At least the purple doesn't clash. [Skywarp grins faintly, though it's obvious he's not trying to be particularly annoying or nasty about it.]
Hey, you could always glue 'em together. That'd teach them! Or you could use those swords. [No matter if they're comparatively tiny (and young) to Wing. That just makes it easier, right?]
[Maybe he is? ... you know he's not even sure anymore. This got confusing. Skywarp does straightforward not something that could be confused for subtle and even romantic.]
... [There's a brief flicker of brightened optics and then Skywarp snickers.] Are those protoforms or full-blown, miniature 'Cons? Maybe you got tricked, Wing.
They've got a lot of talent, I see. [Is Skywarp admiring the little hellions? Yes. Yes, he is. And Wing, mech, you can't let them get the better of you like that!]
[Well, as long as they're both confused...equality?]
I suspect very strongly I got tricked. The position said that the applicant had to be 'proficient in self-defense.' [He's figuring out why.]
Talent is one word for it. Lawlessness, anarchy, juvenile delinquency...[He could go on, but one of them runs by--a flash of TransTech color--smearing him with blue paint. The camera spins, swinging wildly. Apparently Wing is in hot pursuit.]
Hah, that looks like you need battle tactics, not self defense. I wonder how many babysitters they've gone through?
[Skywarp's laughing again, but when he next speaks, there's not excactly... sympathy so much as some variety of 'encouragement'.]
Just remember Wing, if you can't beat 'em, kill 'em, and if you can't do that, tie them up and gag them! [... Wait. That's probably bad advice, but all of Skywarp's adive has been bad anyway, so.]
Hey, you could always glue 'em together. That'd teach them! Or you could use those swords. [No matter if they're comparatively tiny (and young) to Wing. That just makes it easier, right?]
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... [There's a brief flicker of brightened optics and then Skywarp snickers.] Are those protoforms or full-blown, miniature 'Cons? Maybe you got tricked, Wing.
They've got a lot of talent, I see. [Is Skywarp admiring the little hellions? Yes. Yes, he is. And Wing, mech, you can't let them get the better of you like that!]
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I suspect very strongly I got tricked. The position said that the applicant had to be 'proficient in self-defense.' [He's figuring out why.]
Talent is one word for it. Lawlessness, anarchy, juvenile delinquency...[He could go on, but one of them runs by--a flash of TransTech color--smearing him with blue paint. The camera spins, swinging wildly. Apparently Wing is in hot pursuit.]
Oh, that is quite enough!
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Hah, that looks like you need battle tactics, not self defense. I wonder how many babysitters they've gone through?
[Skywarp's laughing again, but when he next speaks, there's not excactly... sympathy so much as some variety of 'encouragement'.]
Just remember Wing, if you can't beat 'em, kill 'em, and if you can't do that, tie them up and gag them! [... Wait. That's probably bad advice, but all of Skywarp's adive has been bad anyway, so.]
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[He does not want to think about how many predecessors he's had.] Possibly why they were willing to accept a non-TransTech in the position.
...I think I will manage them my way, Skywarp. [He'd like to stay out of jail.]
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