re_alignment | AUDIO;

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brave police: j-decker | gunmax

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So, we're nearing completion of one very shiny, pretty base by Prima's temple. Buuuut, a good suggestion was made.

There should be multiple headquarters for our wee police force.

Which means, more help would be nice to set up something by each temple. That way, we have a lot of ground covered and someone is stationed by each location.

Just thought I'd mention it, since I'm just looking out for our best interest.

Oh yes. And since it turns out that there are no explosives, whatever shall we do about Prism? Hm? [He's not allowed to shoot him, but he'd still kind of like to.]

And Perceptor! Baby. Turn yourself in, I do so hate wasting fuel for Gunbike.

[PRIVATE TO KAGEROU & KNOCKOUT]

I'm stopping by with a couple of gifts, so prep yourself, shinewbie.

Otherwise... I think we should work on two things for you. An engine for energon, and getting that chip out of you. What do you say?

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A couple! Meaning more than one, less than three. Two, to be exact.

Ah, good. Then this is just what you need, hm?

What is it? ... All of it.

Why don't you ever just explain what you mean, instead of talking like that?

You'll know what it is when you see it. Cool it.

Because it frustrates you.

"Cool it"? I'm not overheating, you're just being irritating.

... Hurry up.

[That's not funny, you asshole.]

You're easily agitated. Not much of a challenge.

Don't rush me, baby.

Then stop.

... I'm going to the roof.

[aka: I'm not waiting around for you if you won't hurry up.]

Sigh, making me climb.

You'll survive, I'm certain.

[If he can make it up there with the damn generator, so can this jerk.]

[UGH TO THE ROOF HE GOES.]

[He's up there. Having... apparently dragged the generator with him. Just sitting there and looking up at the sky.]

[Like a brooding ninja bot.]

Yo, shinewbie. Quit your moping, I have stuff.

[You know what. He is not even going to dignify that with a response. Just glance at him, before standing.]

[...]

You're very small.

[No, Kagerou you're just freakishly tall.]

And you're just as tall as Shadowmaru. What of it?

You want your presents or not?

I know. I expected you to be taller.

[He tilts his head.]

Show me what you have?

First one. [Calmly tosses Kagerou a canister of gasoline.]

Fuel up, enjoy. For a bit.

[He's honestly surprised, but manages to catch it, regardless, thanks to stupid ninja reflexes.]

... I didn't expect this of you.

[But you know what. He's going to refuel the ~~crotch way~~ boring way. Just because.]

I like to be unpredictable.

[Ugh, so unclassy. He just looks away.]

So I have your small body ready. But I had the other thing you wanted. ... Maybe he can keep you company.

[Without looking at Kagerou, he holds out the small Shadowmaru body Saejima had made back in Nanamagari.]

[It's entirely likely he's only doing it that way to bother Gunmax. Because that's totally rational.]

[Once he's finished though, he sets it aside, looking back to the other 'bot, curiously.]

It is unexpected. I wouldn't have thought you would be so willing to help someone you don't trust...

[He trails off though, once he sees the little doll.]

[His expression shifts abruptly, softening, twisting. These last few weeks have, honestly, been the longest he's ever been apart from the other ninjabot. It's not actually him -- he knows that. But... just seeing it makes something in him turn into knots.]

[When he moves to accept it, his hand shakes.]

... It looks exactly like him.

[He almost whispers it, holding the little thing like it's something far more precious and valuable than a doll.]

Maybe I'm doing it because I think it's funny.

[No. It's because it's the right thing to do. Because... it's for Shadowmaru.

His deskmate, coworker, friend. And really, because he knows going solo can only go so far.]

Chief-- Toudou. He's a real perfectionist and Commissioner Saejima is pretty detail orientated himself.

You can... you can keep it.

That wouldn't be surprising.

[There isn't any heat in the words, however. He sounds almost numb instead.]

[Maybe he's just too focused on the little frame. He's already trailing his fingertips over its face. But it doesn't help the feeling -- the aching feeling of loneliness. If only this was the real thing.]

[He doesn't look up.]

Toudou. Yes. I remember him... He told me he would reformat me... as if it were something to look forward to. Some better option.

... You don't sound so certain.

...Toudou said that? [For some reason, that shocks him. Gunmax actually looks at Kagerou now.

He almost sounds hurt. Why would Chief say that...?]

Look, I miss him too. Not the way you do, but ... I do.

But I think you need it more than I do.

Yes. He said I was to be reassigned. With all the new data the position entailed...

[He doesn't think he needs to define the implications. Granted, by the time Gunmax showed up, things had changed a lot. But Kagerou has no way of knowing that.]

[His fingers curl around the little figure. Protectively. Possessively. He's tempted to say what's on his mind -- No one could possibly miss him as much as I do -- but restrains himself.]

If I thank you, is it going to make you act strangely? ... More strangely?

[That baffles his mind. He himself had been reassigned, but no reformatting was required. What the hell happened?

Why didn't anyone say anything?]

Depends on how you define "strange" for me.

Like you did the last time I said it.

[All flustered and. Well. Weird.]

Well, I'm not gonna care. Say whatever you want.

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