[Video] [Transmission originating from: Prison!] - Eleventh Offense

[namesnotprowl]

[Oh look, it's Barricade! But he's looking a lot more like himself. He even has his firelizard perched on his shoulder... who is probably the one that got him his Link back, the dastardly creature.]

Mm. I don't suppose I could convince anyone to come let me out of lock-up by showing off these legs of mine. Could I?

Or this new-slash-old facelift of mine.

Well. Even if it don't, I'd be ever so glad f'r a visitor or ten. Does get awfully boring here.

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[namesnotprowl]

Hey. Guessin' you're pretty sore about being threatened with death and the whole 'I attempt to make good on it when you show up to arrest me' thing.

perma text - locked. And that's good to know <3

[raceme]

To be completely honest, I'm being threatened with death very often around here. Just not by those I care about.

[He still wants to make sure it's you and not that imposter playing games to get out of jail.] How does my firelizard looks like?

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[namesnotprowl]

I think I oughta be flattered that you said you care about me.

[To be fair, That Other probably wouldn't bother with the subterfuge.] Seeing as I'm still scrounging up the fabric for the jail guard's wings, I'm guessing you mean the personal one. 'S the same shade'a blue that you are, with your insignia on its back - which was very difficult to paint, I'll have you know.

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[raceme]

You couldn't tell?

[Probably not but after what happened with Shockwave and others Blurr has deep trust issues. The reply, however, makes him smile even if Barricade can't see it.]

Welcome back, 'Cade. I'll come over and we can talk face to face.

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[namesnotprowl]

It's flatterin' regardless~

[And he knows better than to bring up trust issues. Considering he has his fair share of them.]

I'll be here, and glad for the company.

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[raceme]

Silly mech.

[They make quite a pair when it comes to that.]

Give me a few seconds.

[He doesn't need more than that. And ey, when he comes down he has the key with him. He stops before Barricade but has yet to open the door of the cell.]

I'm glad to see you back to your sense, mr. Lord High Protector. You've been a really bad boy and kinda scary. I hope Knock Out comes back.

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[namesnotprowl]

Now now. I'm only silly when it's fun.

[Which is all the time.]

[Barricade is walking back and forth in the cell - slowly, rather than irritated or urgent pacing. He pauses when he notices Blurr, and Rumble gives a chirp in greeting. Barricade snorts.]

I'll have you know that the title was entirely my Megatron's fault. He wasn't always just called Lord. And I know. I'm sure Knock Out'll be back, though. Most folks do return and I doubt he'll let me just live down this whole thing.

[raceme]

Everything is funny to you, too. [Oh, Blurr knows.]

[Blurr feels more at ease now that he can see the other mech in person and walking. He gives a smile to the little dragon and then opens the cell, leaning against the door frame.]

Blaming Megatron seems like a good excuse. Most of the time it's a believable one.

[Not like he doesn't believe Barriacade but teasing him helps to hide how distressed he was about the whole thing.] I like your actual face much better, no offense.

[namesnotprowl]

Oooh, so you think I'd really make that up, huh? Always thought I'd go for "Lord Greatest Leader Ever" for a title, myself.

[Hahaha like he's leader material. But he is quite glad for the teasing, it's a nice change of pace.]

Ahh, but that was my actual face - plus a lot of damage. This - [He waves at his face.] - was an upgrade I didn't exactly ask for. Kinda actually appreciate it now, though.

[raceme]

A more subtle and modest title. You could put Sentinel's ego to shame.

[Yes it is. Blurr's still leaning against the doorframe, mr. Greatest Leader Ever. If you want to leave the cell you will have to come closer.]

Yes, I know. I could live with hat face but the murderous attitude was a bit too much. [The face, in all honestly, was something he could get used to. With time. Lots of time. But still. ]

[namesnotprowl]

As if I'd be a leader anyway. Eh, I'd be lousy at it.

[Other him, on the other hand... but that's neither here nor there. Barricade casually saunters his way closer, smiling.]

Mm, here I thought the threatening was part of his charm. [He knows how most people feel about his old face. He wouldn't ask someone not from his world to accept it.]

[raceme]

You never know. Even I managed for a bit. [He still kind of does, being the second in command of the Police Force but he rarely mentions his official status.

Blurr looks up. Are you going somewhere~?] If you wanted to end handcuffed you could just have told me.

[namesnotprowl]

Kinda still are aren't you? Police Force does seem t'listen to you and all.

[Barricade looks down. Mmmmaybe~] I very much doubt he expected handcuffs from an Autobot, actually. Of course, sure you know that I don't mind it at all.

[raceme]

Maybe. [The racer smiles fondly.] McCrane is the one in charge, he's a good boss.

[Blurr raises his chin up. My, my, looks like someone's blocking your way. Whatcha gonna go?]Some of us Autobots are rather unpredictable, what can I say? You do, uh? What an interesting subject to discuss in private.

[namesnotprowl]

He is, on both accounts. But folks still look to you because it wouldn't have gotten off the ground without you.

[Barricade tips his head slightly, winding his arms around Blurr. Looks like he'll just have to move you himself~] That you are. Especially to him. Mm, and it would be, wouldn't it? Well... [Barricade looks around conspiratorially.] ... looks pretty private from where I'm standing~

[raceme]

[There's an embarrassed glint in Blurr's optics. he's never been good at handling compliments.] I just wanted people to know that someone was there to help if they needed it.

[Blurr won't oppose to that, any contact is more than welcome. He leans against the much bigger mech.]

Oh it is...[Blur chuckles softly.]...but anybody could walk in. [Not to mention that there are cameras around.] However, my office's up there.

[namesnotprowl]

And they do, which is just another good thing you've done f'r this place. [He hesitates to call them a community because... hahahaha no.]

[Barricade practically purrs, doorwings flicking against his back.]

True... though that can be part of the fun~ [Barricade smiles, though his grin gets a little wider when Blurr's office is mentioned.] Mmm, escorting your prisoner to your office for a little... interrogation, huh~? How dastardly.

[raceme]

Fla_tterer. [But don't stop, it's nice.]

[And Blurr hands move up his back to touch the base of said doorwings~]

Only if it's Prowl. I would do it to see the look on his face but it could be McCrane and the poor bot doesn't deserve that. [There's a glint on Blurr's optics and a grin on his face.] I take my duty seriously.]

[namesnotprowl]

Only to people that deserve it. [He can't help it.]

[Barricade's wings twitch lightly and he does purr now, deeply through his engine. Mm, do like~]

Mm. It would be funny t'do to Prowl. Maybe we should borrow his office instead... [No, now that's just evil of Barricade; don't listen to him.] I can tell. Well, officer. Lead on~

[raceme]

I'm honored to be one of those people then. [Blurr is sure not complaining too much.

The racer grins. He knows all the sensitive spots already and it's taking advantage of that.]

That could be _{rather dangerous} and probably dis-res-pect-ful. [That's not a 'no' though. Instead, he moves his hand down to tug at Barricade's arm, leading him upstairs. it's going to be an entertaining night.]