[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...]

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audio; [PRIVATE]

[stabbywheelfeet]

Is that a bad thing?

[Wow he couldn't sound less concerned about that.]

Locked forever

[raceme]

Of course. Just tell me when and where and I will be there.

audio; [PRIVATE]

[perfavore]

...In some aspects.

[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.]

[perfavore]

Meet me by Vector's temple. You are the speedier of the two, so I assume you'll be here in a few moments.

>action

[raceme]

That I can do, red. I'll wait for you.

[Action~

Mirage was right and it only took him a few seconds to get there. It helps that he was in his room too.]

audio; [PRIVATE]

[stabbywheelfeet]

... What's that supposed to mean?

So? Good riddance to a Decepticon pest.

audio; [PRIVATE]

[perfavore]

Is better if we speak personally, Sideswipe.


Where are you?

>action

[perfavore]

Hmm.

[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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[stabbywheelfeet]

I'm in the room, calm your headlights.

[Action]

[perfavore]

[And...he'll just walk from the entrance to the temple to the room, peeking in.]

Argento?

[Action]

[stabbywheelfeet]

[He's exactly where he said he'd be. But sprawled out on the bed, applying oil to his knee joints.]

Yep. What's got you all bothered?

[You mean aside from the fact you have one leg wrapped around your head?]

[Action]

[perfavore]

[There's a five second stare. Really, with how Mirage feels about this, how could he NOT stare at the actual cat Sideswipe lying on his/their bed.]

...


Ah. It's about...Barricade.

[Action]

[stabbywheelfeet]

What about him?

[He doesn't even look up.]

I don't see why you're so worried about that waste of space, anyway.

>action

[raceme]

[Blurr thinks it's a fitting nickname and he wants to show Mirage some appreciation.

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?

>action

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[And he keeps pace with him, his head tilted up slightly. Almost reminiscent.]

Barricade.

Before he left, he gave me some advice, and I would like your opinion on it.

[Action]

[perfavore]

He warned me about something.

[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.

[Action]

[stabbywheelfeet]

He was probably lying.

[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?

[Action]

[perfavore]

Not this time, Sideswipe. He was rather...personal about it.

[And that's as far as he'll go on that!]

It's...how things end back home. In detail.

[Action]

[stabbywheelfeet]

Sure he was. So you'd trust him.

[So much skepticism here.]

... More like, what he wants you to think happened back home.

[Action]

[perfavore]

I don't see what he would gain out of it if he was leaving, Sideswipe. And...he's helped us before.

[Those wings flick again.]

It just doesn't seem like a trick. I'm an expert on detecting those.

[Action]

[stabbywheelfeet]

Maybe he's not actually leaving. Ever think of that?

[He jabs the wax buffer thing at Mirage's chest.]

I don't see why you're trusting anything a Decepticon says.

[Action]

[perfavore]

[He looks down at that buffer, hand wrapping around his wrist.]

And what is he going to do? Attack us? He's had plenty of chances before.


And he's an Ex-Decepticon.

[Action]

[stabbywheelfeet]

[He blinks, and looks down at his grasped hand.]

Why are you defending him...?

[raceme]

...ah. [Blurr is not sure if he wants to talk about the mech. He misses him a lot. So far he's been trying to keep himself occupied so he only thinks about him when he's alone.]

Go on.

[Action]

[perfavore]

[Those fingers dance over Sideswipe's, momentarily intertwining with his own.]

Because I have this feeling he's right.


About a number of things.