heavyweaponsbot | 3rd Transmission / Audio

There would be no point to my intentionally harming one. If it happened, it would likely be due to some altercation with you.

[Most of the Energon for social drinking is back in Shockwave's room. And it does, in fact. He's just failing to mention it because he knows the reserves in his body aren't running empty yet.
Or because he's a jerk. One of those.]

You make it sound as if I am clumsy, Decepticon. If I chose to take you on, only you would walk away damaged.

[Hide believes it's because he's an aft. Who made him look like an idiot.]

Hardly. I simply know what happens when two Cybertronians fight - collateral damage of impressive amounts.

[He doesn't mean to make 'Hide look like an idiot. Mostly.]

Smaller now. Downgraded. I could take you on with little resulting damage... to the surrounding area, anyway.

[This corks are still irritating 8|]

You certainly sound confident about that.

[Well, if Ironhide would rather keep shredding his room... 8|]

[Looks from Shockwave's body to his and back]

I am stronger than you. Heavier. Fewer fragile apparatuses on my exterior. Without weapons...

I am confident.

[It's taken him a while, but he's figured out Ironhide's facial structure enough to manage a poker face. It's not his usual one, but it does well enough. He refuses to let on to what's running through his processor.]

Stronger and heavier. Also slower. Not to mention that you are... broken.

But if you feel the need to challenge me, then you are welcome to locate me when we are returned to our proper bodies.

[His default expression is really ":|". He tilts his head, refusing to let those antennae flick around or whatever they usually do, they're staying still]

You think I have not taken on faster opponents before? While damaged? I am a soldier, Decepticon... Fighting in adverse conditions is in my basic programming.

I might.

[That's the only problem with someone else being in his body; stubborn soldier-processors make reading his own body language difficult.]

You have, likely, if you have warred as long as I have heard. But you have not 'taken on' me, Autobot.

Only 'might'? Here I thought you could not stand my mere presence on this ship.

[Same. And having only two default modes of expression makes things even harder.]

Longer, I am willing to bet. And now you sound overconfident.

Depends on several factors.

[Shockwave's just glad he's used to being in bodies that aren't formatted like his. It makes getting used to Ironhide's that much easier.]

Perhaps your personality subroutines did not completely transfer. They might be rubbing off on me.

Does it now?

[Then he gets to laugh at the awkward attempts to compensate balance for a lighter body.]

... They best have. Or the party responsible will pay. I will not take on any Decepticon traits!

Yeah.

[Oh, he's laughing on the inside. He only wishes he could record it. He could have spliced it with the other funny 'Hide video and set it to silly music.]

Unfortunate. You might have been more entertaining that way. Possibly more agreeable.

Mm. Well, we shall we then, yes?

[Oh, if he ever found out, he's going to kill something...]

I doubt that. I will never be a Decepticon. Ever. Nothing good comes from Megatron's troops.

Yeah. We will.

[Luckily, he keeps everything in his processor behind strong firewalls with heavy passcoding. His paranoia in action.]

You were one before you left, were you not? Certainly your allies would count that as 'something good that came from Megatron's troops'?

[He's not being intentionally flattering, he's just trying to make a logical point.]

[Logical or not, that point makes him go very still. The rage is back, and he looks like he'd very much enjoy tearing Shockwave some new holes--even if it is his body he'd be wrecking]

... Do not speak of that. Ever.

[He lets his poker face fall, just long enough for an 'I dare you' look to cross his borrowed faceplate. He'd like to see if Ironhide would really attack his own body for a fleeting bit of 'justice'.]

Too late.

[Don't test him, Shockwave. He knows exactly where he was shot--and thus where to shove an elbow. Which he does, taking advantage of this smaller, faster body--aiming to throw the joint into the nice hole in his body's chest.]

[He can see Ironhide moving, but he can't backtrack as fast as normal; he doesn't get a chest full of his body's elbow, but it still clips. Proximity alarms scream a klaxon in his processor - he ignores them in favor of the damage warnings and his borrowed, shorting pain receptors. He groans quietly, lashing out to try to grab Ironhide again.]

You are behaving irrationally.

[Ducks back, glaring.]

Am I? Feeling an opponent's weaknesses is irrational? And what better way to do this than while I wear his disgusting shell?

[He doesn't try again. A fight was the last outcome on his long list, but he's suddenly thankful that he capped his body's claws. He has no desire to die in a body that isn't even his.]

It is irrational that you would lash against your own form when it is already damaged. You are acting as those you revile.

[He straightens himself up.]

How is it the humans put it? You have gazed into the Abyss, and it is gazing back at you.

[He got what he wanted, really. Corks or no corks.]

Nothing that cannot be fixed. Done worse to myself while in training.

[Head tilts]

What?

Fixed by whom, if your medic isn't here? Field repairs will only go so far.

Nietzsche, I believe. Warnings about becoming what you fight against. I would have thought you would know; you have likely been on Earth longer than I was.

... [growls, fisting a hand as best he can with all the corks] I will do it myself.

The only reason I resemble my enemy is through some trick.

[He bites back the remark he wants to make - about Ironhide's attitude and stubbornness and apparent viciousness. It wouldn't do any good.]

Things should be back to relative normality in a few days. You can get back to barely restraining yourself from punching me with your own fists then.

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