WHO: Blackout, Dirge, potentially Scorponok
WHAT: While Dirge is...inconvenienced, Blackout takes the opportunity to reclaim some of his purloined things.
WHERE: The Hollow
WHEN: Around now. Definitely while Dirge is human.
WARNINGS/NOTES: Closed log, will possibly include threats and manhandling of squishy!Dirge.
Blackout was beginning to suspect that he'd been in this city, subjected to the bizarre and the unbelievable for too long. The way that he was reacting to this current....upheaval, he figured, was fairly indicative. His first thought, after all (at least after assuring himself that his Lord was unaffected and offering his assistance to Magnum), had been that this presented a perfect opportunity for him to reclaim some of his things he suspected were still hidden in the jet's piles.
Though Blackout would never admit this to the other mech's face, he didn't particularly blame Dirge for cleaning out his quarters after he'd rejoined Malus. He'd left the things behind, after all... That didn't bother him. What did was how difficult it was proving to take them back, now that he'd returned. He'd been able to uncover some, but there had been some expensive tools in his quarters, and not having them now was impeding his progress on the portal.
He would have them back, and what time was better for the recovery than when Dirge couldn't do anything to stop him?
Blackout didn't bother to suppress his grin as he strode into the jet's quarters to begin.