[Audio] [Locked to Blurr & Sideswipe]

[perfavore]

 [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...]

Comments

[Action]

[stabbywheelfeet]

I don't believe it.

I'm not going to believe it.

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[perfavore]

Sideswipe!

I need you to trust me on this! He said some other things...about this world.


About some people.

[Action]

[stabbywheelfeet]

I trust you!

I don't trust him!

[Action]

[perfavore]

Then trust me!

[Those hands go to his shoulders, blue eyes narrowed.]

He said something about someone here. That they're doing something to people without knowing.

[Action]

[stabbywheelfeet]

[His own optics are blazing, angry, annoyed... worried... but he makes no move to shove the other bot away.]

What are you talking about?

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[perfavore]

...

He said there's someone here we have to watch out for. The one with needles in his fingers.

[For emphasis, he wiggles his fingers on his right hand, held up.]

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[stabbywheelfeet]

... The one with needles in his fingers.

That doesn't tell us anything. How typical.

[Action]

[perfavore]

I know who he's speaking of, Sideswipe.

The one Tarn killed on screen. It can only be him.

[Action]

[stabbywheelfeet]

Okay, so you know.

And we can keep clear, end of story.

[Action]

[perfavore]

I'm going to investigate it.


[Blunt.]

[Action]

[stabbywheelfeet]

...

That's the stupidest thing you've ever said.

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[perfavore]

...

Thanks, bello. I appreciate it.

[Those wings fold down as he goes to place the datasticks on the far console of their room.]

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[stabbywheelfeet]

No, I'm serious! Can you hear yourself?

[He unbends himself, and moves to follow him.]

You start out telling me this guy is dangerous and harmful and suddenly you want to go run off to find him?

[Action]

[perfavore]

[A hand rests itself on the slab of table, turning to lean against it.]

I'm not going to confront him. Merely...observe.

Stealth Ops.

[Action]

[stabbywheelfeet]

And if that doesn't work?

He was an Autobot, right? What are you going to do if he sees you? Fight him?

We don't work like that!

[Action]

[perfavore]

I have no intentions of confrontation, mio amore.

What, am I supposed to trust someone who can tinker with our minds?

[Action]

[stabbywheelfeet]

That doesn't mean it won't happen! You can't be totally sure.

I didn't say that. But -- he's an Autobot.

[Autobots don't do that to each other.]

[Right?]

[Action]

[perfavore]

I can't trust that, not anymore.

[Which hurts him to say, flinching away a moment.]

[Action]

[stabbywheelfeet]

... What are you ...? What does that mean?

[Action]

[perfavore]

There are Autobots who...betray us, Sideswipe.

[Action]

[stabbywheelfeet]

Tch. Maybe in other worlds.

[Action]

[perfavore]

[There's a pointed glare at Sideswipe.]

What do you think Needle Fingers is from, Sideswipe? The moon?

[Action]

[stabbywheelfeet]

Not our Cybertron!

[Action]

[perfavore]

So therefore he has the ability to betray us!

Just trust me, Sideswipe. I've seen it.

[Action]

[stabbywheelfeet]

... I--! Still!

We don't betray them! Right? We can't--! I mean. That's wrong!

[He's sputtering, and at a loss for any better words right now. He very rarely sounds as... young... as he does right then.]

[He's no stranger to war, to Decepticon treachery and violence. But growing up in the shadow of Prime's right hand bot... it founded a very strong, almost foolish, belief in your fellow Autobot.]