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[notadeceptiicon-blog]

         “THE AUTOBOT BASE IS THE LAST PLACE I would have ever expected to find you, Starscream.” Though the medic had confined him to medical, Cyclonus’ pride seemed ever fixed in place; his winglets stood perk, chin held high. It was almost enough to make the gaping wound in his side seem insignificant. Almost. “Interesting how our paths continue to cross.”

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[healiinghands]

          “Your sparkling is going to give me a SPARK-ATTACK one day, Starscream.”

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The war had ended some time ago, and while the Autobots called themselves benevolent, they still hunted down and erased the Decepticons that would not conform to their society or were deemed to be too big of a threat to let live. 

Thundercracker, though, was lucky--if you could call it that. He’d never made himself well known to the enemy, he’d hidden and done his work as ordered without much resistance, even if he did question some of the things he was doing in his own mind. Better to get things over with and survive than be killed off for something as small as asking questions.

With the war over, though, he’d stripped himself of his branding at the soonest possibility and slipped into the society the winning faction had built as best he could. He just wanted to live the life the Gladiator Arena and War had tried so hard to deny him time and time again.

He’d found himself work, shelter, and a niche in the system. What time he had to himself, he used it to explore the things he’d never before experienced. That’s how Thundercracker found himself in a club of all places. 

It wasn’t his normal scene, not a place he was inherently comfortable in, but he’d been curious about some voices on the street he’d heard talking about how...inviting some of the dancers appeared to them. And though he tried to deny it time and time again, he was a mech of instinct and curiosity, so he’d come here purely on a whim.

[thelastcityspeaker]

“Starscream?”

The little flier’s tone was soft and cautious, taking on a note more similar to when she spoke to Metroplex at his worst than she would most others at their best. But she didn’t want to antagonize him. They hadn’t spoken, really, since she arrived here.

And though he’d been here longer than she had... she was still wary. Stories of him from before and leading up to the war, told to her by Searchlight when she had still been an acolyte, swirled vividly in her processor.

“I hope you’re not busy. I wanted to properly introduce myself. I’ve... heard a lot about you.”

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Neutral Ground || LORDOFVOS

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He’d personally never held that high an opinion of the Seeker from Vos, and the rumors he’d heard surrounding his own brother had certainly not eased matters, but, still... Dreadwing wasn’t sparkless, and he’d heard all the tales.

He approached the other with his servos raised, meaning to assure the other that he was no threat, at least not at the moment. “I am here to talk, Starscream. I have questions that require answers, and not about my brother.” He wasn’t sure how to proceed, exactly, but his need for certainty an honor bid him forward. “I am not here on behalf of Megatron, as you may know. I have left the Decepticons... but I desire to know what it was that caused you to leave.”

[talentandlooks]

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"Oh goodie. Give me a moment so that I can turn my audio's down, Screamer. I'd rather not fry 'em with your voice." Just ignore his cocky grin and the smugness in his field, because Hotshot has never met a Starscream--aside from a single, very different and easily tolerable--one that he didn't hate, at least at first.

[gctthehcrns-a]

This was odd. Starscream was normally all posturing, but the instant he’d seen the warrior, he’d recoiled... like he’d seen something horrifying. Something that wasn’t supposed to be there.

Damn it, he had enough of a headache. He didn’t need this.

“What’s the matter, bird legs? You ain’t never backed down before. Cat finally got your tongue?”

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[tyrantofthefirmament]

lordofvos replied to your post “Well good thing you weren't friends with Phoenix back then. Think the...”

"Just to confirm your suspicions, they did that to me."

“They stole a human of yours?” He raises an eyebrow. “You had a human?”