*Yes, the slaves get bathroom breaks. Carefully monitored and strictly controlled and with no pretense made at privacy whatsoever, but there comes a certain point where your body does not care who's looking
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*For a moment, confusion shakes Roddy free of his fury.*
Oh - that's right, you were dead. Sorry. *explains as quickly as he can who the Quintessons are, and the highlights of dealing with them - including their messing with Optimus Prime's body, which is enough to put them permanently on his personal Naughty List as far as Roddy's concerned.*
*concludes* This speeds up our timetable a bit. We can't afford to be discovered as - as who we are. *reluctant to say the word "Autobots" out loud*
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"Hey, buddy, what's wrong?" he asks softly when he gets a chance. "You look like someone just ran over your dog."
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Quintessons. This facility's run by fragging Quintessons.
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Oh - that's right, you were dead. Sorry. *explains as quickly as he can who the Quintessons are, and the highlights of dealing with them - including their messing with Optimus Prime's body, which is enough to put them permanently on his personal Naughty List as far as Roddy's concerned.*
*concludes* This speeds up our timetable a bit. We can't afford to be discovered as - as who we are. *reluctant to say the word "Autobots" out loud*
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