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.]

Comments

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[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

Leave him be.

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[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!

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[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.

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[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!