re_alignment | [Voice]

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[Voice]

[the voice...may be familiar, to some. if only because of the fact that it sounds like Optimus slagging Prime.

a somewhat deeper, drier, and utterly deadpan Optimus Prime, that is. who sounds more than a little...annoyed. we'll go with that. ~~and maybe a little resigned?~~]

If I asked for the dimensional coordinates, would anyone have any idea what I was talking about.

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... Someone might. But they sadly don't have them for this dimension.

[~~Hey jerkbot heeeeey~~ if you remember him, this is quite possibly going to be the best week ever of all time.]

[...oh.

oh.

he knows that voice very well, but-well, it might-]

...if they can at least tell me if this is Asphodel or not, I would be grateful.

[SO VERY CAUTIOUSLY-]

You.

[This is not a friendly sounding tone.]

[It's the right person. And said right person remembers.

Maybe...

Maybe Barricade's luck is finally turning around for once.]

It could be Asphodel. But then again, there are a lot fewer sand worms and insane, roboracist zealots here.

Then the only question that remains is whether or not you have the highgrade, Barricade.

[this is as close to a joke he gets, but his voice has warmed.

NICE TO HEAR YOU, BRO]

[He snorts quietly, grin evident in his voice.]

C'mon. When do I not keep highgrade, Convoy? Frag, I'll even hand-deliver it to you all special.

[HE HAS MISSED YOU SO MUCH BROBOT.]

[that...voice is slight familiar. but...

he doesn't /recognize/ recognize it. oh he has a suspicion, but they seem to know him a lot better than he knows /them/.

at least, opposite of combat.

when he speaks, it's slowly, but...still with that deadpan quality]

You have me at a disadvantage.

Excellent. I would send you coordinates, but my systems are still readjusting to the shift. I think I've been out for a few days, and considering my last memory is of Sacrosanct...

[...he's not surprised.]

[The first thing he was going to do was reply to the dry not-question, distracted as he was and just listening to the words...]

Sure, but there ain't any for---

[Then the voice itself catches up with him, and it sounds awfully familiar except less pointed, less... something. That's still not enough to not have Cliffjumper automatically snarling.]

I want video, unless ya want me to get someone to hack this stupid thing to get your location to see if you're actually who you sound like.

[Nearly sound like, but Cliffjumper's not listening to that, just the angry, paranoid instinct flaring up that says he needs to shoot this mech, if it is who it sounds like.]

Cliff?...no. [still, he knows that kind of snarl. and whether or not he's actually recognized...

it takes a moment, but he does put on the video, albeit private. have red optics blinking at the screen, with just a slight tilt of a head that indicates interest and curiosity]

Cliffjumper, I presume.

Sure I'll be able t'find you. Unless I've gotta sift through all those piles of junk to do so. Might take a while in that case.

Not surprising, is it? How these things usually work.

Was the station damaged? [or perhaps you know more than you've said, considering that last statement. still, he's able to work out at least something on his own.] Though...the stars are different here. And the Rift was not like that.

I ain't been on the station in a while. You fell through a different tear in the space-time continuum. And I suppose it's my pleasure to be the first to welcome you to a new, young Cybertron.

[that...earns a long pause. he and Cybertron...

well.

it's a mixed relationship.]

Interesting. And such a tear would account for while you were hardly missing for 'a while' before I came here. [ah, dimensional physics.]

I don't think they've even discovered dimensional coordinates. They're still building the planet.

[The encryption's noticed, but not focused on, instead Cliffjumper's staring hard the astrosecond the video comes on and while the red optics throw him off nearly makes him assume...

But no. This isn't. Luckily it isn't.]

Uh... yeah. [Cliffjumper sort of collapses in on himself, instantly relaxing for a brief moment before his optics narrow again, but this time more thoughtful than full of angry, hair-trigger suspicion.

There's no recognition in that curiosity, however.]

... You know an alternate then? And, uh... sorry for... that. [There's a vague wave of his hand to indicate his earlier reaction.]

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Then you don't remember the attempt on my life?

In Axiom?

Then how unlucky for them that I do not seem to be the first...unexpected guest.

I have never been to such a place.

You seem to have mistaken me for someone else.

[especially as he doesn't make 'attempts'.]

That's been said before. A Megatron said nearly the same thing, though a bit more eloquent.

You seem very familiar to one I have met previously. But I take it the name 'Convoy' has no meaning to you.

[as for the apology, he just shrugs a little. no big deal.]

Edited 2012-11-08 00:07 (UTC)

Mm, don't you just hate when that happens? Someone gets a months-long jump on you in some weird new place.

Outta curiosity, you got a glowy tattoo-looking thing on one shoulder?

A Megatron. Has he caused trouble yet?

[EVEN DRIER THAN BEFORE he has experience with them, you see]

Surprisingly, not yet. He only just arrived, but he did start out recruiting.

And yet you're asking for dimensional coordinates.

Primaxian, Tyran, Malgian....does none of that sound familiar to you?

[Come on, he really wants to be angry at you. Stop making this difficult.]

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