Ho-hum...

[king_ofthe_road]

((Is the holiday retail hell over yet?! GAH. Brain so toasted. @_x;; *Tries to drag all charas back*))*Powerlane sits calmly next to Klank on the floor of the Stunticon body shop with the occasional glance at where Dirge stands guarding the door as per new orders from Motormaster to not let the two roam free for the time being. Powerlane has been

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[wolfinbotsarmor]

*Klank blinks his shutters behind his optic band, the two projections on his helm swivelling just a bit, as if they're actual ears.*

[Scomm:Powerlane] ...I...ah...I don't know how far I'll get, I'm afraid. Running loose as the beast earlier drained me. I suppose I could get angry enough again to let it loose, but...I don't know what I'd do, really. I'd need energon and quickly. [/Scomm]

*Klank tilts his head slightly, watching the Seeker out of the corner of his optics...a...disturbingly hungry look on his faceplate a brief moment before it's gone again.*

.oO (No! No... The last time you tried to pull a Drakkan and drain a mech of his fluids, your systems did not react well. ...must be some other area in this base to locate sustinence...)

[king_ofthe_road]

... ... *Unsubspaces a small energon cube and shoves it at Klank.*

[Scomm: Klank] Drink up, Rover. >:D I ain't sittin' here forever. [/comm]

[wolfinbotsarmor]

[Scomm:Powerlane] "Rover"?? >:( I say, that isn't... Oh, nevermind. Let's just get out of here before Dirge notices what we're up to. [/Scomm]

.oO (Alright, need to pretend I'm trying to focus for this one... Transforming is easy, not that anyone ELSE needs to know...)

*When Dirge isn't looking, Klank downs the entire energon cube in one swig and then curls in on himself, muttering and mumbling various bits of nonsense. After a minute or so of that, he starts to tremble, his optic band glowing...*

[m] ...must...get angry...thinking of...bad things... Puppies...NO! Puppies with...WITH SPIKES! Puppies with spikes...painful...make Klank...ANGRY...

*Suddenly, the hoverboard unsubspaces and Klank combines with it, transforming into the hulking, wolven beast once more. Dirge barely has time to turn and take stock of the situation before the wolf is on him, pinning him to the wall.

LITtlE BoT KiCK KlaNk!! wHY yOu NOt DO ANytHIng AbOUT IT!?!?

Hooba-jooba-WHA?!

[duhrge]

@_o;;;

Put...put me down you slagheaded, canine R-REJECT!

*The Seeker struggles, trying to get both feet up against Klank's chest to force him back.*