7th Transmission / Audio

[heavyweaponsbot]

I begin to loathe this boat nearly as much as aircraft... Going to rust in all this... damp.

Need something to keep from stiffening up. Some sort of exercise... Only so many times I can drive around these decks. Unlike some, I do not enjoy poking holes in turf, or studying these yellow creatures all day.

Hmnf.

Open to... suggestion.

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[shockedlogic.livejournal.com]

[Rrrrrrrr. He mentally starts shoving his irritation back; he hasn't yelled at anyone in years and he's not to start now, not with Ironhide.]

I simply tire of mechs attempting such mundane information-gathering. Think of it as me posing a challenge to you. I dare you to try to get some useful information out of me.

[heavyweaponsbot]

'Course you do. That is the only reason you are losing your precious patience. Not possibly anything else.

[Maybe enjoying this... too much.]

How do you know I have not already done it?

[shockedlogic.livejournal.com]

[He puts his claws against his temples and offlines his optic, trying to remind himself of what he stands to lose. It helps. Sort of.]

Who is to say that you did not lose the information the same way you gained it? You cannot recall your conversation with Mikaela, after all.

[heavyweaponsbot]

My conversation with Mikaela is recorded. I have lost nothing.

[shockedlogic.livejournal.com]

[He onlines his optic again after a moment or two, starting to calm himself finally.]

Nothing of that, perhaps. But our faceplate-to-faceplate interactions were not recorded.

Besides, if you had something, would you not taunt me with it, to make me afraid?

[heavyweaponsbot]

I was not the one drinking when we met.

[Snorts]

Would I?

[shockedlogic.livejournal.com]

Given your enjoyment of taunting me with the disappearance of Frenzy - and your attempting to goad me into rage just now - I would be inclined to suspect so, yes.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Huh. Was that what I was doing? Was not aware.

No point in showing the enemy every weapon in your arsenal until they are within range.

[shockedlogic.livejournal.com]

Playing coy? How adorable of you.

Pity. Though you realize that none of us are in a situation where we can afford enemies?

[heavyweaponsbot]

... Do not... say that.

Not my fault you are on the wrong side.

[shockedlogic.livejournal.com]

[He just snickers.]

I chose to follow a leader and a purpose I believe in. There is no wrong in that.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He growls.]

You chose a murdering traitor.

[shockedlogic.livejournal.com]

No traitor, no murderer. Simply a mech who had grown tired of stagnancy in the Cybertronian government.

[heavyweaponsbot]

And began a war.

[shockedlogic.livejournal.com]

A revolution.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Whatever you wish to call it, it remains a war.

[shockedlogic.livejournal.com]

That the Autobots won.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Not yet.

[shockedlogic.livejournal.com]

Not where you are from.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Hmpf.