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A newcomer stands before the sign. She's a small, slender Cybertronian, her body mostly a pale green. Mostly, because there are odd pieces across her body that appear to not fit. There are armored plates of a darker green, dark silver cannon ports on her both legs, and two wings on her back, one blue and one black. The wing on the right is sparking, and she rubbing at it while she studies the sign. On her shoulders are twin Autobot sigils. At first, she looks a little confused, quite a natural reaction here, to be sure. She then smiles broadly.
"I have a question!" She sounds both youthful and cheery. "Has anyone seen Wheeljack? I do so desire a tune up. I cannot fly at the moment." She eyes the sign again. "I also have a second question, should that be permissible. What is the best way to handle an awkward situation with a colleague, outside of resorting to violence?"
((Mun must go out for a while. I will answer all tags when I return!))
"I have a question!" She sounds both youthful and cheery. "Has anyone seen Wheeljack? I do so desire a tune up. I cannot fly at the moment." She eyes the sign again. "I also have a second question, should that be permissible. What is the best way to handle an awkward situation with a colleague, outside of resorting to violence?"
((Mun must go out for a while. I will answer all tags when I return!))