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[hidden_watcher]

*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

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[apprentice_lurk]

*is currently loitering around Autobot City with a very, very worried expression on her face, but the familiar voice over her commlink makes her optics brighten, at least a little* //Scourge!// *manages to sound deeply pleased to hear from him, even though she's trying not to panic. Don't tell me something else has gone wrong...*

//Hanging around Autobot City. Where do you want me?// *Just give me the co-ordinates and I'll come running.*

[hidden_watcher]

*relieved* //There you are.// *then, rather fast and without really stopping for metaphorical breath* //All right. First, has the Prime gone insane or does it just look that way, and second, how do you feel about trying to talk down Cyclonus because I'm not sure he hasn't gone insane too, and third, do you have any idea what's going on?//

[apprentice_lurk]

*blinkblinkblink-* //...Um...// *replays that in her head and sorts out one question from the next before replying. Carefully* //As far as I know he hasn't but he's really kind of shaken up this time, initial reaction is argh and ouch and where is he so I know where to find him, and - yes yes-and-no.//

*okay, feeling very guilty about sort-of lying to Scourge of all people, but - she promised to Roddy first. And she can explain without going into all the gory details, right? He doesn't need to know it was Roddy-

"...or does it just look that way..."

Ohhh, slag me with a flamethrower, he already knows. And if he knows - ohhh, slag.*

[hidden_watcher]

//'Boots, if you're even thinking about trying to cover for Rodimus, don't bother, because you helped install the spy cameras in the base.// *small sound, half-laugh, half-despair* //I know what happened. What I'm completely failing to fathom is why.//

//And Cyclonus is-// *checks the monitors* //-out at the rock range with Steadfast, but apparently more interested in blowing things up than talking.//

[apprentice_lurk]

((Incindentally, some pretties if you want any for your lot. Playing about in photoshop last night, yes. ^_^;;))