8th Transmission (Accidental Audio)

[heavyweaponsbot]

[The audio feed turns on, and for a moment, there's no sound, except for the shifting of metal. It would seem the maker of this transmission is "asleep", for lack of a better word. And then... there is the sound of tiny feet on metal.]

Ribbit!

[More metal shifting. A voice muttering something in Cybertronian. And then...]

Hmn? What...

[A pause.]

WHAT--GET! GET OFF OF ME! IMMEDIATELY!

[A loud thud!, some frantic ribbit-ing, and scraping of metal against the floor.]




((ooc: ... Yeah, C4 just keeps on making friends wherever he goes. Follows this.))

Comments

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[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

We had best search quickly. I want to check your systems and make sure the water did no lasting damage.

[That is the closest he is coming to politely saying 'let's go.']

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[heavyweaponsbot]

... yeah. Check yourself out too.

[Just waiting on your signal, dear... and wondering what he's done wrong this time.]

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[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

[Transform and roll. :|

And you should know, dear. >:|]

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[heavyweaponsbot]

[Trundles after him.

... You are so the wife. He has no idea.]