be pretender Prime off-balance, I could totally headbutt you out of here if I had to!
[If he can't use his cannon or something. Don't make him do it.]
[action]
No, no. You're definitely adorable. Totally cute.
[Yeah, he really can't take Cliffjumper's threats seriously, with the sputtering.]
But I seriously doubt that Blurr would appreciate us fighting over his body, whatever the reason.
[action]
I--- Augh! [Growling, static underlays the noise briefly as Cliffjumper scrubs his faceplates to get rid of the tension as much as to hide his too-bright optics.] That ain't what I wanted to hear from a Decepticon! Former or otherwise!
[Have another finger stabbed your way, Barricade.]
And maybe not, but it might be fraggin' needed!
[He's more (embarrassed and) exasperated at this point than completely angry, but.]
[action]
No, what's unfortunate is how much fun Cliffjumper is. This just isn't fair.]
It's just the truth, Cliffjumper. You are adorable and there's nothing you can do about it. The denials just make you even cuter, in fact. [Actually, they make CJ hilarious to tease.]
But if we're going to be serious... you would have to kill me to get me out of this room. And I doubt that you really want to do that, even with me calling you cute.
Which you are.
[action]
Rrrr! You're just as bad as Sideswipe! Or worse--- ngh! [There goes the optics and the twitching field as Cliffjumper crosses his arms over his chestplates.]
No, I really, really want to, but I ain't, even if you're bein' fraggin' impossible.
[Scowling, Cliffjumper uncrosses his arms, and, still definitely unable to completely control field or his overly bright optics, gives Barricade something that's not really a punch but more than a smack on the nearest bit of armour before he stomps around the altar again.
Distance. Distance is good. Because if he doesn't get some, he'll do more than smack the slagger who's making him blush, ugh.]
[action]
[He is not the biggest fan of Sideswipes, bro. Sorry.]
And I'll have you know that this is not me being impossible. You haven't seen that yet.
[He rocks with the swat... and lets all of his plating shiver once and settle back into place while Cliffjumper storms around to the opposite end of the altar once more. Here, Barricade finally does grin. Ha ha, made you feel awkward.]
[action]
[Cliffjumper's grin is rather sharp and more teeth than honest amusement, because even as awkward this whole thing is to him, he knows Barricade's basically just doing it to annoy him.]
Then I hope I ain't ever gonna have to see it.
[With a huff, he sits down on the edge of the altar, arms crossed over his chestplates. He could sit on the floor, but then he wouldn't be able to keep an optic or two on Barricade.]
[action]
[It's the smallness, really. And the unending offense at the thought. Being able to annoy Cliffjumper by stating fact is just a perk.]
With any luck, you won't.
[Barricade, by contrast, had dragged in a chair to sit on, which he does. He keeps one optic on Cliffjumper... one on the door... and two on Blurr. Weirdo.]
[action]
[HERE HE THOUGHT THEY WERE DONE WITH THIS! And he should be able to hear that said without being embarrassed by it, especially by now, but compliments just... makes Cliffjumper flustered.
Even when they're said by a Decepticon (even if he claims not to be one anymore).]
And can ya stop with that--- That optic... thing!
[Have a wildy waving arm in your direction, Barricade.]
[action]
[He would probably start laughing but this is the most inappropriate time for that. He will keep it to himself, for now. But Barricade is definitely not finished with this.]
My optics can move independently of each other. That is what they do. It lets me see multiple angles at once in case something changes.
[action]
[He didn't need it pointed out, thanks. With a grumble, Cliffjumper crossed his arms over his chestplates, still keeping Barricade in the corner of his vision.]
... Suppose that's useful, but it looks slaggin' creepy.