heavyweaponsbot: (Interesting.  Does it explode?)
[Locked to Donatello // Unhackable]

You have your supplies ready yet?

Suddenly, I sense we may have an arms race in the works. And I mistrust our opponent.

[Despite the lock, the post is viewable to Leo and Ratchet because he knows you worry.]

[End Lock]




Anyone in the mood for an expedition?
heavyweaponsbot: (But why is the energon gone? :<)
[Considering how angry he made the medic earlier, he feels it's only right to find some way to apologize. They're supposed to be making something work, he's supposed to be trying his best not to damage whatever it is they have. And he really hasn't been.

So, he concocts a plan. It's probably not a very good one, given his track record. But hey, he's trying.

The moment he's free of fish, and other obligations, he pokes his head into the mess that is Ratchet's room.]

Come on. We have somewhere to be.
heavyweaponsbot: (Now rise up)

Ratchet...

Found what we needed.  Care of a... social gathering.  Do not ask, I do not want to discuss it.



You still worked up over that organic? 

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