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re_alignment2012-09-13 09:01 pm
winged_knight) wrote in re_alignment2012-09-13 09:01 pm
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[Video][Transmitting from Junk Pile's edge near Megatronus's Quadrant]
[The Link flickers on to revel darkness cut by a single shaft of pale light. Only the tip of a pointed silver footplate is visible in the light, occupying the immediate foreground. From there the view travels up, the darkness marred only but the soft gray lines of a white frame punctuated by blood red accents seated in the background.]
[The helm swivels, sharp white audials slicing through the air as the glow of red optics comes into view.]
Fellow Haveners, refugees, it's Wing again.
[The voice: it’s very definitely wrong. It’s not Drift’s but it’s not Wing’s. It's almost a beautiful melding of the two but with a dark, sticky-sweet coating. He moves like a ghost, slipping from his perch to come down to your level.]
Please disregard my earlier broadcast. I assure you there's nothing to worry about. Aside from a slight frame mix-up-- [the helm leans further into view stopping just short of a ray of light, revealing Drift's features instead of Wing's] --which appears to just be a thing that's been happening of late, I feel peeeerfectly fine. Mooore than fine, in fact.
[It’s much of the same cadence and language that Wing uses, but his normally gracious words carry none of their usual earnest weight, instead sounding overly casual and almost patronizing.]
The only thing that's not fine is that I don't know where Drift is. [A thread of irritation--insolence--that gets covered quickly and his tone becomes sweet again.]
But maybe there's someone out there that can help me with that. Speaking of...
[Wing will just call out a few people of interest now, and not bother locking any of the frequencies. What would that accomplish?]
[To Soundwave]
Soundwave. Why so blue? It’s horribly depressing. Not to mention boorish. You’re better than that. Can’t you make some beautiful music for me? [Oh, there's a look that promises something in return, should you indulge him.]
[To Kagerou]
My friend Kagerou. You said recently that you wanted to start living. I was happy to be there to cheer you on. Now I'm ready to step up and take you places. Do you really want to start living? Come find me and I'll show you.
[To Perceptor]
Perceptor, did they lock you up for those shootings yet? No? Good. We could have some fun with that overactive trigger finger of yours. I’ve better uses for it. [Have a impish little smile.]
[To Pharma]
Oh Pharma... [He waves a hand casually.] Just wondering how it feels to know you touch the world through Decepticon crafted hands? Self servicing must be a real conflict of interest now.
[To Blurr]
Blurr, [it comes out as a purr almost, as if caressing the syllables as they leave his mouth.] You naughty thing. I’ve been watching you. I saw what you did. I just have to say...Bravo. [A slow clap, dark fingers into a cool metal palm.] Veeeery entertaining. Please, let us have mooore.
I do wonder though...how you think you’ll get your police force off the ground with behaviour like that. But I guess we didn’t really need it anyway. That’s no fun, right?
[To Starscream]
Starscream. No, no the other one. You are as big as your ego now. Have you challenged Megatronus yet? You were so confident about being his equal earlier when you were telling me how you'd throw him over your knee and slap his aft til he cried 'Primus!'. I'd love to know how that goes. [Can he watch? Please?]
[To Vandal]
So Karrie--err, sorry--Vandal.... Maybe you should come stay with me? You’ll be safe here. I can protect you if...Drift is otherwise occupied.
[To Drift]
And Drift... Where arrrre you? You've been avoiding me. [a pout of distaste] Perhaps I can understand why but, reeeaaally, we just have more in common now! Could be fun, yeeees? [the helm tilts provocatively as he leans uncomfortably close into frame.] Please let me know where you are. I've miiiissed you so very much. And I've I gotten as much fun out of myself as I can. I need you. Don’t make me come fiiiinnd you.
At this rate I'll have to find myself a lesser substitute just to satisfy my needs...
[The helm swivels, sharp white audials slicing through the air as the glow of red optics comes into view.]
Fellow Haveners, refugees, it's Wing again.
[The voice: it’s very definitely wrong. It’s not Drift’s but it’s not Wing’s. It's almost a beautiful melding of the two but with a dark, sticky-sweet coating. He moves like a ghost, slipping from his perch to come down to your level.]
