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[copperkitty]

Okay seriously... someone give me the lowdown on organics.

Are they poisonous or not? Someone once told me they could control minds too.

[And spit acid. That someone needs a good kick up the exhaust pipe.]

I don't get why they have to be on Cybertron with us.

[Maybe stick them in a cage somewhere they can't get hurt. Or turn bots into guitars.]

Oh yeah... what's soccer?

[It's been a while and he's forgotten who he was supposed to talk to about that.]

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[copperkitty]

[Well look who happens to be on his tiny list of 'People Cheetor doesn't want to talk to.]

I dunno, I think I'm a little busy right now.

Call again in a few million stellar cycles, and then we'll see.

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[raceme]

[;w; come on, give him another chance.]

I can't remember much about our conversation ^{but I know} that I told you some pretty nasty<7i> things and I wanted to apologize. iwasnotmyself.

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[copperkitty]

[You hurt his feelings, stomped on his dreams and aspirations, and severely damaged his ego. It'll take more than this to make him forgive you.]

You know what? You can take your apologies and stuff them up your exhaust pipe. I don't care, jerk.

I hope never see your face again.

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[raceme]

[While I was not myself >: it shouldn't count!]

I didn't mean any of the thing I said or did. [At least the ones he remembers.] That was not the real me AND I can't member exactly what happened between us but I am truly sorry even if you aren't interested in my apologies. IS there any way I can MAKE IT UP to you?


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But if..that's what you really want I'll leave you alone.

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[copperkitty]

[There's a silence as Cheetor glares irritably at the wall. Cheetor isn't an unforgiving person in general, but what Blurr did hurt, even if he hadn't meant it. The feeling of being completely shut down and mocked is still fresh in his mind, and he can't bring himself to forgive Blurr just yet. Part of him wants to. To put all of this behind them and be happy again.

The anger seems to ebb out of Cheetor's voice, leaving him sounding tired and (if you listen closely) a little sad and disappointed.]

Just... leave me alone okay?

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[raceme]

But...

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[raceme]

[Blurr doesn't want the conversation to end this way, but there's nothing he can do to make Cheetor feel better. And he said he would leave him alone if he asked.]

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[raceme]

Take care.

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