WHO: Barricade, any evented characters that show up, and their transportation if applicable
WHAT: Let's have a get together to go back to normal! ... Hopefully!
WHERE: Zone 7, the warehouse Barricade sent coordinates to
WHEN: Today-ish
WARNINGS/NOTES: It's possibly cranky Autobots and Decepticons getting together in one room. Something is bound to
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That didn't mean that he was unarmed, though. He had his gun on him, and his dagger (fat lot of good the latter would do once the others turned back into Cybertronians, but it was habit), and he stayed near the entrance, ready to bolt out of there at a moment's notice. He didn't care that the weapons were plainly visible to the other occupants of the warehouse.
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Oh he recognized this one.
"So, how is your heart doing? I see it seems to not have exploded yet. That's a good sign, you still have a few moments to live then."
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"My-? You! You're the one who told me all those horrible things over the comm!"
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He didn't even have to do anything either.
"Why yes, it was me. So good of you to have remembered."
He moved over to Dirge and placed an arm around his shoulders.
"So have you thought about what you're going to do if we don't get our bodies back. If we are stuck in them forever."
Really it was something that bothered Starscream a great deal ... but he wanted to see how this stupid one handled it as well.
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"Got a name and universal designation?" he inquires quietly, pen poised over the clipboarded paper of names.
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"Huh? Oh... Octane. Primax 984.17 Alpha."
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Barricade is silently grateful that the list is as short as it is, marking his name out. He hums tunelessly for a couple moments; he recognizes Octane, he just has to think about it. Brains don't organize as well as processors, he's realized. It takes him a bit, but he finally connects the dots.
"Saw you out at that tree the other day, didn't I?"
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As much as he despised this vulnerable form, Megatron would sooner have suffered in silence than be forced to face his fellow afflicted - Particularly with Prime and his alternate among them. They would be in no better state than he was, but it was a matter of pride. Even shared weakness continued to be weakness.
And so, as he entered the scene, it would certainly not be without... appropriate defence - Defence in the form of Starscream and Soundwave, both in their fully Cybertronian bodies, flanking him on either side.
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Oh, and he should probably try to not step on the others, Starscream supposes, in case they are insectified allies as well.
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He followed silently, to his Lord's left, his face impassive as always, though his scanners were hurriedly taking note of the organic faces filling the warehouse.
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Crossing his arms, he hung back for the moment. How exactly this was expected to fix the problem, he wasn't sure.
"Soundwave, Starscream - Keep your scanners on high alert. If this is a trap, I expect you to know about it before it gets... messy."
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It had taken Optarus a good while to convince the stubborn minicon that it would be safe and that nothing would happen. In the end, he'd given in - if anything did happen, he'd just bolt asap.
As soon as he was in the warehouse, he was off to the sides, just watching, being as invisible as he could. [Though, given his choice of a bright pink shirt - how effective it would be was debatable.]
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