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[wheeljackofalltrades]

 [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?]

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[namesnotprowl]

Only you c'n make that decision. I quit hoping t'see Magnum - Megatron - again, after that whole Glyphless... thing. Suddenly he shows up again.

[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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[wheeljackofalltrades]

Less painful in the end to move on. 's what I've always done, back home. But nothin's permanent in this world. Like it constantly toys with ya.

[He adjusts himself on that berth, heaving out a soft sigh.]

Makes sense, the way you do it.

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[namesnotprowl]

Places like this always toy with ya. Sometimes more intentionally than others. Other places don't exactly turn me into a cat, after all.

[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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[wheeljackofalltrades]

Patience...


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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[namesnotprowl]

Prefer goin' in, guns blazing, huh? Heh. Like I said; 's all up to you, really.

[Barricade takes he offered hand, giving it a light squeeze and a shake.]

No problem. Sometimes y'just gotta let it out, right?