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WHO: Blitzwing highly_unstable and Blackarachnia technoorganic
WHAT: Blackarachnia confronts him after Blitzwing makes the mistake of divulging her recent activities in an effort to save his own aft.
WHERE: Zone Four - Blitzwing's apartment
WHEN: Now.
WARNINGS/NOTES: Violence?

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[technoorganic]

Blackarachnia was anything but pleased at the blame being placed in her general direction. While she may not have heard from Megatron since that first initial arrival confrontation, she dislikes having the blame shoved in her direction, especially if she feels that it isn't deserved.

Not that she likes it even when it is deserved, but still.

So, she'd decided that Blitzwing needed a lesson - a good, well thought out and planned lesson in manners and etiquette.

She's quiet - moving in the shadows was her specialty these days. She was already fast, and being what she was and all of her..enhancements made it that much easier to move about undetected.

It's how she slips into Blitzwing's house unnoticed.

Oh you silly little boy - that was far too easy!

Moving quietly as she scuttles across the ceiling, she scours each room, looking for him in silence.

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Not surprisingly, the presence of the over-sized arachnid had gone entirely unnoticed.

Blitzwing, for his part, was sifting through the recent communications on his device, the occasional burst of less than sane laughter ringing out in the sparsely decorated room. The furniture was mismatched and clashed horribly, like a result of the conflicting personalities' choices, and there were empty energon cubes littered half-hazardly across only one side of the room.

For the moment, it appeared that Icy was in control, his expression characteristically serious as he scanned through a text entry.

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Pleased with the fact that he hasn't noticed her, she slips into the room after observing for a few tense moments.

It simply wouldn't do to have him find her before she was ready to strike, now would it?

Blackarachnia drops behind him silently, straightening as she lands. It's her venom she'll use first - letting Hothead out would spell bad news instantly for her, but it Blitzwing himself is paralyzed...well.

That would just make this a whole lot easier.

So, that what she aims to do - the stingers are poised as she darts around him, aiming to sting him in the chest. Best place, in her opinion.

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By the time he heard the noise, it was too late to react. He'd barely leapt from his seat when the stingers hit their mark, venom already flowing into his fuel lines, shorting out important circuitry.

His faceplates spun, settling on the furious red of Hothead, an angry snarl escaping him as he started to fall. Shoulder cannons twitched uselessly as he hit the ground with a resounding crash, the invisible bonds of her poison already taking their hold.

"Fix zhis at vunce, insect! I vill tear your legs off und shove a can off Raid down your intakes!" he bellowed, gnashing his teeth uselessly. He needed to crush something, inflict some violence upon his attacker; it was Hothead's perogative, what he was built for - and unable to do that, his faceplates swapped again.

"Vhat is ze meaning off zhis?"

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"Ah ah ah - I don't think so." She gives him an extra shove when he starts to fall, though she does step back at the completely unnecessary bellow.

"You and I are going to have a little chat, sugarlips."

Retracting her stingers (only AFTER injecting just he right amount of poison - for now), her hands settle on her hips and a nasty smile curves across her face.

"See dear - I don't take too kindly at being pointed out, and I definitely don't like my employer being outed, either." Blackarachnia hadn't been prepared for that, and it had really made her fuel boil.

Which, of course, is not good for darling little Blitzy-boy.

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The venom was stronger than he would have anticipated, making even the slightest twitch of his servos impossible. None of the personality fragments could override its effects, his faceplates shifting again, then again, searching vainly for some advantage.

Even Random, who cackled at the predicament, could do nothing to actually help the situation. Instead, he leered up at the techno-organic with a broad grin.

"Oh, oh! I haff fallen und I can't get up! Ahahahahaha!"

The laughter was cut short as Icy pressed to the surface, leveling her with a glare that could have cowed even Lugnut. Possibly.

"I do not know vhat you are talking about."