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(OOC: Continuing from here.)

Starscream made his way to the outer edges of the city. He itched to fly, but Wasp probably wouldn't have been able to keep up with him in his current alt mode. He'd been making preparations for awhile to relocate to Earth. There was a canyon on this side of the city, putting plenty of distance between himself and

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Wasp stuck close to the Seeker, shadowing his every move. He barely came up to Starscream's knee, but he still managed to keep up fairly well.

Wordlessly Wasp took the other's advice, and after a moment of examining several nearby earth vehicles, chose one that he would have the least amount of trouble adjusting to. He had no idea that Bumblebee had chosen the same alt mode.

Wasp gestured towards the canyon they were traveling towards after he finished scanning his new vehicle mode.

"Base will be here?"

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"Unfortunately this is the best I could find with such limited options," he said. "This planet is pathetically small." There was a terminal set up to one side. With it, Starscream had hacked into various human security networks to keep an eye on the city.

"Megatron will probably have Blitzwing tied up in useless things for awhile. In the meantime, we need to collect things for the base. Supplies and spare electronics to use for repairs. The humans robotics are primitive, but easily upgraded."

Starscream didn't know how much Wasp was actually listening, but he did like to talk.

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He looked around Starscream's elbow, examining the terminal curiously. Wasp listened with half an ear to the Seeker - after being isolated for so long, he did not mind all of the incessant chattering.

"Wasp can help gather supplies, but... Wasp know nothing about building things," he admitted. "Although..." He drew his stingers, buzzing them threateningly.

"Wasp could learn to weld things at least."

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OOC: Gah, sorry for being gone so long. Fail.

Starscream's gaze flickered to Wasp. "It would much easier than me using my null rays for it until I can get us some proper tools," Starscream allowed. He watched the monitors for a few minutes. "The Autobots still haven't left their base. What are they waiting on? A personal engraved invitation?" Starscream scoffed and turned away from the screen. He pulled the barrells of oil out of his subspace and set them on a shelf.