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[The feed comes on sort of lopsided... Which is because Jetfire is listing slightly.]

Starscream, it took way more than one cube like you hypothised, to get to... to this level of overcharged. As it... should, so I want to know what you did. Even if this doesn't... seem... quite the same...

[He waves a hand... which holds a cube, so he nearly spills. He'd really intended to go find Starscream, but he wasn't stupid, he recognized that he was a bit... too overcharged for that at the moment.]

Of course it also took less than the amount it would since I have... upgraded my fuel processsing systems, but coupled with this... and the fact that I made this [here he waves the cube around, clearly meaning the high grade itself] myself to make sure... I was controlling the... the vectors indicates I wasn't wrong. Though perhaps I should have... let it sit for longer, considering the differences, but I don't think the result is invalid. And.

[He pauses, frowning at the nearly full cube in his hand, then takes a drink, kind of... distracted before he actually looks into the feed, optics overly bright and the frown briefly softening into something less defined.

Someone is very, very overcharged.]

And I don't think... I've been this overcharged since when I left the Decepticons.

[Much like when Starscream spiked his energon at Wing's party, Jetfire, despite stuttering to stops at times and sort of losing his thread before picking it up, is carefully enunciating each word.

He's now staring, fuzzily-concentrated, the frown back again, at the half-full cube in his hand. Sitting up against a wall, which is probably just as well, if he's tilting even with that. It's clear he probably meant to lock this to Starscream, but... forgot. Or failed.

Either way, this is all Starscream's fault. Starscream's, and science.]

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That's not actually...as reassuring as it might sounds to you Jetfire _{dare I ask} how do you think he would kill you?

[Blurr can't believe you really said that, Jetfire.]I think you had enough please give me that.

[Blurr tries to reach for the cube but D< YOU ARE SO TALL.]

Er... [That actually makes him pause and rub a hand down his faceplates, though he has to take support by the wall.]

If you... forgive me, I'd prefer not to... think about it. But I'd assume it'd depend on the circumstances... Ah, yes. [Glancing from cube (when had he picked it up again?) to Blurr, Jetfire shrugs and hands it over to Blurr.]

Back... when I left... when I defected to the Autobots, I would have assumed the battlefield. We were... both angry. Now? I don't know. Presently it doesn't really... matter I believe.

[Another shrug and really. He doesn't want to think on it.]

[Blurr shakes his head.] No no no no no SoRrY I shouldn't have asked.

[He takes the cube and quickly puts it away before going back to the other mech's side.He rubs Jetfire leg gently.] It's fine IT's FINE...maybe you need some fresh air don't you think?

[Can he stand up without falling over now to do that? Jetfire frowns and, concentrating on Blurr's tiny form, for it sort of helps to think of the fact that he can't stumble here and risk injuring the tiny mech, that would be bad, Jetfire manages to get standing up with minimal misjudgements.]

... Maybe a... good idea, yes. I think I... said the same thing to Wing earlier [he squints thoughtfully, leaning against the wall slightly too heavily but still upright and not listing] but I'm... unsure.

[Blurr watches him closely, also worrying about him falling over. He could probably dodge Jetfire, he's faster, but he doesn't want to other bot to get hurt.]

I will stay with you and if WING'S around perhaps he will like to give us a hand I don't know how much you drank but it will _{take a bit} for your system to process the energon due to your...eh..considerable size.

I think he needs his hands, Blurr.

[Then Jetfire pauses as he realises slowly realises that was wrong, again, and shakes his helm.]

And if we're only... going for a walk, I doubt he'd feel the need to... to come with. Though if we wanted to get some air... There was this place I had considered...

[Jetfire hums thoughtfully, and, surprisingly precisely and gently, guides Blurr in front of him as he steps away from the wall. There's... minimal but still obvious weaving as they walk for the door.]

It should take... two hours I think. Maybe. Maybe three... for the high grade to have been... ah, processed enough.

I eh...no I meant..nevermidnitdoesn'tmatter.

[Blurr decides to let it go.]

Air will de-fi-ni-te-ly be good..oh? WHAT Place? [He really hopes it's a real one, and not one Jetfire's intoxicated processor might have imagined.]

Wehavetime.

[Jetfire frowns, and suddenly (too late) realises what Blurr meant, but yes, easier to let it go, definitely.]

Ah... Well, there are gorges and trenches similar to that where Vector Prime's temple is located, which has openings to deeper inside Cybertron. That would obviously be interesting in itself and I've been planning to explore this either way but... er.

One of them has... has warm air blowing outwards. Somewhat curious and it obviously has to come from somewhere...

[Now that he's actually thinking about it, Jetfire seems to have decided this is an excellent time to follow up on said idea to explore and as they get outside he veers... slightly too sharply for his condition and stumbles.

Blurr is obviously fast enough to avoid this, but Jetfire isn't really considering that, and all he can think of in his intoxicated state is that if he falls, Blurr is so very small...

And up the speedster goes in Jetfire's arms as he nearly stumbles to his knees and then straightens up.]

... Ah. Oops.

[Video] - failed lock, but scrambled coordinates

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