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Starscream stood there with his hand extended for a few moments, somewhat baffled by the flesh-creature's reaction. "This is rude?" he asked incorrectly, confused both by the human's terse answer and by his failure to reciprocate the admittedly ludicrous gesture. The Decepticon lowered his hand, turning to the table of food to look for some fruit while Rude looked him over.
"No fruit," he mumbled quietly, picking up a small container sealed with an aluminum lid and inspecting it carefully. "This seems...what is this?" His head snapped upward at Rude's query, prefacing his response with a dismissive laugh.
"Oh Primacron no, no, no," Starscream spat out, gripping the lip of the lid and pulling with a bit too much strength, sending much of its contents onto his fingers. He peered into the container carefully, then dipped one of his fingers inside to scoop out and ingest the contents. Decent. "No, I am not...I am a robotic life form from the planet Cybertron. Our species is called Transformer."
Starscream paid little attention to the stares he was receiving from the flesh-creature. Clearly he recognizes greatness even when disguised in such a humiliating matter, he mused to himself. Nevertheless, the Decepticon was not one to normally let such...'innocent' gestures bother him at all. If the human WAS harboring some sort of insult toward him, he was doing well to keep his emotions in check, unlike those two red-haired nitwits he met at the village.
A good way into messily devouring the yogurt, Starscream looked up, genuinely surprised at the question. "Who...let's see, the answer is a bit complicated. I suppose I could credit the planet Cybertron itself for manufacturing my original body, while I was bestowed a Spark - and, thus, sentience - by the supercomputer Vector Sigma. Neither could really be considered a lifeform in of itself, though some have argued the case for Vector Sigma."
"Now, dimensional travel...as I stated in my response to your writing, I was, at one point, involved in interplanetary exploration, so within one particular dimension I am quite well versed. I've also experienced time-travel, though not of my own will, and I would not be able to replicate that here without knowing the...'magical' sources behind my first encounter with it." Starscream shuddered on utterance of that word...though he had experienced the supernatural first hand, methodologies described in anything but logical, rational means always managed to annoy him. "I have not had any success in undertaking cross-dimensional expeditions, however, especially since after joining in the Great War I abandoned those endeavors entirely."
Starscream stood there with his hand extended for a few moments, somewhat baffled by the flesh-creature's reaction. "This is rude?" he asked incorrectly, confused both by the human's terse answer and by his failure to reciprocate the admittedly ludicrous gesture. The Decepticon lowered his hand, turning to the table of food to look for some fruit while Rude looked him over.
"No fruit," he mumbled quietly, picking up a small container sealed with an aluminum lid and inspecting it carefully. "This seems...what is this?" His head snapped upward at Rude's query, prefacing his response with a dismissive laugh.
"Oh Primacron no, no, no," Starscream spat out, gripping the lip of the lid and pulling with a bit too much strength, sending much of its contents onto his fingers. He peered into the container carefully, then dipped one of his fingers inside to scoop out and ingest the contents. Decent. "No, I am not...I am a robotic life form from the planet Cybertron. Our species is called Transformer."
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A good way into messily devouring the yogurt, Starscream looked up, genuinely surprised at the question. "Who...let's see, the answer is a bit complicated. I suppose I could credit the planet Cybertron itself for manufacturing my original body, while I was bestowed a Spark - and, thus, sentience - by the supercomputer Vector Sigma. Neither could really be considered a lifeform in of itself, though some have argued the case for Vector Sigma."
"Now, dimensional travel...as I stated in my response to your writing, I was, at one point, involved in interplanetary exploration, so within one particular dimension I am quite well versed. I've also experienced time-travel, though not of my own will, and I would not be able to replicate that here without knowing the...'magical' sources behind my first encounter with it." Starscream shuddered on utterance of that word...though he had experienced the supernatural first hand, methodologies described in anything but logical, rational means always managed to annoy him. "I have not had any success in undertaking cross-dimensional expeditions, however, especially since after joining in the Great War I abandoned those endeavors entirely."
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