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heavyweaponsbot) wrote2011-01-28 02:09 am
heavyweaponsbot) wrote2011-01-28 02:09 am
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3rd Transmission - Action
[Hello Vertiline. And how are you this fine morning? Hopefully you're not doing anything that requires your being behind the forge.
But if you are, you'll probably notice a massive black robot loading a lot of oddly glowing cubes into his arms. Along with a small collection of nails and such, pilfered from the forge itself.
His armor is battered, and pitted with holes -- the largest being on his chest. This accomplished, he proceeds to stalk back off toward his pod, the cubes carried very carefully. Every motion makes his joints creak. Once he arrives at the pod, he unceremoniously dumps the cubes inside, before stepping back out again.
Ironhide, at the end of this errand, can be found hunkered down in front of his pod, drinking out of one of the cubes, and thoughtfully watching the sunrise. Occasionally, he chews on one of the nails.
Approach?]
But if you are, you'll probably notice a massive black robot loading a lot of oddly glowing cubes into his arms. Along with a small collection of nails and such, pilfered from the forge itself.
His armor is battered, and pitted with holes -- the largest being on his chest. This accomplished, he proceeds to stalk back off toward his pod, the cubes carried very carefully. Every motion makes his joints creak. Once he arrives at the pod, he unceremoniously dumps the cubes inside, before stepping back out again.
Ironhide, at the end of this errand, can be found hunkered down in front of his pod, drinking out of one of the cubes, and thoughtfully watching the sunrise. Occasionally, he chews on one of the nails.
Approach?]
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I'm not trying to change your opinion of me. I'm just showing you how I was right and you were wrong.
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[His gaze drops from the cubes to the nails -- he starts sorting them, nonchalantly.]
If you truly did not care what I thought... you would not bother telling me at all.
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And Zuko doesn't want to admit that he's right.]
Think what you want. But now I'm a step closer to getting home than you.
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[Not literally. But if Zuko claimed to get his powers back by working with the people here, it's a simple inference.
Even for a thickheaded old soldier.]
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[Well, he kind of did.
Good job, Zuko! His mouth creases into a frown.]
What are you doing, anyway?
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Refueling.
[Yep. That's all you get.]
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[It does kind of make sense. If this metal man is a machine, then it would need to refuel. Zuko knew that. But it was still weird.]
Good luck with that.