Wheeljack (
wheeljackofalltrades) wrote in
re_alignment2013-09-23 09:13 pm
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[There's no introduction this time. Probably because he's in the medical bay, still getting his arm fixed up. And recovering from Tarn-related injuries. No explanation, no fancy hello.]
We need an armory.
More specifically--I want one.
[Why don't you tell us how you really feel, Wheeljack?]
We need an armory.
More specifically--I want one.
[Why don't you tell us how you really feel, Wheeljack?]

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[He shrugs one shoulder. Primes are a hard subject. So it everyone he feels had wronged him over the centuries.]
Sounds like you're in the medbay more than out of it. He was that big, nasty fella, right? How'd the Rules Lawyer get in on that?
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[Despite his own problems before with the Prime, he's had a certain respect for him later on.]
I get my card stamped everytime I'm in. Once I hit ten, I get myself some free high grade.
[But then things turn serious.]
Took him down when I couldn't.
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[And he somehow managed to convince the poor mech to dance with him, once. Generally Barricade likes him.]
Not a bad deal. Where can I get one'a those cards?
Mm. Sounds like a good guy. And tough, for that matter.
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[Wheeljack, you just can't stay out of trouble.]
...Definitely had my respect.
[His tone loses the sarcasm a moment, actually looking up, away from Barricade's gaze.]
When he came back I thought...yannow, things would go back to normal.
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[Well. Human enough. Barricade made powerful friends.]
A rare honor, respect.
[His tone goes serious in turn, and he shrugs a little.]
Normal in places like this is relative. Folks vanish and the rest of us are left. Sometimes they come back. Sometimes they come back and don't remember you. 'S how it goes.
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[That sinks in a moment, his fist clenching and unclenching in thought. It was true, and Barricade probably knew it more than anyone. The lights of his eyes dim in thought, thinking if holding onto Magnus possibly coming back...
like last time...
He shakes his head before he completely dazes off, back to alert.]
Guess it's pointless to hold out for it, huh.
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[He's lost a lot of people in recent history. They died at home or got deported in Axiom or stepped into teleporters on Sacrosanct and never came back out. Knock Out is the third version of the mech he's known.
And yet... and yet. Barricade shrugs one shoulder.]
I'm still holdin' out for my mate or my old partner to show up. Don't expect it, but it'd be nice t'see them again.
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[He adjusts himself on that berth, heaving out a soft sigh.]
Makes sense, the way you do it.
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[Barricade snorts, wings flicking, and leans back slightly.]
I've had a lot of practice. Lose a lot of people and you sorta figure out how to handle it, eventually. And having patience doesn't hurt either.
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Not somethin' I'm known for.
[There's a soft laugh though, holding out his good hand to the bot.]
Thanks. For lettin' me vent.
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[Barricade takes he offered hand, giving it a light squeeze and a shake.]
No problem. Sometimes y'just gotta let it out, right?