[ The feed opens in on a black, crackly haze, and there's not much to be seen beyond the wisps of smoke and black dust. Someone's definitely making a grand enterance. If you're so fortunate to be around, plumes of black and blue and gray spill out the sides of the fountain, encircling it like a fog, contrasting against the snow's pure look. Bad
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Oh, another human.
[A very...very different human.]
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A pleasure as well.
Commander Starscream, of the Decepticon Army.
[One of those huge claws extends for a...handshake.]
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[ She looks to the claw with a bemused eye, before wisping off of his shoulder, and growing to his size to shake his hand properly. ]
Is that what you're called, then? Decepticons?
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