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[flailingswoop]

Swoop settles down in a rather large cluster of inexplicable but well placed flora, a little tired and a little derailed from his mission of finding a baaaad cycle robot for the good cycle robot. He rests his head lightly on a branch, optics peering out through a small opening in the thicket.

Swoop waits quietly to either angrily accost the first

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"What're you now?"

Elita-1 says somewhat of a greeting, somewhat. Her curiosity got the best of her, not seeing such a bot, whether 'Con or Autobot, in her entire life.

[flailingswoop]

Swoop gasps and jumps back, unused to being caught before he can pop out and surprise people.

He cocks his head to the side and transforms leaning in closer to inspect the new robot that sounds very familiar. "... Spider-lady?" He shakes his head, noticing that she lacks a certain number of appendages and introduces himself. "Me Swoop am Dinobot!"

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"Spider-what?"

Yes, the organic monsters that she encountered? She didn't know what they were called. Elita-1 wound never be enlightened now, unless she went back there and experienced the becoming of Blackarachnia.

"Dinobot, huh? Well, you can call me Elita," said the fembot. At least it talked.

[flailingswoop]

"Elita-lady sound like Spider-lady..." Swoop processes this information but nothing really seems to click so he discards it for now. Swoop scoots closer to Elita, keeping his posture cautious as he's a little used to being punched when moving close to a fembot.

"Elita-lady shiny. Have fewer arms. And not spit fire at Me Swoop yet."

[pastwillhaunt]

"...The slag?" A 35 foot tall 07 movie style big black Decepticon straightens from where he was talking to something in his hand, then chuckles. "Hey... I see you there. You a Swoop?"

[flailingswoop]

Swoop jumps yet again, having failed at the art of surprise.

"Me Swoop! Not Slag! Me Swoop not know Slag. Slag Dinobot?" Swoop squints suspiciously at the robot. "You car robot? Cycle robot? ... Truck robot?"

[pastwillhaunt]

"Not that I know of. Slag's just a word." Dreadnought grins slightly and thinks about the question of what he is, but his alt mode's never been categorized other than freakingbigwarmachine.

"Big robot," he says.

"Big robot!" agrees a light voice from his hand. "Me, Swoop, like big robot!"

[flailingswoop]

"Big robot..." Swoop cocks his head to the side at the voice from Dreadnought's hand.

"You not Swoop." He barks up at the hand, "Me Swoop." He flaps his wings, gliding up to Dreadnought's arm to see what creature claims his name.