*offers a bottle of 'Universe,' with a bit of Dark Energon slipped in. What the train doesn't know won't kill him* You seem agitated, train.
((... oh god what is even gonna happen to him))
just.. hrmrmrmgh. sore spot. you don't call shuttles taxis. it's like the first fucking rule of talking to a fucking shuttle. /accepts highgrade and downs without a second thought/











