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onemind-twobodies:

bitterskyfire:

onemind-twobodies:

«Great.»

::Really? What did you learn.::

«How to kick Decepticon-tailpipe!»

::…did you actually do it or are you just trying to get out of not doing it?::

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guileless-second is in orbit

Oh? What’s this?

::Hello. To whom am I speaking?::

onemind-twobodies:

bitterskyfire:

onemind-twobodies said: «… Yes.»

::And? How did it go?::

«Great.»

::Really? What did you learn.::

onemind-twobodies said: «… Yes.»

::And? How did it go?::

vosnianprincess:

bitterskyfire:

vosnianprincess:

"Marvelous idea~" He reached over him to power off the consul and wrapped his arms around his neck. "Well enough. Running some training programs…trying to get things up to snuff. Asking around for a little extra help…And you?"

Heeey. He wasn’t done with that. At least it auto-saved his work, but Starscream will still get a somewhat offended look. Hard to look offended when you’re popping a treat into your mouth, though.

“That’s good. Have you gotten Megatron to spar with you yet? His fighting style is likely different, but it will give you a good idea of what to expect should it come to hand-to-hand.”

A sigh. “Running simulations and asking for assistance, the same as you.”

"Now, now, don’t start grumbling. It’s for your own good. Don’t pretend for a moment you wouldn’t do the same thing to me if our positions were reversed." He planted a kiss to the lovely shuttle’s bulging cheek as he chewed on his treat. 

He sighed and laid his helm on Sky’s shoulder, “Not yet. He says ‘he’ll think about it’. Don’t worry, I’ll wear him down. Frankly, I’m hoping it doesn’t come to hand fighting. He’d finish me rather quickly.”

"Echo has offered to help. She’ll be very helpful, she’s an expert on these things." He smiled, "We’ve got this. It’ll all be over soon, darling."

“Well… still.” Hmph. His expression softened a little bit. “…these treats are really good.”

“Hand to hand fighting is exactly the training you need. It is Megatron’s preferred style, and there is a good chance that he will trap you into it once it’s clear his fusion canon is ineffective.”

A sigh. “I hope you’re right.”

Estella sees you talkin' that shit about her. She's gonna pop in front of you and frown. Her little tongue poked out and she blew a tiny raspberry. Stop hurting me feelings.
vosnianprincess

vosnianprincess:

bitterskyfire:

vosnianprincess:

bitterskyfire:

vosnianprincess:

bitterskyfire:

And Skyfire is going to remain unamused. “You have training to do, just as everyone else.”

She crossed her arms and furrowed her brow, ::Why are you so unsure about me? I’m not scary. If you would talk to me, you’d see.::

“Because you abilities are not well understood and originate from a questionable source. I would feel more comfortable if I were allowed to examine and test them, but Star would not allow it.”

She blinked and dropped her shoulders, ::It isn’t fair…I’m sick of everyone being scared of me all the time. No one ever cares that I’m smart or nice or funny. They just care that I make weird stuff happen. It hurts my feelings.::

::…If I let you test them, would you promise to be friends with me?::

“I am not scared.” A stern look. “A scientist is not scared of the unknown, as fear would run counter to the base desire of understanding. But I am leery in utilizing your abilities in a situation where there are lives at stake, and a miscalculation may end with all of us dead.”

“I cannot guarantee that. Friendship is dependent on other factors. But.. I would probably be more comfortable around you.”

::Oh…well, that’s good. I don’t want people to be scared of me. I’m not bad. I’m nice.::

::I just want to be talked to like everyone else. It makes me feel terrible.:: She’s not really into talking about the mission. She just wants to know what your beef with her is. 

::Okay then.:: She smiled, her optics flickering amiably, ::Don’t worry, you’ll want to be my friend. I’m a wonderful person, and a very good friend.::

Most of Skyfire’s beef with her revolves around the disconnect between her actions and the consequences of those actions. Like, say, encouraging the Twins to disobey him, and then expressing surprise when they get into trouble/hurt.

“…I hope you realize how unsettling that sounds.” Skyfire is not known for tact. “I would like to make my own judgments on who makes a good friend for me, thank you.::

ruleroftheminicons:

bitterskyfire:

ruleroftheminicons:

"Hmm…" Megatron’s expression remained blank but there was a flicker of emotion in his optics, if anyone was paying enough attention to notice that. An energon crisis was a new element to the warlord, and it stirred up a feeling of sympathy towards the mecha who live through it. In his universe, energon was well on it’s way to becoming irrelevant through the war. It was invaluable of course, as the energy boost it could give warriors could be enough to change the outcome of an entire battle, but finding it was near impossible and came at a high price. It was wiser - for both Autobot and Decepticon forces - to focus their efforts on fighting and leave the energon where it was.

He wondered, for a moment, if the others had started searching for energon again now that the war was over. Were they going to use it rebuild Cybertron, or were they going to hoard it away to themselves?

