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[ Drift smiles. Any ribbing of Ratchets age is in good fun. Of course when Riptide asks him that question he can't help himself. He dissolves into full on laughter. He doubles up on the sofa, hooting with wheezy laughter for a good thirty seconds. Sorry Riptide. It's not a dumb question, he promises.]
[ Optimus shrinks a moment, trying to hide his growing blush and ups his mask for the moment. ]
Startled is all, you meant no harm. IT was playful, comradery. You meant no harm, I've just never had my rear... slapped before. Not even Jetfire had done that.
Startled is all, you meant no harm. IT was playful, comradery. You meant no harm, I've just never had my rear... slapped before. Not even Jetfire had done that.
[Riptide has gotten too complacent. At some point, he leaves his habsuite, acting as if he were not involved in a recent explosion, and Ultra Magnus quickly steps in front of his pathway.
He looks down at this aquatic disappointment.]
What did you hope to accomplish with that stunt of yours?
He looks down at this aquatic disappointment.]
What did you hope to accomplish with that stunt of yours?
I'm sorry--I'm sorry--!
[ Drift is finally starting to catch his breath. Phew. ]
Uh. It's just that Rodimus and I used to hook up. So the phrasing...
[ Drift is finally starting to catch his breath. Phew. ]
Uh. It's just that Rodimus and I used to hook up. So the phrasing...
Jetfire is my Second in Command... I don't know what more to say. [ He picks back up his equipment and heads through to the deck. ]
Perhaps it's hard, to think of home...
Perhaps it's hard, to think of home...
Riptide.
[He holds out a hand to stop the door.]
I spent this afternoon putting aside my other plans to check the damages and find the responsible parties. This investigation will conclude swiftly if you come with me. [And then Minimus can get back to doing other things hopefully before bedtime.]
[He holds out a hand to stop the door.]
I spent this afternoon putting aside my other plans to check the damages and find the responsible parties. This investigation will conclude swiftly if you come with me. [And then Minimus can get back to doing other things hopefully before bedtime.]
[ Optimus' body heat rises as he tries to act in control of the situation, setting his basket down and draping a blanket down for them to sit on. ]
Well, It was as professional... as those that Powerlink could be professional. But I heard the jokes once in a while, I was a top? Which I didn't get, maybe someday...
Well, It was as professional... as those that Powerlink could be professional. But I heard the jokes once in a while, I was a top? Which I didn't get, maybe someday...
You're too good at your job. Has anyone ever told you that? You're very good and smart and handsome. I mean Minimus, not Ultra Magnus.
[relenting, though, he stops trying to close the door and stands dramatically so minimus can put handcuffs on him.]
I worked alone, copper! Thems the facts!
[relenting, though, he stops trying to close the door and stands dramatically so minimus can put handcuffs on him.]
I worked alone, copper! Thems the facts!
[ Optimus nods, gets the treats arranged all delicately. ]
I will have to ask after our ... date is over. [ His mask falls back down and he smiles alittle sheepishly. ]
I don't know when the last time I had so much free time to be jovial like this.
I will have to ask after our ... date is over. [ His mask falls back down and he smiles alittle sheepishly. ]
I don't know when the last time I had so much free time to be jovial like this.
[Who are you, his boyfriend? Flattery has no effect on Minimus, and he unceremoniously slaps the handcuffs onto Riptide.]
You have the right to a fair trial. We will discuss your involvement at the interrogation room. [He hooks a hand under Riptide's arm and leads him away. It's a long road to the security office, and Magnus sure isn't starting a conversation, not when he's the officer.]
You have the right to a fair trial. We will discuss your involvement at the interrogation room. [He hooks a hand under Riptide's arm and leads him away. It's a long road to the security office, and Magnus sure isn't starting a conversation, not when he's the officer.]
Empty, yes... It must of been a lonely time. Perhaps we can fill the time together? In the sense of... company. Company makes the world less empty... [ Optimus fumbles his words alittle trying to make it sound the least weird way as possible. ]
I... [ Laughs. ]
I don't have much practice being normal. Everything needs to be a grand display in some way... I'm sorry it must be annoying.
I... [ Laughs. ]
I don't have much practice being normal. Everything needs to be a grand display in some way... I'm sorry it must be annoying.
[Ratchet's voice is poison-sweet.]
Hello, Riptide. So kind of you to send Optimus to me for, ahem, medical advice.
Where are you right now?
Hello, Riptide. So kind of you to send Optimus to me for, ahem, medical advice.
Where are you right now?
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