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WHO: Nemesis Prime and Malcolm
WHAT: Random bumping into each other.
WHERE: One of the lower zones.
WHEN: Sometime shortly after Malcolm is human again.
WARNINGS: Uhhhhh we dunno yet |D Probably at least minor violence. Add more if we need to. :3
The weight of his cannon on his arm is refreshing and the steady hum of his systems far more familiar than that pathetic human form could have ever been. He much prefers metal and cabling to flesh and bone; humans were to fragile, too easy to hurt.
This was better. Far better.
Wandering the lower zones simply because he can again, he takes out some of his frustration on random stacks of nothing and plots as he just walks, direction-less--against Magnus, against the Primes, against whoever was responsible for his recent misfortune and it gives him some measure of a good mood to imagine claiming victory over them all.
WHAT: Random bumping into each other.
WHERE: One of the lower zones.
WHEN: Sometime shortly after Malcolm is human again.
WARNINGS: Uhhhhh we dunno yet |D Probably at least minor violence. Add more if we need to. :3
The weight of his cannon on his arm is refreshing and the steady hum of his systems far more familiar than that pathetic human form could have ever been. He much prefers metal and cabling to flesh and bone; humans were to fragile, too easy to hurt.
This was better. Far better.
Wandering the lower zones simply because he can again, he takes out some of his frustration on random stacks of nothing and plots as he just walks, direction-less--against Magnus, against the Primes, against whoever was responsible for his recent misfortune and it gives him some measure of a good mood to imagine claiming victory over them all.