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[pastwillhaunt]

A very large door opens to one side of the sign, and 35 foot of black movie Decepticon steps through, his optics on his catlike companion as he gives the beast a piece of his mind. Then he stops short and looks around as he realizes that he's somehow no longer on base

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[namedbyothers]

"Any longer than I have to." That would be the cranky shuttle-former over thataway, busy eyeing the newcomer and his little cat, too.

[pastwillhaunt]

He looks at the smaller mech, musing inwardly over the strange construction of these creatures. "So a few thousand vorns wouldn't matter to you."

[namedbyothers]

"I wouldn't like it, but it's not like I couldn't do other stuff in the meantime." Movor, for his part, is guessing at the other Decepticon's home universe from his design.

[pastwillhaunt]

"I've done a lot of things in the meantime." He shifts his weight and absently kicks the cat, who slaps at him with a snarl. "Some... senior officer... was just trying to convince me there was no point in holding the grudge."

[namedbyothers]

Movor blinks at the cat. "Huh. Why would he do that?"

[pastwillhaunt]

"I've no idea. The glitch spawn is starting to sound like an Autobot." He boots the cat again.

[namedbyothers]

"No kidding. I mean, if they have a reason, that's one thing..." He tilts his head at the cat. "What is that?"

He'd assume it was another Decepticon, but it hasn't done much except be kicked, which... doesn't really fit that theory.

[pastwillhaunt]

"My drone." He shoves it over, his dark optics thoughtful. "What is this?"

[namedbyothers]

"The Nexus. Place between universes." Movor waves at some of the portals. "Some of 'em have doors or portals, some of 'em you have to find other ways of getting to. Oh yeah, and keep away from the food. And the drink. And anything that looks like it's just lying around. Vending machines are the worst."

It won't stop the guy from getting LOLed, in the long run, but it's more fun if you can say you warned them

[pastwillhaunt]

"Universes?" Dreadnought scowls slightly, his processor searching data via wifi. Then he blinks. "Slag...."

Slightly stunned look there.

[namedbyothers]

"Heh. Yeah." Wow, Movor sounds almost sympathetic for a moment. And then he smirks. "Trust me, it's not really weird until you run into your boss's alternate self. Or get swarmed by Bumblebees."

[pastwillhaunt]

"Bumblebee?" He tenses at that, the drone growling as his own anger surges through it. "Bumblebee comes here? The 'hero of Tyger Pax'?"

[namedbyothers]

"Only about a dozen of them." Movor's visor brightens. Sounds like this guy has about the same opinion of the Autobot as his guys. "And I dunno about Tyger Pax, but they're about the best targets around."

Optimus Prime's best on principle. With Bumblebee, it's personal.

[pastwillhaunt]

The drone's still growling as Dreadnought clenches his fists. "What about... Jazz?"

The word comes out sounding like a curse.

[namedbyothers]

Movor watches with interest. "I think we're on two of him now."

[pastwillhaunt]

"Built like me or built like you?" There's deadly menace in his voice.