[Locked to Blurr]Libellula. I was wondering if we could meet up somewhere private. I have many questions I need to ask you about recent events.
[Locked to Sideswipe]Sideswipe. It appears we are the only two from our world left.
[It's a strange feeling, actually...]
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[Wow he couldn't sound less concerned about that.]
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[Thanks honey you're the best.]
Just wanted to let you know Barricade's gone.
[Even if he hadn't left yet, it's best to already consider him gone. Easier to make that break.]
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So? Good riddance to a Decepticon pest.
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Where are you?
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Argento?
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Yep. What's got you all bothered?
[You mean aside from the fact you have one leg wrapped around your head?]
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Ah. It's about...Barricade.
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[He doesn't even look up.]
I don't see why you're so worried about that waste of space, anyway.
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[Those wings flick as he takes a seat at the foot of the bed, holding the datastick in between his thin fingers.]
And...gave me this.
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[It's his default answer to anything relating to Decepticons. He glances over at what Mirage is holding, but shrugs.]
What's that? A virus card?
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[And that's as far as he'll go on that!]
It's...how things end back home. In detail.
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[So much skepticism here.]
... More like, what he wants you to think happened back home.
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Mirage was right and it only took him a few seconds to get there. It helps that he was in his room too.]
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[There's a slight twinkle in his eye at the nickname. He gave them out so much that it still surprises him when he gets them in return.
No sooner had he turned around then had Blurr appeared in front of him.]
Ah, there you are, dragonfly.
Would you take a walk with me? Ahah~ That is, if I can keep up.
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He nods and starts to walk alongside the bigger mech.]
I know how not to rush things when I have to, don't worry. Is there something troubling you?
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Barricade.
Before he left, he gave me some advice, and I would like your opinion on it.
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Go on.
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He said...'Be wary of Chromedome. Someone who fiddles with needles in your head does not stop."
Or something similar. Do you know anything about this?
[The fact that he's putting so much belief into it...]
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I know that Barricade didn't trust those who could get inside his head without permission. And he had a good reason. [The blue mech frowns for a moment, remembering the advice he got from Rung about Prowl and other bots from his universe. He's been suspicious about his coworkers for a bit and this only helped to make is worse]
It's Chromedome's companies what concerns me. His needles are gone, though. At least I think they are.
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[At least, he wants to think that...]
...So he shouldn't be a threat any longer. [A claw taps his mouthplate, contemplative.]
Barricade said people like him 'never give that up'. It was...chilling.
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Do you think that Chromedome might try to get his claws back? Why would he want that? There's better ways to deal with prisoners than using Mnemosurgery and he knows very well what happened when he tried that with Tarn.
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[His eyes dart away a moment.]
I do not know him other than what I've seen and the information polizia gave me.
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