[Video] [Transmission from: Vectorian Temple] - Seventh Offense | Post Ultimate Showdown

[namesnotprowl]

[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?]

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[namesnotprowl]

[Must. Not. Laugh. Must not laugh. This is supposed to be sad after all. This is unfortunate.

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.

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[cliffjumper]

[How is he supposed to react to anything else said when it's all woven in between... that? And no, it's not fair. To Cliffjumper!]

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.]

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[namesnotprowl]

Comparing me to Sideswipe? Now you're just being insulting, Cliffjumper.

[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.]

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[cliffjumper]

The only difference is that he's probably sincere.

[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.]

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[namesnotprowl]

Debatable. Besides, I'm hardly lying; you are, in fact, cute.

[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.]

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[cliffjumper]

Wh--arrgh!

[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.]

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[namesnotprowl]

You're so flustered.

[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.

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[cliffjumper]

Oh, shut off.

[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.