Starscream finally decided that flying made it much less likely that he would have another 'near squish' incident. Besides, walking was for ground-pounders.
A familiar shape--almost human-sized, but decidedly not human--catches the former Air Commander's optics. Starscream finds an open space and lands on his boot-thrusters. Once the jets whine down to where speech is actually audible, he turns his attention to whatever it is that Dinobot is talking about.
He tilts his head curiously. "Rather vague, don't you think? A few more details, like why are you reluctant to speak, and why you want to, might help when it comes to offering intelligent advice."
Starscream looks at Dinobot intently. "Is the entire crew of both ships here, then? Or their alternates? I keep tripping over you f--lot."
(( Mun wants to know--is this Dinobot a ghost or what? Because this Starscream *is* a ghost, though with a physical shell. ))
((Dinobot is definitely dead, but not quite a ghost per se. He has substance, and all the appropriate functioning parts, systems, and needs, but can't actually leave the Nexus by any means. He's in something of a limbo-state, and his stint in the Nexus marks the limbo between his death and (brief) resurrection. He makes no secret of his deceased state, though I leave it to you to determine whether Starscream can recognize it with a look.))
Starscream.
*Dinobot sneers.*
You couldn't even manage intelligent advice on betraying Megatron.
"I try to be helpful, and all I get is insults. What, exactly, did I do to you?" he says petulantly.
Starscream is actually wondering that. His memories of the events of his brief run-in with the Beast Wars crew are fuzzy, at best. He remembers personalities very vividly, but exactly who did what to whom is rather vague for him. Something about not having his own memory banks to store memories in at the time...
(( So does Revenant-Dinobot notice that Starscream isn't as alive as he looks? Considering Screamer was a ghost the last time Dinobot met him in a conscious state... ))
*Dinobot's optics narrow, studying the dead Decepticon.*
You sseem to be in better health than the last time I saw you. Of course, anyone looks worse in Waspinator's body...
((As far as he can tell, Dinobot has only the sensors typical to his old body. If he has any greater senses than those, he hasn't noticed or explored them yet.))
Starscream looks intently at Dinobot. There's something odd about the Predacon's (or is it Maximal's?) spark, but he's not sure what. He hadn't yet figured out how to sort out seeing from both sides of the veil at once back when he'd possessed Waspinator. His eyes glow too ruby-bright underneath the dark cowl.
He smirks. "Yes, I actually have a functional body. It's a definite improvement over NOT having one." He flexes the shiny, freshly painted, half-hexagon wings of his new F/A-22 body. "Though there isn't anything wrong with Waspinator's body--all his problems reside in his cerebral processor!"
Starscream's optics flicker as the pieces finally fit together.
"What Waspinator told me... his volitional circuits were partially damaged, weren't they? And there's other damage to his reasoning paths--slag! That explains much that was unclear then!" Starscream snarls.
"If one views the universe through a defective lens, the view will necessarily be distorted," he says thoughtfully.
A familiar shape--almost human-sized, but decidedly not human--catches the former Air Commander's optics. Starscream finds an open space and lands on his boot-thrusters. Once the jets whine down to where speech is actually audible, he turns his attention to whatever it is that Dinobot is talking about.
He tilts his head curiously. "Rather vague, don't you think? A few more details, like why are you reluctant to speak, and why you want to, might help when it comes to offering intelligent advice."
Starscream looks at Dinobot intently. "Is the entire crew of both ships here, then? Or their alternates? I keep tripping over you f--lot."
(( Mun wants to know--is this Dinobot a ghost or what? Because this Starscream *is* a ghost, though with a physical shell. ))
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Starscream.
*Dinobot sneers.*
You couldn't even manage intelligent advice on betraying Megatron.
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"I try to be helpful, and all I get is insults. What, exactly, did I do to you?" he says petulantly.
Starscream is actually wondering that. His memories of the events of his brief run-in with the Beast Wars crew are fuzzy, at best. He remembers personalities very vividly, but exactly who did what to whom is rather vague for him. Something about not having his own memory banks to store memories in at the time...
(( So does Revenant-Dinobot notice that Starscream isn't as alive as he looks? Considering Screamer was a ghost the last time Dinobot met him in a conscious state... ))
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You sseem to be in better health than the last time I saw you. Of course, anyone looks worse in Waspinator's body...
((As far as he can tell, Dinobot has only the sensors typical to his old body. If he has any greater senses than those, he hasn't noticed or explored them yet.))
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He smirks. "Yes, I actually have a functional body. It's a definite improvement over NOT having one." He flexes the shiny, freshly painted, half-hexagon wings of his new F/A-22 body. "Though there isn't anything wrong with Waspinator's body--all his problems reside in his cerebral processor!"
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"What Waspinator told me... his volitional circuits were partially damaged, weren't they? And there's other damage to his reasoning paths--slag! That explains much that was unclear then!" Starscream snarls.
"If one views the universe through a defective lens, the view will necessarily be distorted," he says thoughtfully.
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"Was I wrong? Were the Decepticons not reduced to oppression and humiliating servitude? Was I deceived by Waspinator's distorted view?"
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