[Video/Action; Originating from Vector Prime's temple] Pata-pata!

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 [UGH. That is not the audio function. Stupid new body.

Have you ever seen an angry Italian Ferrari robot? Well if you have, you probably haven't seen them in six-inch form.  The Link opens up to show Mirage, and it's obvious to see that something about him has changed. Compared to everything else around him he seems...more petite. Not that it stops him. The bot is rather stubborn, and is making his way around Vector Prime's temple (at a snail's pace, mind you), hoping he could just voice-talk his way through this problem, get it solved and move on with his life.

However, luck is not on this guy's side today, so congrats everyone! You're looking at bitty!Mirage! And...he's not too happy, rattling off curse words in both Italian AND Cybertronian. That's not good language, mister )8<

On the front of his chestplate is the Cybertronian glyph for "Mirage".  An...odd aesthetic.]

Dio mio...This is embarrassing...

[If Shockwave or Barricade see this--]

Ironhide. Anyone. I require some assistance.

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[STTTOOOPPPP UGH HIS REPUTATION.]

It worked well with Sonar.

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[namesnotprowl]

[NO ONE'S REPUTATION SURVIVES BARRICADE, MWAHAHAHAH no he won't tell anyone about this. This is all for him.]

Ah, Sonar. He was kind of a tool, anyway.

[raceme]

[It is a comforting touch indeed, BLurr replies with a soft revving of his engine. He has butterfly door so those move up slowly to not scare the tiny mech and allow him to get out.

Blurr changes back to robot mode, leaning down with the palm of his hand open so Mirage can sit on it again.]

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[That gets a chuckle out of the Ferrari.]

You were not fond of him?

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[Mirage pounces out of the car, landing in a crouched position to survey the area. It seemed clear, and the transformation noise behind him causes his head to spin around, still a bit shocked.

It was so much louder than usual.

He blinks at the hand for a few moments before climbing into it.]

[raceme]

[Mirage survey the area, in his actual size, was a really cute image but Blurr keeps it to himself. He wonders if he looks like that in front of the other much bigger bots.

He pulls the red mech closer to his chest one more time and walks inside the temple, looking for the medbay. Once they get there, Blurr peers out of the door, checking who's in there.]

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[Mirage perches on the edges of Blurr's fingertips, peeking over them like some kind of Solid Snake fanboy. He was trusting the agent to be his eyes, as he couldn't see as well from the position Blurr was holding him.]

Is anyone there?

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[namesnotprowl]

[He grins.]

Hardly had t'be; I didn't work with him much. But I would've taken Brawl's company over his, any cycle.

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Cannot say I would prefer either, for obvious reasons.

[That head seems to tilt into that petting now, the click-whirr sounding again.]

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[namesnotprowl]

Eh, Brawl had his moments but he wasn't so bad, sometimes.

And you seem t'like me petting you.

[Which is why he's going to keep doing it.]

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[At that last statement, he shakes his head, as if immediately realizing that Barricade was the one doing that.]

Stronzate.

And perhaps I would believe you more if Brawl had not tried to destroy my comrades.

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[namesnotprowl]

Ah, but your comrades were trying to destroy my comrades as well.

Still listened to you talk about Que, as if he didn't build weapons to annihilate all the mechs I knew.

[raceme]

[Soon enough he will have an "!" on top of his head if someone surprises him.]

Hm...nnnoooo looks like everyone's out.

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Hmm. That is a shame.

[Don't mind him still trying to get a good look.]

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[Mirage quiets down, thinking this over. Whether he'd admit to it or not, Barricade had a point. And...well he'd be lying if he said that Decepticons hadn't proven him wrong before.]

He seemed...confident.

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[Blurr notices and moves his hands down to the floor, so he can look all by himself and the place is deserted.]

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[Have you ever seen a tiny robot do stealth ops? It's pretty freakin hilarious. He hops down, immediately tumbling and scurrying over towards one of the berths, attempting to climb it.

And for a little guy, he doesn't do an overall bad job of it!]

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[namesnotprowl]

[Barricade tries to look at things logically, from time to time. He chuckles quietly.]

He was. Well, you might be too if your faction's second-in-command hand-picked you as the artillery guy for a search-and-rescue mission. No one knew weapons like Brawl did.

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[If he were human you would be giving him diabetes right now, Mirage.

Blurr's debating if he should help or if the other mech would be offended by that. he decided that he will only interfere if Mirage is going to fall back.]

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[Mirage's tiny hand traces along the seams of Barricade's fingers idly.]

That is quite an honor. Although I wonder if his knowledge bests Ironhide's.

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[Good call on that. He hates being treated like he can't do something. Thankfully, he scales that berth, pulling himself onto it to get a look around.]

The coast is clear, obviously, but I do not see any tools lying around either.

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[Barricade twitches his claws lightly, though he doesn't seem particularly bothered otherwise. He's a little ticklish, so sue him.]

It was; the bridge crew of Nemesis was well-picked and honored t'be chosen. Well, for the first five thousand cycles, anyway. As for Brawl... couldn't say how he would've matched up against Ironhide. Don't know if they faced one another during the war.

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[So does Blurr, he understand. Blurr could clap, but he stosp himself because that would ruin the moment.]

it's strange that no doctors are here USUALLY there's at least First Aid ...UHm...I could run a scan? [He doesn't know much about medicine but there's a machine right there that he knows how to use.]

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[Okay, because Mirage isn't going to stop, finding the little twitches to be interesting. Okay, so maybe he got a little more playful in his shrinking.]

They have not. If they had I cannot see how they wouldn't make...an impression.

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[The little bot is slightly hesitant, his wings twitching idly as he listens to Blurr...but there's no way this bot would hurt him, right? He gives a slight nod.]

It could not hurt.