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[not_your_gun]

[Megatron...frowns, and peers close to the camera.]

As you may have noticed, testing has begun on the portal. There may be some...delay...as the kinks are worked out [IE while his universe is located] so I have devised a schedule for guarding it

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[greasemunkygal]

Testing already?

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[not_your_gun]

It is amazing how far it has come, wouldn't you agree?

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[greasemunkygal]

[How far and how FAST.]

Um...Yeah, definitely.

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[not_your_gun]

Have you talked to your human male yet?

[sound_loyal]

Understood.

At your command.

[not_your_gun]

Oh, and you do have my permission to punish any such deserters, if you feel in the mood.

[sound_loyal]

[ . . . ]

Understood.

[Let it be known that anyone not at their post will be found and programmed to believe that they are being followed/will be overwhelmed by whatever frightens them most if they go into any room aside from where they should be for the duration of their guard duty.]

[not_your_gun]

[Oh, you are totally his favorite Decepticon this week.]

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[warpedprocessor]

Reporting.

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[not_your_gun]

Excellent.

I would like you and Thundercracker to search the lower zones for this mech.

Find out where he is, or where he is going to be.

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[warpedprocessor]

I don't need him. I can find him myself.

[He also has nefarious plans to fix your security detail list for you. :|b]

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[not_your_gun]

I don't care whether you search with him or not, but at least attempt to coordinate your efforts--

[He pauses, realizing why this sounds strange to him.]

Do you two not get along?

[What are you doing to my list, Skywarp.]

[caelumtorqueo]

[Skywarp tries not to read any sort of hierarchy in the fact that he's now 'Tyran Skywarp' as though he was the newcomer.]

Yes, sir.

[And he's so already planning to crochet a cozy for his dampener. This is what happens when Jetfire spends all those nights hanging out with someone else. He gets droopy and...crochety. ]

[not_your_gun]

[Its more difficult to say 'Primaxian Skywarp' when there are two of them hanging around. Not that Megatron realizes there are two in his Hollow, yet.]

I have a file on the virus, if you would like to take a look at it as well.

[caelumtorqueo]

[(Magnum is, apparently, acquiring a full complement of Skywarps. He better stay away from stairs.)]

I can take a look. [His wingflaps rustle. It's..a bit more trust than he's used to. And maybe there'll be something that will interest Jetfire. ]

I've...also compiled the data you asked for. [He holds up a small disk] And then my interpretations and theories crosscollated with the data. [Larger disk.] And then the list of questions/missing data. [Largest disk] It might make for some unsettling speculation.

[In short, Skywarp is bracing for the beatdown he knows is coming.]

[And yes, the disks have their own crocheted cozy.]

[not_your_gun]

[(This is a terrifying thought.)]

Good. I will leave it with the rest of your paperwork.

...

[So he was right. Skywarp did follow through.] Give them to Soundwave, then. He will see that they arrive to me.

[And he'd probably go through them and weed out any superfluous data, also, which was useful.]

Next time, prepare the reports directly instead of coming to me about it. Unless it is something urgent, I don't like a waste of time.

[He...pauses, though.]

You knit.

[houndofmegatron]

Acknowledged, sir.

[Not that he won't be in there working on the testing pretty much every day anyway...]

[not_your_gun]

[You had better be.]

How are your repairs going?

[houndofmegatron]

[Hey, he knows his place~]

I'm fully recovered from my...exertions, sir. Only older...difficulties...remain.

[not_your_gun]

[You...get a softer tone, for the moment.]

I am pleased to hear it. You are capable of saying no, then, if the need arises?