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You should drop the whole model thing and be an actor. Or you could be a cactus, it's your life, you do what you want. Or not-life. Whatever.
I’m not aiming to be a model! That’s Slipstream insisting!
Why would I… Hmm. Ramjet or Sunstorm might find that interesting. Or Skywarp.
Ramjet? *yells for the clone* You are not a cactus!
*sets up a giant tv and leaves*
*glances at TV, glances at large monitor, then TV, then monitor; shrugs and hooks the TV up to the monitor array to display several scans at once*
*more screaming from the anon corner then a loud thump abruptly silences it*
I guess Slippy is all bark and no bite. She hasn't done anything.
GOOD
Found some! *pushes quite a bit of medical-grade your way and abruptly turns and heads for the anon corner* Let me know when you're running low, and I'll get some more.
*Color him impressed.* And how will I get ahold of you, and not some other random Anon, likely out to cause trouble for innocent mecha?
You're such a cutie :3 *uses jet pack to fly up to optic level and pinches your cheek and flies away*
*open-servo’d swat at the inexperienced flier* I’m not ‘cute’, slaggit!
*steps out of anon corner AGAIN* Medical-grade? If I can get some info I'll see what I can do.
Just… go raid some Autobrat base. *waves free servo in a shooing motion, internally possiblymaybethinkingabout a ‘thank you' that would never be said*
*steps back out of the anon corner* No, not yet. The anon just left her without saying much about her. *frowns and shakes her head* Some anons.... Anyways, I'll... I'll get going. Take care, now. I might come check on her. *back to the anon corner*
*vents* I suppose I’ll need to give her a designation. *checks on the femme, currently sucking on one baled-up servo and watching him with wide optics - she was going to be hungry soon* And I don’t have any medical-grade Energon…
