[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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[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.]