Please disregard my earlier broadcast. I assure you there's nothing to worry about. Aside from a slight frame mix-up-- [the helm leans further into view stopping just short of a ray of light, revealing Drift's features instead of Wing's] --which appears to just be a thing that's been happening of late, I feel peeeerfectly fine. Mooore than fine, in fact.
[It’s much of the same cadence and language that Wing uses, but his normally gracious words carry none of their usual earnest weight, instead sounding overly casual and almost patronizing.]
The only thing that's not fine is that I don't know where Drift is. [A thread of irritation--insolence--that gets covered quickly and his tone becomes sweet again.]
But maybe there's someone out there that can help me with that. Speaking of...
[Wing will just call out a few people of interest now, and not bother locking any of the frequencies. What would that accomplish?]
[To Soundwave]
Soundwave. Why so blue? It’s horribly depressing. Not to mention boorish. You’re better than that. Can’t you make some beautiful music for me? [Oh, there's a look that promises something in return, should you indulge him.]
[To Kagerou]
My friend Kagerou. You said recently that you wanted to start living. I was happy to be there to cheer you on. Now I'm ready to step up and take you places. Do you really want to start living? Come find me and I'll show you.
[To Perceptor]
Perceptor, did they lock you up for those shootings yet? No? Good. We could have some fun with that overactive trigger finger of yours. I’ve better uses for it. [Have a impish little smile.]
[To Pharma]
Oh Pharma... [He waves a hand casually.] Just wondering how it feels to know you touch the world through Decepticon crafted hands? Self servicing must be a real conflict of interest now.
[To Blurr]
Blurr, [it comes out as a purr almost, as if caressing the syllables as they leave his mouth.] You naughty thing. I’ve been watching you. I saw what you did. I just have to say...Bravo. [A slow clap, dark fingers into a cool metal palm.] Veeeery entertaining. Please, let us have mooore.
I do wonder though...how you think you’ll get your police force off the ground with behaviour like that. But I guess we didn’t really need it anyway. That’s no fun, right?
[To Starscream]
Starscream. No, no the other one. You are as big as your ego now. Have you challenged Megatronus yet? You were so confident about being his equal earlier when you were telling me how you'd throw him over your knee and slap his aft til he cried 'Primus!'. I'd love to know how that goes. [Can he watch? Please?]
[To Vandal]
So Karrie--err, sorry--Vandal.... Maybe you should come stay with me? You’ll be safe here. I can protect you if...Drift is otherwise occupied.
[To Drift]
And Drift... Where arrrre you? You've been avoiding me. [a pout of distaste] Perhaps I can understand why but, reeeaaally, we just have more in common now! Could be fun, yeeees? [the helm tilts provocatively as he leans uncomfortably close into frame.] Please let me know where you are. I've miiiissed you so very much. And I've I gotten as much fun out of myself as I can. I need you. Don’t make me come fiiiinnd you.
At this rate I'll have to find myself a lesser substitute just to satisfy my needs...
Video
[He blinks, and reaches back. Out of habitual mimicry.]
Okay. I -- thank you. I need... help. I can't do this alone. I don't want to be alone.
[His head tilts.]
Privileged. Yes... I can see that. They don't want to accept our lives. Do they?
Like what? What do you need?
Video: Locked
[A slow smile spreads over Wing's face at that, with just the slightest of sultry edges.]
I can help you. You don't have to be alone Kagerou, not if you have me.
They don't want to accept that something could be superior. And in your case, that something they, themselves created, could surpass them.
[He passes a moment, his optics narrow slyly and he locks the feed.]
I'm considering addressing a big problem we have here and I know you're...familiar with him. Would you tell me what you know about Prism?
Video: Locked
[He... actually smiles a little bit in response. Although it's little more than that mimicry again. Should he be smiling? Is this the right time?]
[Can't hurt to try.]
I want your help... you've been good to me, always.
Are you certain? I'm not the advanced model. I'm nothing but his shadow -- how can that surpass a human life?
[And then he flinches. Actually flinches, pulling back slightly.]
... Prism is an AI. He asked for help. And... then went through my memories. Like they were -- I didn't tell him he could do that.