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[greasemunkygal]

Who: Mikaela, Barricade.
What: A discussion of Cybertronian politics follows this discussion.
Where: Undisclosed location~ (aka mun doesn't know xD)
When: Now~

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[reallybadcop]

The coordinates led to Zone 5; one of the 'nicer' parts of town, albeit on the edge of where things began to turn a bit more shady.

Barricade was there, of course; within his alt-mode, waiting at the coordinates he offered. When he saw her approaching, he pulled forwards, rolling up to her in the most nonaggressive way he could, ending up beside her - and opening the passenger's door.

This time, though, it was to the front seat - not the back.

[greasemunkygal]

That was surprising. She hadn't really expected to sit up front, she'd already started towards the back when the door opened. She didn't question it though, she tentatively got in and gently shut the door behind her. This was dumb. So dumb.

[reallybadcop]

Normally, Barricade wouldn't even consider letting a human in the space Frenzy usually occupied...but this was a special case. And all part of plan.

He activated his hologram, 'glanced' at her, and began to drive. Slowly, without haste. "I am not suppressing your signal, so that the Autobots do not worry where you are. Do not give me reason to regret this."

It was worded as an order, but spoken as a request.

[greasemunkygal]

She bit her lip in sheer nervousness, and nodded. The holo was eerie, but it made it a little more comfortable; even though the voice still sounded like it was in surround sound.

"'M not gonna betray your trust, 'Cade." She knows he's risking it big time by not jamming her signal, there's no way she's going to mess that up. She'd wind up dead before anyone could reach her. It would be stupid to do that. It was stupid doing what she was doing, actually.