re_alignment | [AUDIO TRANSMISSION: ALPHA TRION'S TEMPLE]

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tf: prime | dead end (occ)

[AUDIO TRANSMISSION: ALPHA TRION'S TEMPLE]

Don't suppose anyone has a spare power core... or two?

Could really use one right now, doubt I'll be so lucky... I'll take a buffer if no one has any power cores.

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[The Stunticon feels the nudge, but it does little to stop him. Stopping so soon? It just felt like he'd started getting energy, he'd like to get at least a bit more. Wheeljack's going to have to do more than just nudge him to get him to stop.]

[When Dead End doesn't stop, he gives a harder nudge, or as hard as he can get for the moment.]

Deads, you're...

you're done.

[There's a faint grumble from his engine as he siphons a last bit of energy for himself and reluctantly pulls away. He could finish him, should finish him. Get a full power core's worth, but Wheeljack had a lot of friends. Doesn't stop him from staring at the core seriously thinking about it though.]

[Yeah, he sees you oogling it, Dead End, and shoves you off. The plating shakily covers it back up as he tries to regain his composure, a hand going to his helm.]

Scrap...

[He stays where he lands, optics remaining fixed on Wheeljack's power core location. No. Wheeljack has a lot of friends and a drained power core wouldn't look good when he was asking for cores. It's just another thing he can't have. It's just how his luck is. Just, be glad he's not dead for now.]

You sure you can't spare a little more?

[Just...this look, Dead End.]

I think you had enough...

[That hand rubs his helm.]

Feel like I got hit by my own ship.

Could do with a bit more...

[That look would be more effective if he were looking at the Wrecker's face.]

I think getting hit by your ship would have killed you.

Hey, we agreed to part of it. Not most.

[That hand goes to his chest, rubbing it.]

And I could have taken all of it... I'm guessing you have a lot of friends here.

And right there is the reason I don't trust ya.

I could have, but I didn't. And you trusted me enough to let me take energy.

...Just saying you're not dead yet, so maybe you pushed me off too soon.

You only didn't cause I stopped ya.

[He shakes his head a little to regain composure.]

Aft.

I'd have stopped.

[Probably.]

... Don't blame me for something you agreed to.

I'm fine.

[He starts to get to his feet.]

That'll hold ya for awhile.

You should avoid transforming for a while.

So, you going to be here next time?

Don't expect this to be all the time, Deads. Find yourself some Sharkticons to fill ya up.

I'll save your aft if ya need it, but our deal still stands, got it? No drainin' me dry.

[He points a finger at the other bot accusingly.]

But your energy is delicious.

[And it would take so many creatures to fill him where it takes so little Cybertronians.]

I drain you and I might as well sign myself a death wish.

Glad ya think so. I'm flattered.

[His optics close for a minute.]

Got that right. I'd come back and kill ya myself.

While you are that lucky, I don't think that'd happen here.

Listen, I owe you. I'm not going to be stupid and try draining your core.

[A soft smile cracks on the Wrecker's lips.]

Aww, I'm flattered, Deads.

For what?

Thinkin' I'm some Lady Luck.

...Not like anything unlucky's happened to you.

Wouldn't go that far.

[He opens those eyes, looking at him.]

Lost a lot of my buddies.

Their luck not yours.

[He certainly doesn't see Jackie dead.]

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