#contagiousassassin

[currentlyxlying-blog]

It was another one of those strange Decepticons, obviously infected with something but at least he wasn’t at risk of turning into a Terrorcon at any moment. He vaguely remembered this one from Flatline’s visit, which made the approach all more ridiculous--and probably dangerous.

          “You know, you should at least order something--sitting in a bar isn’t exactly fun unless you’re drunk,” the minicon pointed out, lingering just out of the assassin’s reach. “How about I grab us both something and we sit down and talk shop?”

[sadisticxsurgeon]

     Flatline is very proud of his lovely little assassin at the moment.

[regina-letalis-blog]

❲+contagious-assassin❳

❛ ―are we still biting the hand that feeds or are you on your best behavior?❜

[twinguardians]

❛ Is there something wrong? ❜

° • ? ( QUESTION SENTENCE STARTERS.

Skyquake barely looks up from the corpse resting between them, almost fascinated with the way the energon pools around the victim’s chest. Though he isn’t a fool and keeps his EMF extended, only to track the assassin that stands just an arm’s reach away from him.

“No,” he says finally, lifting his helm and a smirk coming to his lip plating. “Nothing’s wrong–the aft deserved it, we both know it.”

[velocitronianbartender]

( no strings attached )

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     A few whispers about a Decepticon caught the young bartender’s attention first, then the figure seated at the bar did. No Velocitronians dared to sit near him, a few customers had even moved to the tables in an attempt to escape him. Finishline didn’t understand why until he’d approached, catching sight of the cosmic rust that layered his armor.

     “Si--sir?” His voice was unsurprisingly surprised, between the disease and the brand he wore, before he managed to clear his throat a few times. He remained still, not wanting to offend the mech, and locked his gaze on him. “Is... is there something I can get you, sir? Our special offer today are the--the ‘Fasttrack Cocktail’...?”

[sadisticxsurgeon]

“I expected it to be… bigger.”

|| meme // accepting ||

     “And I expected you to be more excited about the possibility of murdering Autobots with something shiny and new.” He tried to sound less than disgusted by the assassin’s lack of interest in the pet project he’d put together for him.

     The project in question, a sniper rifle that could carry Drive-By’s precious Cosmic Rust rounds, lay between them on the table. Across the room a captive Autobot squirmed against his binds. “At least try it out.”