I don't think I wanted to know that.

[firstlieutenant]

*checks chronometer and blinks at the realisation that, in a rare synchronicity, Cybertron and Charr downshift times have matched up for once*

Which means that myself and giri_guy probably both have nothing better to do than be on the internet right now. I'm amusing myself watching monitors while hidden_watcher does something I'll make him tell me about later... and I

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[apprentice_lurk]

Uh-oh. *looks slightly panicky* Shit-fan time... *scrambles into the hallway and carefully approaches Cyclonus* Uh... Sir? Are you all right..?

[slashseeker]

::: nods in agreement.:: This, my friends is an 'Oh Shit' situation. Cyclonus, just remeber to think before you say anything to either of them, okay. We all know how Galvatron is and Roddy is emotionally fragile about this.

[raisedbymoogles]

Err... I wouldn't exactly call Galvatron 'emotionally fragile.' Volatile, yes; fragile, no. o.O;;

[slashseeker]

I never said Galvie was fragile, I said Roddy is.

[air_commander]

Cyclonus, you seem to be rather distressed... *says it in a mocking/provocative way, as opposed to "with concern"*

[firstlieutenant]

*starts in surprise and looks hard at you*

What are you doing here?

[air_commander]

Maybe I wanted to pay Galvatron a visit. You should blame him for my presence. If he hadn't blown up my old body, I couldn't walk through walls. *smirks*

[Devi: I'm picturing this Starscream as half-ghost like his Energon namesake or something, since the ghost version is more fun. *g*]

[firstlieutenant]

*stands my ground, feeling cold static run through my circuitry, not exactly afraid of you but ill at ease beyond description* *watches you warily, just in case you make any sudden moves to possess me, or worse - you caught me unawares last time, but never again!*

*skeptically* You expect me to believe that this is some kind of social call?

[chaos_gunner]

*lounging in my throne, chin on hand, apparently deep in thought; the room is in near darkness, lit only by the faint golden shimmer of my energy signature and the ember glow of my optics* *looks around sharply as you come in, instantly alert*

*snaps* Cyclonus? What are you doing here?!

[firstlieutenant]

*comes up short, the door sliding closed behind me and leaving me safe in the darkness with you* *stands briefly silent, simply looking upon you for as long as I dare to, ignoring the aching, relieved, grateful race of my engines as the horror of a moment ago fades from my thoughts*

*quick, static "cough", since I don't entirely trust my own vocal circuitry*

...checking in, my lord Galvatron. All well?

*it helps merely to say your name, as it did to hear you speak mine - though you would hardly know from watching me that there was anything amiss to begin with*

[chaos_gunner]

*impatiently* You need to come in here for that? What in the universe could possibly be wrong?

*beckons, peremptory*

Since you are here...!

[firstlieutenant]

*no need to tell me twice - I cross to you and kneel by the foot of your throne, looking up at you, awaiting further orders* *the edge of your aura brushes against my own, hot and bright and dangerous and real, and the accidental contact is enough to send my unguarded thoughts straying in a fashion that makes me shiver guiltily and pull them hastily back under my control*

*and all at once I could laugh at myself, for fearing even for a microsecond that you were anything other than unconquerable...*

Your wish, my lord?