โœง. ๐•ฟ๐‡๐„ ๐•ณ๐„๐€๐ƒ๐‡๐”๐๐“๐‘๐„๐’๐’ .
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โœง. ๐•ฟ๐‡๐„ ๐•ณ๐„๐€๐ƒ๐‡๐”๐๐“๐‘๐„๐’๐’ .
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โญ โญ โ €โ €โ €โœง. โย  sสœแด‡ แดกษชสŸสŸ ส™แด‡ แด‹ษดแดแดกษด แด€s โ €โ € โ €โ € โ €โ €๐•ท ๐Ž ๐’ ๐“ ๐•ฑ ๐€ ๐‚ ๐„ . . . . โ €โ €โ €โ€”โœงโ€” โ €โ €โ €แดแด…ษดษช | แด‡ษดษข ส€แด˜ | แด€ส€แด›ษชsแด› | แด˜แด€ส€แดแด…ส โ €โ €โ €แด„สœแด‡แด„แด‹ า“แด‡แด‡แด…s า“แดส€ ส€แด˜ ส€แด‡สŸแด€แด›แด‡แด… sแด›แดœา“า“ โ €
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โœง. ๐•ณ๐„๐€๐ƒ ๐•ณ๐”๐๐“๐‘๐„๐’๐’ : ๐•ฎ๐€๐“`๐’ ๐•ฐ๐˜๐„ .
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แด‡แด แด‡ส€สแด›สœษชษดษข ๐•ฝ๐ˆ๐†๐†๐„๐ƒ
แด€แด› แด›สœษชs แด˜สŸแด€แด„แด‡ , ษชแด›`s
๐•น๐Ž๐“ แดแด‡ โ€” ึด แŸ

แด…แดษด`แด› ๐•ญ๐‘๐„๐€๐Š แดส
แด„แดษดแด„แด‡ษดแด›ส€แด€แด›ษชแดษด
แดกษชแด›สœ แด›สœแดsแด‡
๐•ฟ๐‡๐Ž๐”๐†๐‡๐“๐’ ส™แด€ส™ส .

โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ€”โœงโ€”

โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โญโ €ษช แด…แดษด`แด› แด„แด€ส€แด‡ แด€ส™แดแดœแด›
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €๐‘๐„๐€๐‹ ๐‹๐ˆ๐…๐„ ,

โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €ษช แด…แดษด`แด› ๐•ฎ ๐€ ๐‘ ๐„ แด€ส™แดแดœแด›
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €๐•ฝ๐„๐€๐‹ ๐•ท ๐ˆ ๐… ๐„ โ€” ึด แŸ
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โœง โย Too scared to use yer big boy words ? Hah, seems cat's got yer tongue, befittin` for me, Cat's Eye. โž

โœงใ€ Everything about this is amusing to her ; but, she relents with her name. ใ€‘
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( slowly, ever so slowly, raising his gaze from the screen again. even lowering his arm slightly. the other servo raises, and ... is he mocking her. )

( biiiiiitch. )
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โœง โย Wasn't harsh `nough, yer even more pathetic than a glance let's on. โž

โœงใ€ Oh this bitch. ใ€‘
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โœง โ Oh, I know I'm allurin` , couldn't help yerself when trackin` my aft. Like a siren, or whatev`r scrap humans talk `bout. โž

โœงใ€ Though, there's a snicker at the trouble, loud, purposefully mocking. ใ€‘

โœง โย Perhaps I was too quick to judge ya . . .โž

โœงใ€ An olive branch . . . ? ใ€‘
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( flicking the screen with his claws. RECALIBRATE YOU FUCKING USELESS PIECE OF SHIโ€” )
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โœง โย Am I s`pposed to care, or . . . like . . . Do ya want somethin`, Flyboy ? Maybe have me beg for yer autograph ? Heard yer name b`fore, but . . . yer rather unimpressive lookin`. โž

โœงใ€ Shut UP you stupid cat. ใ€‘
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โœงใ€ Another evident pause ; the name was certainly familiar, especially amongst the ranks of Decepticons . . . Yet, a question arises, another blunt comment, ใ€‘

