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[OOM: " Bumblebee, there's something I have to tell you..."]
The elevator doors slide open, cunningly concealed paneling parting to a sound best described as the THX sound played in reverse. The mech who makes his way out looks as if he's just been served with a court order to wipe every RIAA-owned data byte off every piece of storage media he owns- or something of similar magnitude, anyway. It's hard to say for sure with a face like that.
He'll be going home and looking for one of the other Autobots in a bit, but right now Bumblebee just needs some time away from the base to do some processing.
The elevator doors slide open, cunningly concealed paneling parting to a sound best described as the THX sound played in reverse. The mech who makes his way out looks as if he's just been served with a court order to wipe every RIAA-owned data byte off every piece of storage media he owns- or something of similar magnitude, anyway. It's hard to say for sure with a face like that.
He'll be going home and looking for one of the other Autobots in a bit, but right now Bumblebee just needs some time away from the base to do some processing.