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[like_a_bossbot]

[The video function flickers to life as the communicator bounces off the ground with a clunk; Prime appears to be in one of the upper levels, looking distinctly... off.  He sways slightly as he looks around for the source of the noise, before noticing the communicator on the ground.  Blinking blearily, he reaches to pick it up and misses his mark

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[technoorganic]

[She'd noticed when he left - if he thought she wasn't monitering him in some way then he was sorely mistaken. The premesis that Blackarachnia had permanently comandeered were immaculate - and complete with an in home security system. The second he left, she knew.

Soon enough, he has a low, seductive voice hissing in his ear from the shadows.]

Optimus - darling. You didn't think I wouldn't notice you left, now did you?

[like_a_bossbot]

Mmmn.

[Groaning softly, he shuttered his optics, still reclining against her.]

[technoorganic]

[This...is NOT a situation she ever expected to find herself in. Here he is, vulnerable and by Primus and all the stars about it'd be easy to get revenge.

Instead, he...just gets her claws resting on his shoulders as she vents an irritated sigh.]

You really ought to get back inside.

[like_a_bossbot]

But 'Rnhide's gonna come'n get me...

[He frowns, still not opening his optics. If he was worried about her arming him, he certainly didn't show it.]

Won't be able to find me inside.

[technoorganic]

[She's not leaving him out here alone. For some reason, she can't make herself do that.]

You're going to get me killed, darling.

[If she doesn't kill him first B|]

[like_a_bossbot]

Nope.

I'll save you.

[technoorganic]

[She barks a laugh.]

You can't even stand.

[like_a_bossbot]

... I'll find a way.

[He opens an optic to glance up at her, raising a determined, if not wobbly fist.]

Not gonna let anything else happen t'you, s'long as I'm... I'm online...

[technoorganic]

[She smothers a dark laugh.]

Of course you will, darling.