[Accidental Video]
[The feed starts with a crash, the video a blurr of motion as the comm device is knocked to the floor. As the feed finally begins to focus, it offers an awkward angle of Optimus seated on a couch, the Magnus Hammer across his lap. It looks as though he was in the process of removing a particularly heinous paintjob from the weapon when something startled him - He's now twisted around to look at the doorway, his shocked expression just visible.]
O-Optronix?
[Somewhere out of range of the camera, the Primaxian Prime had stumbled in through the door, throwing it shut and slamming his back up against it the moment he makes it inside, locking it behind him.]
Stay away from the windows!
[Optics wide and intakes working rather obviously, he lunges at the controls for the blinds, pulling them shut. The feed catches the small Prime's feet as he leaps from the couch, the Hammer raised defensively.
Not that he has any real intention of using it, but seeing his alternate that spooked has him on edge.]
W-What's wrong?
[The elder Prime doesn't answer at first, cautiously peering out through a crack in the blinds. After a tense moment, he nods in satisfaction, and turns to his alternate with a dire expression.]
Imitators.
O-Optronix?
[Somewhere out of range of the camera, the Primaxian Prime had stumbled in through the door, throwing it shut and slamming his back up against it the moment he makes it inside, locking it behind him.]
Stay away from the windows!
[Optics wide and intakes working rather obviously, he lunges at the controls for the blinds, pulling them shut. The feed catches the small Prime's feet as he leaps from the couch, the Hammer raised defensively.
Not that he has any real intention of using it, but seeing his alternate that spooked has him on edge.]
W-What's wrong?
[The elder Prime doesn't answer at first, cautiously peering out through a crack in the blinds. After a tense moment, he nods in satisfaction, and turns to his alternate with a dire expression.]
Imitators.