โœง โย . . . Okay, and ? โž

โœงใ€ A death wish made clear ? There was no courtesy of exchanging her name, a simple, ใ€‘
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( he stares at the grounder for a long moment, his own gaze equally as scrutinizing as theirs. what would a 'con like her be doing on earth? )
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โœง โย Yea, sure Buzzbot, I missed the hell outta ya. Sometimes adventure just calls, but gotta head back `ere sometimes. โž
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"It'zz allright, Cat Eye! No need to be zzorry about zzomething that will happen! Wazzpinator mizzed you alot! Can Wazzpinator give you a hug ?"
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โœง โย Yea. Sorry I vanished, it'll happen again. โž ๐Ÿ˜”
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โœง โย Yea. Sorry I vanished, it'll happen again. โž ๐Ÿ˜”
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"CAT EYE IZZ BACK ?!"
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โœง โย . . . Am I supposed to know ya ? โž

โœงใ€ Blunt. Evidently unimpressed at the sight. She was a stray of sorts โ€” meeting faces, forgetting names, traversing by an alias . . . yet, there was no recollection present. ใ€‘
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โœงใ€ A glance upon the figure before, calm air turns sharp โ€” startled, perhaps ? Or had it been a silent warning ? Even with the logo emblazoned upon steel wings, she held hesitancy to all unfamiliar. ใ€‘

โœงใ€ Red gaze studies the other, evidently looking him up and down. ใ€‘
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( ... huh. a double-take, lifting his face from the holographic screen once more. )

๐‘Œ๐‘‚๐‘ˆ?

( he knows this decepticon. not personally, noโ€”but she's an entirely unique looking soldier. the hฬฒuฬฒnฬฒtฬฒrฬฒeฬฒsฬฒsฬฒ. yes, he knows this one. )
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โœงใ€ A threat ? An ally ? Neither ? No matter โ€” curiosity killed the cat, as they say, and she would lose none of her nine lives. ใ€‘
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โœงใ€ It's things like this she longs for. A moment to simply run away. ใ€‘

โœงใ€ . . .Yet the peace is disturbed, animals grow hushed after the last warning call ; thicket rustles, the sounds of crushed branches emerge. Mask rises, long, claw - like appendages revealing themselves. ใ€‘
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โœงใ€ Peace ; an instance of quiet amist her corner of the world, shaded away in the thicket, ship resting but a distance away. It's rare, these moments, away from endless wars, from both sides, from prying eyes โ€” especially of pesky humans . . . A sigh escapes her, soft, quiet. ใ€‘
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โœงใ€ Yeah no that thing is smoking black mush. Don't breathe it in, it literally melts flesh. ใ€‘

Hell yeah. โœจ๏ธ
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( ๐Ÿ˜ฆ )

( she doesn't want to think about what that can do to a living being. )

w WILL DO ??
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When ya discover how to, ya better show me, `cause I can do this :

โœงใ€ Spikes on her arms extend outwards, before a spray of acid shoots out. RIP the nearest bush. ใ€‘
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When ya discover how to, ya better show me, `cause I can do this :

โœงใ€ Spikes on her arms extend outwards, before a spray of acid shoots out. RIP the nearest bush. ใ€‘
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i will figure it out through sheer force of will.
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I don't think ya can do that, kid.

I can. But I don't think ya can.
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I don't think ya can do that, kid.

I can. But I don't think ya can.
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( opening google )

how do i spit acid
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โœง โย `Least yer a familiar face to me, but I'll try to keep it noted. โž
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"Mozzt of them are cool guyzz ! Wazzpinator knowzz them !"
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โœงใ€ A slight moment of pause, an attempt to keep up her frustrated guise ; yet, she faulters. Crossed arms relax themselves slightly, a sigh โ€” almost of playful annoyance, ใ€‘

. . . I'll admit. I missed ya too, Starboy. Just a lil` bit.
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โ €[ how dismayed he was to see that she didn't share his eagerness. still, that commonly shot, crossed-servos look of indifference was better than cycles of radio silence. ]
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โ €more sounds good. it's nice to see your face again.
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More or less.

โœงใ€ Tone still blunt. Yet, anger is far from its prior levels. Arms cross over her chasis, an air of suspicion present ; he seemed really eager to see her. ใ€‘
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