The Regent of Cybertron Is Here!
Jan. 27th, 2008 @ 01:14 am
"Saying things like that around here's a good way to get yourself slagged," notes the sixteen foot yellow femme with the mint green sparkling sleeping on her back. "And as for the hooking up... yeah, that's weird."
"Would it be less weird if I implanted her memory engrams into a robotic shell that perhaps was created for some unknown reason? Oh, and I don't really fear death too much. Been dead once. It was very liberating."
"No, that's weirder." She frowns at him. "You know the rules for around here?"
Shockwave's optic blinks a few times. "There are rules? Even for Decepticons?"
"There's rules for everybody, dude. Well, more like courtesy. Speaking of courtesy...." She pulls out the can of energon that she suspects is LOL'd. "Drink?"
Shockwave looks to the can, then back to the Autobot. "Do you really expect a Decepticon to accept a drink from an Autobot? We've had a long time to get used to your treachery."
She looks at it and wonders if using her own immunity to that particular suspected LOL to drink some and show him it was 'safe' would be too deceptive.
"What are you talking about? You're the Decepticon." She reaches back and pats her daughter on the back as the little one beeps and makes like waking up.
"Yes, and you're an Autobot. We don't trust your kind, either." Still, Shockwave can't deny it's been a while since he's had energon, and isn't sure if making a point is worth missing out on it, or not...
((Okay, so total newbie question here... does the LOLing have a predetermined effect, or do I get to choose how I'd be mean to poor Shockwave? =p ))
"You think I'm going to do something stupid in front of my kid?" She tilts her head at him with what would be a frown on a more mobile face.((XD your own choice... or turn him into Willow))
Shockwave looks at the other Transformer, then nods. He sees the logic in this. He takes the offered can of energon, and turns around to drink it. No one needs to see how he does this and, frankly, he'd prefer it they didn't. He turns back a moment later.
"I admit, Autobot, that was most refreshing. I was wrong about you." His optic strobes through a number of different colors, finally settling on green. He raises his cannon arm in the air and cries out.
"Autobots! You won't take me alive again! I'll never go back! I'll never--"
It goes back to yellow again.
"Has a bit of a kick to it, though."
The optic turns blue, and he does a picture perfect triple axle before it goes yellow again.
"Is this high grade...?"
((...and you thought Animated Blitzwing had problems...))
She's staring with amazement. Okay, she'd been so wrong with her guess on what the stuff would do.
"Uh... it was supposed to be good mid-grade."
On her back Honey wakes up and looks around, her visor dropping over her optics as she beeps happy nonsense.
Shockwave gives a nod. "Maybe it was mislabeled..."
He glances at Honey... it's been a long time since he's seen a young one. After all, most Decepticons care about building new warriors that are fully functional. Even he made that mistake. And he can't help but feel a twinge of... compassion, maybe? He's still trying to get used to the emotions, sometimes.
The little one notices him and laughs, her visor going up again to expose optics like her mother's.
"Yeah..." says Bee slowly, looking into her shopping bag. "I think so."
Shockwave's head tilts to one side as he returns the child's glance. It seems to sober him, just a little. "...how old?"
Bee looks over her shoulder, and Honey looks back at her, visor dropping again. "Six months."((sorry about that. I'm sticking with this one. #$%@ miscalculations))
Shockwave gives a nod. "I didn't think much older. Is... the war still going where you're from? I've met a few who are no longer fighting."
Bee gently rubs Honey's little hand as her daughter sticks it to her face with a soft clang. "No, the war's over."