12th Transmission

[heavyweaponsbot]

I tire of this ship, its crew, and its... holidays. I have no use for these toys. What is the meaning of this?

And is there nowhere I can have a proper spar? Settle for the bees again, if nothing else...

Hmnf.

[The comm clicks off. If anyone is so inclined, the weapons master can be found down in the caves, brooding, and occasionally slamming a fist or two into the walls.

As for his squeaky whale, it has been deposited safely in front of a certain medical officer's door without so much as a word on the subject.]

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[heavyweaponsbot]

Not now, Mikaela.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Fine, you wanna do this over the comms?

[heavyweaponsbot]

... No.




[/Disconnect.]

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[Okay, now she's even more pissed than she already was. She's going to HUNT YOU DOWN now.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Still in them caves. In a dry spot. Brooding over an inscrutable malice.]

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[It's going to take her a while. This is a big ship.

Then again, caves make sense. That's where they'd found the fish, wasn't it? So that's where she goes. The flower field won't matter to him, it doesn't hold the significance to him as it did Mikaela.

So, to the bat caves!

[heavyweaponsbot]

[His back is to the entrance. And there's some cracks in the wall nearby. He doesn't seem to notice her come in.]

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[That's okay. She'll make sure he notices.]

Hey, you.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He shutters his optics, but doesn't turn around.]

Hmn?

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[She grinds her teeth so hard it's probably audible.]

I have never, ever been angrier in my life with someone than I am with you right now.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He notices. But he's not feeling that talkative, sorry, Mikaela. She just gets a nod.]

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[She's trying to keep a level head.]

Keep my name outta your fights and off the main comms, 'specially if you're gonna leave them unlocked. And, if you're gonna be a jerk, at least have the decency to not involve me.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He's just going to let her rant. There's nothing he can say to defend himself she'll listen to, anyway.]

Yeah.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[That's probably best.]

I don't care if you don't like him. I know he's a 'Con, I know he represents everything you hate and despise. I get it. Everyone gets it. You're gonna disagree 'n fight. Whatever. I can't do anything about it, and 'm not asking you to just let it go.

But provoking him and forcing him to admit something I already knew over an open comm is seriously out of line!

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He still doesn't say anything for a while. And when he does, his voice is still quiet.]

I did not know you knew.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

So...what? You...you think that makes it better? You think you were doing me a favor by outing someone I really care about? Over an open line so everyone could see? So you could embarress me further?[She fists away angry tears.]

Why would you try to make me lose faith in my friend? Why would you try to break up one of the few fragile friendhips I've got here, huh? [She wants to...hit something, someone...anything.]

Why would you try to do that to me?!

[heavyweaponsbot]

[She can hit him if she wants.]

To protect you... We lost... Prime to them... lost the boy. Jazz... They have taken much from us.

Not allowing them to harm you as well.

[It's not the best reasoning, and he knows it. But it's the truth, which she deserves to hear.]

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[She kind of wants to, but it'd probably break her wrist.]

You...you're being ridiculous! [She grabs her hair in frustration, ignoring the tears that streaked her cheeks.]

He...he just wants a truce on this boat, that's all. He's not trying to fight with you, or hurt people, or me. You keep forgetting he didn't do any of this! He's not from our world, or your Cybertron.

He's not going to hurt me!

[Unless Megatron shows up and makes him, but she already knows that.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He slowly turns his head to look at her, expression dull. His shoulders hunch in slightly.]

You know I cannot accept a truce... Not with them. He is still Decepticon... With all that entails.

[There's a pause, and an intake of air.]

He already did. Remember?

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[Her expression is one of frustration and growing rage.]

What, so you're gonna continue the war on the boat? Probably get people caught or hurt in the crossfire again, like me and Sam did? Is that what you want? You wanna keep fighting?

[She hisses, her face going bright red.]

That's different and you know it. He never lied to me about that, it was never brought up.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He just looks at her, not moving.]

I... will have no truce with them. You... do not understand. Fighting is my function--war is my function. You know how long we have fought... why do you ask me to cooperate with them? To hold a truce with them?

[And he looks away again.]

He still hurt you.

[Locked]

[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

Leave him be.

[Locked]

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

He wasn't trying to drag information out of YOU over the comms JUST to make you look like a JERK!

Tell him to leave me out of his fights!

He doesn't like Shockwave, FINE, whatever! But keep MY NAME out of his vocals!

[Locked]

[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

He is concerned for your wellbeing. He may not be the most adept at showing it, but he cares for you.

Do not fault him for wishing to protect you from a Decepticon.

[Locked]

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

I don't care, that was unnecessary, and he was totally out of line.

Shockwave has done nothing to hurt me since being here, nothing! He was there when I died, he was there when Sam disappeared the first time, and he's there for me now.

I knew the risks when I made friends with him, Ironhide provoking him and forcing him to admit something I already knew over an open comm line is unacceptable!