[AUDIO TRANSMISSION: ALPHA TRION'S TEMPLE]

[dinnerdate]

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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[Action]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

What? You think there's even less than a few?

[There's a soft chuckle.]

Got that right. You know how I don't let things go.

[Action] YOU LET HIM GO, JACKIE

[dinnerdate]

Few is stretching it, I think.

Let's get this over with then.

[Action] THERE WAS A WAR, OKAY

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[Wheeljack keeps limping until he sees the first unused room, tilting his head towards it.]

That'll do.

[Action] THAT'S A TERRIBLE EXCUSE

[dinnerdate]

[Dead End gives the Wrecker a gentle push into the room.]

Come on then, I didn't crush your joints when I drained you. You can move a little faster.

[Action] YOUR FACE IS A TERRIBLE EXCUSE

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[He stumbles to catch himself when pushed, even if it was gentle, slowly making his way in. Yep...looked pretty much the same as the others, except for Temple aesthetics.

He wastes no time flopping on the berth, rolling over onto his back.]

[Action] ...oh

[dinnerdate]

[For a moment Dead End stands there awkwardly. Right.]

Well. Rest up, I guess... I'll make sure no one bothers you.

[Action]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

's appreciated, Deads.

Don't forget to power down too.

[Action]

[dinnerdate]

Think I'll be fine staying online for a while. Been doing enough powering down to last me a while.

[Action]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Sleep tight then, Deads.

Whenever ya do.

[Those optics blink a few times, each time slower than the one before, until eventually they're closed for good.]