::Hello? Is anyone there?::
::Who is this? How did you get this frequency?::
"No... The screen during that time when this horrible thing happened was blank. I don't know how they did it or why they would even bother on letting the video show up, but it's disgusting."
Arcee's brow plates furrowed as she tried to think about who might have done this. "You haven't made any new enemies recently? No one might have a grudge or a score to settle?"
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Megatron narrows his optics, “Is that so?” He says, heavy skepticism in his voice as he grips her throat tighter and speaks with a threatening tone, “…Take us there, if you are so certain…”
Arcee's vocal processor let out a stream of static as she whined with discomfort, then nodded vigorously. She could make up a plan along the way. "I will."
::I can handle rough. But if it's something personal I understand.::
::It's personal.::
::I hope we do meet again. Perhaps you could teach me how you fight.::
::I don't know. You might want to ask someone else to teach you.::
Jessica laughed. ::Just helping.::
::Sure.::
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"Then you had better start trying to convince me not to tear you apart right now," He growls lowly, gripping her throat, "There is no reason to allow an Autobot to stumble into our territory and escape alive."
"I have information," Arcee said, her vocal processor letting out little bits of static. "Where some of the bases are hidden, fresh supplies of energon just waiting to be processed."
Please, fall for it.
::Here's a tip for you. If you ever are around a group or pair of people talking something useful or interesting, act like you're not interested in listening to them.::
::Kid, I am thousands of years older than you. I know how to act un-interested.::
::I tend to hear people talking about it.::
::I don't. Guess that's just proof how much out of the loop I am.::
::I heard he was shot by Megatron after Galvatron ripped him in half.::
::Really? I wasn't there.::
::Well he is fearsome but not that fearsome.::
::So you're telling me that you, a little fleshie that I could squish with my pede, has seen the mech in person? I highly doubt it.::
::I just wonder though, what would you do to Galvatron?::
::Galvatron? I wouldn't go up against him even if I had ten mechs as big as Ironhide with me.::
::Arcee~::
::Fleshie.::
//Anybody want to rp? My ask box is open
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"Autobot. Do not hide." Overlord paused in his tracks. "I know what you look like. Do you truly think you can hide from me? Do you think you can run, and hope for me to leave. I will find you, and I will put you out, and show you pain. I will make you bleed. I will pull your arms off and crush them."
Well, isn't that charming, Arcee thought wryly to herself. But the mech was right. If he had been following her for any amount of time, he would definitely know what she looked like. She wouldn't be getting out easily. She vented, and slowly stepped back into view, her golden optics staring up defiantly at the mech.
He could feel an expression in some sort of twisted way, but of course it could not be made and he just shook his helm. "I just... Woke up like this. There was no sign of forced entry or anything!"
"Was there any security footage of anybody near your quarters?" Arcee asked. "You could start there."
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