[Notes] - Just two small bits from Prowl
"I've never been so glad to be wrong," gasped the tactician, pulling the silver mech deeper into shelter with him.
"Never thought I'd be hearin' ya sayin' that, Prowler."
"Well, you have now."
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"An' whattabout ya, Prowl, huh? What do you want?" came the roughened growl from the saboteur.
White fingers clenched on the desktop, strain showing in the set of his doorwings.
"Just a day," he finally said brokenly, fixed gaze unable to meet Jazz. "Just a day - when the insignias can come off, and all can work alongside one another without fear, without worry, just - " Prowl's mouth thinned with whipcrack emotion.
"Until then, Jazz," he snapped, straightening. "We have a job to do. Do it."
"Never thought I'd be hearin' ya sayin' that, Prowler."
"Well, you have now."
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"An' whattabout ya, Prowl, huh? What do you want?" came the roughened growl from the saboteur.
White fingers clenched on the desktop, strain showing in the set of his doorwings.
"Just a day," he finally said brokenly, fixed gaze unable to meet Jazz. "Just a day - when the insignias can come off, and all can work alongside one another without fear, without worry, just - " Prowl's mouth thinned with whipcrack emotion.
"Until then, Jazz," he snapped, straightening. "We have a job to do. Do it."