"Where dos Vos’ energon resources come from?" He turns his attention onto Skyfire. "Is it imported from other cities, or is it mined within the cities’ limits? Either way, we should entertain the idea of severing the energon supplies and starving all of them - the citizens and the Decepticons. If my alternate is sending as much energon as he can back to your Earth to feed his troops, then cutting off his supplies should crash the little party he’s created for himself. They’ll go back to being hungry and desperate, morale will drop and weaknesses will be created."

“Imported, I believe. If there are mines within Vos, they are small and sparse. The city-state is not known for a booming mining population.” He frowned, tapping his datapad thoughtfully.

“The trouble with that is that Starscream will doubtlessly object to the starving out of his citizens. Besides, it would be simple enough for the Decepticons to bring energon back to Vos and distribute it to the people should we cut off their supply lines, thus insuring that we are painted as terrorists and Megatron as even more a savior.”

The edges of Megatron’s mouth lifted slightly, hinting at a smile. Starving out Vos would be no trouble for them - they’d simply have to cut off the fuel lines and wait.

That is, if they would actually agree to that plan.

What little trace there was of a smile on his face was quickly covered up by a large frown. “Starscream may want to reconsider his limitations then. Wars can’t be won without some sacrifice.

"The Decepticons can feed the Vosians and paint whatever pictures they want, but they’ll run out of energon eventually. They couldn’t sustain themselves before they got here and started to drain Cybertron of it’s energon, so they couldn’t possible hope to sustain an entire city."

“They wouldn’t have to sustain Vos for long. Just long enough to launch a retaliation and an attempt to flush us out. It wouldn’t be very difficult, as no one in our party can be said to blend in.” A nod to Megatron’s own horns. “Cutting all supply lines would take time and, more importantly, repeated interventions. It wouldn’t be long before someone would be caught at it.”

“We need the element of surprise to have any hope of taking them out, and cutting their supply lines would create the opposite effect. The Decepticons would know they were under assault, making our final goal that much more difficult.”

Skyfire, when do we get to be doing stuff?
onemind-twobodies

A sigh. ::I am not sure. How you finished your simulation runs and sparred with Star?::

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『So!』

metascream:

bitterskyfire:

metascream:

bitterskyfire:

『Sounds like it needs a better fuel source,』he said.『I don’t suppose you’d be willing to let me hook it up to a less limited battery?』He was totally gonna link it up to a black hole. Ain’t no matter like anti-matter.

He frowned. Palace, palace…『I’m picturing something vaguely reminiscent of The Phantom of the Opera. Am I on the right track?』Pause.『You probably don’t get the reference. Never mind. In any case—I wouldn’t worry too much about the girl. She’ll likely surprise us. I’ve found that combining young human females with Cybertronian tech creates some of the most terrifyingly effective warriors imaginable.』Provided their squishiness can be compensated for.『Perhaps I should speak with her and find out for myself what she’s capable of.』

Didn’t you suggest this a few universes ago when you weren’t a fully-fledged god? “I intended for it to work similar to Skywarp’s warp generator, and use the mech’s own energy to power it. Whatever source it has, it needs to be something at least as safe as energon.”

“Er..” Nope, he doesn’t get it. It doesn’t really matter, though. “I think that would be an excellent idea. You may be able to gauge her powers far more accurately than the rest of us.”

『Completely safe.』Provided it doesn’t explode.

『Good. I’ll do that. In the meantime—is there anything else you can tell me that I might need to know?』

The same qualities could be said of energon.

“One of the Megatron- the one you domesticated rather than killed- is also assisting. Astrotrain has expressed displeasure over something, though whether that’s an inability to help or simply a tantrum because he’s not invited to something he will not do is unclear.” A frown. “I don’t want him coming. He’s too much of a liability.”

“Oh, and one more thing.” His expression changed to something more resembling a stressed, but genuine, smile. “It is good to speak with you again.”

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Estella sees you talkin' that shit about her. She's gonna pop in front of you and frown. Her little tongue poked out and she blew a tiny raspberry. Stop hurting me feelings.
vosnianprincess

vosnianprincess:

bitterskyfire:

vosnianprincess:

bitterskyfire:

And Skyfire is going to remain unamused. “You have training to do, just as everyone else.”

She crossed her arms and furrowed her brow, ::Why are you so unsure about me? I’m not scary. If you would talk to me, you’d see.::

“Because you abilities are not well understood and originate from a questionable source. I would feel more comfortable if I were allowed to examine and test them, but Star would not allow it.”

She blinked and dropped her shoulders, ::It isn’t fair…I’m sick of everyone being scared of me all the time. No one ever cares that I’m smart or nice or funny. They just care that I make weird stuff happen. It hurts my feelings.::

::…If I let you test them, would you promise to be friends with me?::

“I am not scared.” A stern look. “A scientist is not scared of the unknown, as fear would run counter to the base desire of understanding. But I am leery in utilizing your abilities in a situation where there are lives at stake, and a miscalculation may end with all of us dead.”

“I cannot guarantee that. Friendship is dependent on other factors. But.. I would probably be more comfortable around you.”