There's a First Time For Everything

[track_joker]

Ransack can be found huddled outside the Decepticon Medbay, half-hidden behind some crates, bins, and other things that are typically found outside industrial looking buildings. He doesn't know exactly where he is, but he doesn't particularly care either; he's in the urbanized section of Nexusville, he's mostly out of sight, and he feels safe

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[track_joker]

*cringes and looks up at Megatron, chewing on his lip and doing his best to look earnest* I dunna what ta tell ya, my Lord. Last Megatron I worked fer liked ta see me on my knees, cowerin' 'n beggin' fer mercy. If dat's wha'chu want from me, I'll do it. You want me ta stand tall 'n proud, I cin do dat too. Da truth o' it is, I ain't really got a place I belong, in dis world or da one I came from. When Cyclonus offered me a place here, unda' yer command... well... *looks down, shrugging one shoulder*

I just want a place to feel like I belong - a reason ta be proud o' myself. 'N if followin' you will do dat fer me, den I'd follow ya ta da ends o' da world 'n back.

[caiusmajor]

G1 Cyclonus

*He's going have to let Ransack handle this one for himself for the time being; he doesn't exactly have any stories to tell of Ransack's worthiness for Decepticon membership.*

*He was there and he was unclaimed; he was willing to follow and seemed utterly unsuited to being an Autobot--was that not enough when they were so short on followers?*

[track_joker]

*hesitates a moment, then cycles air through his vents and nods*

I will do what I cin fer da cause, my lord, 'n I will accept all consequences fer my failures. I lay all dat I am at'cher feet.

[caiusmajor]

G1 Cyclonus

*He exvented slightly. Some of the questions Megatron was asking were completely unexpected--"rights as the oppressed"? what?--but at least Ransack did not seem to be humiliating him at the moment.*

*This was going to be trouble later on, though, he could tell.*

[caiusmajor]

G1 Cyclonus

*Cyclonus was not expecting that reaction, but he is used to sudden violent displays from his leader, and responds by immediately submitting.*

No, my Lord. I apologize, my Lord. Ransack is free to go, my Lord.

[track_joker]

*yelps and ducks down as Megatron moves, expecting to be the one on the receiving end of the blow. He's more than a little shocked to hear someone stand up on his behalf, especially someone whose name he generally associated with pain. It was.... nice.*

*scrambles to his feet, blurting out his words* N-no! I'll stay! I-I... I want to stay. Please.

[caiusmajor]

G1 Cyclonus

*Very little, actually; Cyclonus would not be in this position if intimidating Ransack had been at all difficult. He had been so pleased to be able to recruit someone who didn't belong to anyone else's Megatron, too.*

*He's not going to try for an explanation or excuse at this point, however. Megatron wasn't likely to believe any of it.*

[track_joker]

*shrugs one shoulder* Nothin' I ain't heard a million times before, believe me. I told'ya 'bit 'bout da last Megatron I served already, 'n he was neva' shy wit' da death threats. But dat ain't why I wanna stay.

You... You stood up fer me. Me. Someone who ain't even worth battin' 'n eye at. *laughs quietly, shaking his head and shrugging helplessly* It don't happen often. Hardly eva', really. Needless ta say... *looks down at his feet, folding his arms behind his back shyly* It means a lot ta me.

[track_joker]

*trembles a little as Megatron lifts his chin, a small, shy smile tugging at his lips. He wasn't sure why his core was feeling so warm, but he decided it wasn't the worst thing he'd ever felt. It felt pretty good, actually*

I'll try t'be betta' 'bout dat, M-Megatron.

(( Primus, Megatron, stop turning my obnoxious brat into happy melty mech goo! *dies* THIS WAS AN UNEXPECTED, BUT TOTALLY FAR TOO ADORABLE, TURN OF EVENTS. ))

[caiusmajor]

G1 Cyclonus

*Cyclonus hardly stumbled when Megatron let go, although it took several long seconds for his systems to return to normal from the compression of his neck cables.*

*He watched, taking notes--because Cyclonus' ability to deal with other 'Cons could certainly use work--and wondering how he was going to get himself out of this one.*

[track_joker]

*starts as Megatron pulls out the brush, optics wide and jaw down by his knees*

Paint? Dat's all? Really? Yer not gonna like... etch it inta my armor or somethin'? Like, make it permanent 'n all?

*snaps his mouth shut when he realizes it sounds like he's complaining* Er... not dat A prefer dem othah ways or nothin', I just t'ought... it might be more painful. Since 'Cons're s'pposed ta be da bad guys.