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𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐭𝐡 𝐄𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚
' 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐬
𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡
'𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐢𝐧'𝐭 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠
𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥
𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐥 '
a dragon is flying through the clouds with pro-hunters written on the bottom right
ALT: a dragon is flying through the clouds with pro-hunters written on the bottom right
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Hard to tell

[ Equal sarcasm? Digging into his subspace again to grab some recreational. Offering some up ]

Want some? Ain't the hard stuff, promise.

[ Smirk. ]
Never said that.

[ Optic roll ]

I've grown.. Used to your company around.

[ Seems like he was holding back on saying more on the matter, lips pursed]

I don't mind you staying.
Curious is all. Could be going out n about but you choose to stay here. Chat with me, sleep on my desk while I work.

[ Carefully setting the vial back into his subspace. ]

Outside of it being your home your sticking around like you enjoy being here.

[ Or looking too deep into it ]
I have no interest in shaking the hornet nest that is messing with them right now. Void is enough trouble as is.

[ Angry chittering]

You've been spending more time here. Has work grown slow these days?
Unfortunate.

[ Don't even have half the mind to get to know em eh? He's a hermit anyways. ]

Unrelated but I got something to ask you, Tracer.
More how long it will take.

[ Snort, gaze fixated on the object before him ]

You're buddies with someone aligned with em? Color me shocked.
A wrecker slain, how many more to come.

[ Chuckling as he looked over the vials contents. Sat by his lonesome on the futon ]
[ Gone with the wind, anyways. Revenant grunts lightly carefully sorting away materials into containers. The venom had been extracted from the leech successfully. ]

Blanket number five is it ?

[ Snort]

Wont have any left to use myself soon hm..

( turns around & spins his rotors, blowing it away. anyways. shrugs. ) ⠀ it is now.
[ HISSS flaring forelimbs before wings unfolded trying to make itself look big and scary. ]

I'm aware. But causing potential damage to lab equipment with your shuffles is more than inconvenient.

[ Especially with what he was working on.. ]

... is that even one of your blankets?
[ HISSS flaring forelimbs before wings unfolded trying to make itself look big and scary. ]

I'm aware. But causing potential damage to lab equipment with your shuffles is more than inconvenient.

[ Especially with what he was working on.. ]

... is that even one of your blankets?

( a firm SWAT is used against the smaller pest, sending it sliding away. better that than landing itself within the micromaster’s irked jaws. taking his blanket BACK. ) ⠀ it started it.
[ Quite displeased by the turn of events, razorjaw jumped back to another section of the sought after material. The predacons audial twitched as he glanced over at the two]

Thats enough.
[ Quite displeased by the turn of events, razorjaw jumped back to another section of the sought after material. The predacons audial twitched as he glanced over at the two]

Thats enough.

( snapping jaws, his dentae barely missing the little thief as the blanket is madly scrounged for. )
[ Seriously? finally grabbing which tool he needs as the two smaller bots suddenly escalated to contact. They both tumbled off the desk. ]

... 💢*
Shibe
I would post a close up of mantid face but idk who is and isnt cool w insects so just imagine 💔
[ S T A R E D O W N. Unwavering. Hiss.]
[ CHITTER! Raptorial limbs grab onto its section. Helm sharply cocked to the side ]
And? Just take it back. Simple.

[ Reaching over to one of the compartments under his desk to grab a specific tool.. Hmmm.. ]
[ the predacon side glanced the two don't atar shit on his desk!! Mantid turned away to use its forelimbs to pull the remaining blanket sections atop the desk. Learned behavior? Most likely from the micromasters nest. ]
[ One in which Revenant continued working. Not bothering the copter- Mantid looked up at the two before metal mandibles clicked together. Jumping UP next to Tracer ]
[ Little mantis skittering about. Arm talons holding a comically large blanket for its size. Three forths dragging behind it as it was wandering about ]
[ Best left this way, in silence that was undermined by idle purring of his companion. Background noise was soothing, allowing him to focus on work.

Sleep well, Tracer. ]
[ Light taps of forearms against the desk, before a chittering growl came from Revenant. Tapping stopped but the presence jumped from the desk and skittered further into the lab to find something else to munch on. Leaving the micrkmaster alone, for now. ]
Shibe

Part of Rev wanted to pick Tracer up and put him in the cabinet nest but part of him thinks he'd be missing fingers touching the micromaster. So he stays on the desk.
[ .. Cute. Another flex of his talons before they retreat from near the micromaster. Staring to work on directing this creature. Razorjaw watched them from his nook.. Staring ]
[ His sensitive audials will pick up on movement, optics glancing towards the micromaster supposedly asleep. He wasn't sure why prolonged staring was necessary. The purring was decent white noise. Servos paused their movement. Talons flexing ]