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*jaw is set and optics steady, though she's starting to feel just a tiny bit sick* So - Roddy, somebody, any chance I can borrow a medic?

And... *attempt at a smile, holding out a smallish-sized box* I tried the cake idea, but I don't know how well it worked. You could always use it as a missile if it didn't...happy birthday, guys.

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Who do you think killed our Unicron, sweetheart? *holds steady and stands with him* Nobody beats our lot.

The Matrix destroyed Unicron, but it was corrupted. Unicron died but his Herald lived. *shakily stands on his own* You've never had a Rodimus Void. I'm urging all of you, especially Galvatron, to treat him as the greatest threat you will ever come across.

Oh, we know he's a threat. Hence the war-party. That doesn't mean we're going to fall down at his feet and roll over, though.

Or even stop making snarky remarks. *encouraging grin*

*smiles back* You have so much hope, here. That's what's missing in my universe, I think. *the light in your optics, the urge to not only stay alive but have fun while doing it...that's what Void took from us and that's one of the greatest weapons you have*

From what I've heard, Void stomped on it before it could go very far. *we are defiant in front of anything. We have hope, we have faith, we have vicious inclinations and violent sarcasm, and Void hurt one of ours. ALternate or not, you're one of ous.*

*doesn't understand any of this, this compassion and comradeship amoung Decepticons. Why anyone would sacrifice their safety for him* That he did. It's how he is.

*he's an original Unicronian. Whatever 'verse you come from, especially one like theirs...you get taken care of and protected as fiercely as any other of theirs* ...I'm going to enjoy stomping on his ego, I'll say that much.

*sigh* Just don't get yourself killed. *because he believes it, that she would risk her life for his and damn the consequences*

*irreverent grin, hoping to look a bit more confident than she feels even now* Who, me? Nah, no worries there. I'm so fluffy I'll bounce.

I don't think fluffy bounces. *and Scourge fails at being witty*

*never mind, she'll smile for him anyway* Worked before.

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