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Red Alert trudges into his office, straight from the shuttle back from Cybertron where he'd been digging up yet another dead end (and no, not the Stunticon, who had apparently been wandering about Autobot City in the security director's absence) on the last few war criminals Ultra Magnus was still hot to track down. No more. That's the absolutely last time he allows the City Commander to send him off on another fruitless, wild-turbofox chase.
Primus only knows what insanity has enveloped the city while he was galivanting about Cybertron looking for ghosts. With a deep sigh, he drops into the chair behind his desk and starts cueing through logs, trying to catch up.
Primus only knows what insanity has enveloped the city while he was galivanting about Cybertron looking for ghosts. With a deep sigh, he drops into the chair behind his desk and starts cueing through logs, trying to catch up.