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“…It’s complicated.”

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peace-through-desolation (why not)
meme || accepting
“…It’s complicated.”
@peace-through-desolation
⇝ || She sat right before him, smiling sheepishly. “What are you thinking about?”
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peace-through-desolation started following you
::This is Ratchet, CMO of the Autobots. State your emergency.::
Bumblebee is very sure that’s he’s messed up again.
In retrospect, getting too close to a malfunctioning space bridge was not the brightest idea Bumblebee had ever had. And he’s had some pretty dumb ideas.
The worst that could happen, the minibot had thought, was that he would have an unscheduled appointment with Shockwave’s blaster. But so far, Bumblebee had survived those encounters and lived to tell the tale, so was it really that big of a risk?
But now, as he stared down an empty corridor of what the minibot could only assume was a ship, he felt himself wishing for the strange familiarity of Shockwave’s base. At least then he would know how to get home.
First thing’s first, he needs to get out of...wherever he is. It’s best to assume he’s in enemy territory until proven otherwise, so the minibot hangs close to the wall as he moves as quickly and as quietly as he can. Surely there’s an exit around here somewhere...
@peace-through-desolation
⇝ || She snuck up behind him and placed her hands over his optics, giggling quietly.
@peace-through-desolation liked for a starter.
It wasn’t easy, seeing Megatron. It never was. Not on recordings, not on the battlefield, and certainly not face to face.
He squared his shoulders, narrowed his optics.
“...Megatron.”
peace-through-desolation:
He knew Ravage’s tendencies were to stay unnoticed; after all, he’d spent so much time as a spy it really wasn’t surprising. Regardless, he’s the only person he feels too certain of, even now as he’s started trusting and even liking several crew members.
“Regardless, now we are alone… I… Never properly thanked you for your attempt to protect me…” He looks over at the darkened spot where Ravage was; he could see his optics at the very least now.
The beastformer settled back into a comfortable position, pointed audials flattening against his helm as he moved. His attention deflectors flared slightly, an automatic response to the warlord’s optics finding Ravage in the darkness. He ignored them. Though he detested being watched under normal circumstances, Megatron was one of the few mechs he would make an exception for.
“It was nothing,” he replied airily, as if attempting to save the life of a mech he had been ordered to assassinate was nothing out of the ordinary. “Had I sensed the minibot before he entered your quarters, I could have prevented the situation entirely. It was sloppy of me to let him get so close.”
@peace-through-desolation
⇝ || She gave him a gentle nudge, smiling a bit sheepishly.