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[Despite having found haven in the Solian temple, Wheeljack wasn't one to stick around in one place. It made him positively antsy, and to be honest, there wasn't much to do there. The longer he stayed, the longer Ratchet would mother-hen him into thinking something was wrong with his processor, or that a dent on his chassis meant irreparable damage. As touching as that was, he decided to stretch his wheels. It's not like they could do anything or go anywhere, after all, so he headed towards the only place he knew of: the junk pile.

Not that he minded that. It was a good place to search for materials. Something to make a good grenade with. Because really, with two Starscreams and counting he had to make sure he had the perfect present for them if the time called for it. And he couldn't rely on the one latched to his hip permanently. It was bound to be used sooner or later.

Figuring he could use a bit of help in this area, he decided to switch on the communicator.]

So...anyone want to go on a treasure hunt?

[He could be seen digging through a pile, tossing out this and that.]

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Ooh, that's cool.

[Korra presses the red armor against her, looks down at it. Really matches closely to her her firebending uniform for her test. Then she frowns at it. What's something like this doing here?]

[Wheeljack tilts his head to get a good look at her, perking an eyebrow.]

Looks like a perfect fit to me.

Good thing I can just pull this over my clothes right now.

[But Korra takes her helmet off first. Then she puts the red armor on, and replaces her outfit. She does a few quick katas. She settles back, satisfied, crosses her arms.]

Yep, it's a good fit.

[Then her eyes dart back to the ground.]

Um, you can put me down now, Wheeljack. Thanks.

[Oh, right. His hand lowers enough for her to hop off.]

No problem, kiddo.

Glad to see ya found somethin' in this scrapheap.

[Korra nods.]

You, too.

[She glances around.]

What are else are you looking for?

[He took another look around too, finding some stray wires. Those would be helpful...]

Anythin that can be used in a bomb. Specially with THAT Starscream here.

[Korra blinks.]

'That' Starscream?

Yannow, the one from my world. I owe him a little grenade-shaped present anyway.

So...you guys are enemy factions?

That's one way to put it. Our last meeting...wasn't so great.

Stasis cuffs and prisons were in the equation.

[Korra grimaces, reminded of Tarrlok.]

That blows. Sorry about that. Were you...captured, long?

[The bot shakes his head as he bends his legs, giving them a good stretch.]

Nah, I don't like to stay in one place for too long. Not that I had time to waste. Starscream made a copy of me to try and sneak into my faction's base.

...A copy of you?

What, did he find a version of you from another world? Like how there are three Starscreams here?

[His eyes get a bit heavy.]

Worse. He got one of his cronies to look like me and sent him in.

...That doesn't sound possible.

[Korra peered up at Wheeljack closely.]

It's not like you guys really wear armor anyone can put on, it does look like it's all a part of your body....

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