[From Cyclonus's journal here.]

*on the bridge of the Dis, absent-mindedly with an arm around Dreadboots to reassure her* *one optic and audial monitoring the copilot's station, but mostly just watching Galvatron, watching the console lights throw shadows across his proud, fiercely set features, watching those strong fingers move with caressing ( Read more... )

*Following recent events, Scourge has retrieved his line commander and closest friend, who is still recovering from a hangover, a fit of jealousy and an unfairly long time spent dealing with other people's lack of tact, and it's amazing what you can get away with in high orbit when nobody is monitoring - after all, who watches the watchman?*

( Cut for brief slash! )

*Scourge sits down at the console, the corners of a smile just showing under his moustaches. In front of him, one screen shows this scene going on somewhere in a room on Charr selected for its safety ( Read more... )

*stares at the monitors* *taps claws*

*gets up, paces*

*looks like someone whose pride is trying to keep him silent even though he really, really ought to say something*

Has anyone seen my apprentice?

*alone in the monitor room on Charr, Scourge drops his head to the console and wraps his claws over it, wings pulled in tight around himself* *a couple of Sweeps are huddled nervously in the background, looking even more worried than their leader*

*one screen is frozen on a still of this scene, a second on this, and a third has a screencap of ( Read more... )

*in the monitor room of the battleship Dis, stares at a screen and frowns* *taps claws a few times thoughtfully as though wanting to say something, but seems to be oddly tongue-tied*

*blinks, straightens up a little and arches wings, pulling myself together*

Status... status report. *pauses* Bah, nothing to report. Galvatron's locked on the ( Read more... )

*is watching Earth for something to do, and catches sight of something very interesting*

Oh-oh...!

*stares, wings quivering* *energy sense radiating a mixture of shock, admiration, trepidation and jealousy* Of all the...!

*trails off* *mutters to self* It's fine. Galvatron knows what he's doing. It's fine.

...right?*looks up at the small ( Read more... )

*is not in the monitor room, but posting over the radio link from a nice, safe, uninhabited corner of Charr where nobody is likely to find me ( Read more... )

To amuse certain of my readership and annoy giri_guy *coughpsychologicalwarfarecough*:

(All of the following from a peculiar website called They Might Be Giant Robots.)

Apparently even Autobots can't trust anybody.

As far as I'm concerned there is nothing about this that isn't funny.

Look at the bottom of the picture. (I'm not sure we shouldn't all be ( Read more... )

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Things I would probably never have found out if not for Livejournal:

- Really a lot of people seem to like chaos_gunner. This is complete news to me. [*ahem* Not that I'm anything other than a loyal follower myself of course, Mighty Galvatron, if you're reading this...]

- giri_guy is more vulnerable to embarrassment than to any ( Read more... )