Eighth Offense - Video ->Audio;

[namesnotprowl]

[The shot starts out on a Christmas Tree with rather… industrial ornaments. What? The giant alien robot is going to do is tree in a less-than-traditional manner. There’s only one box visible under it, already opened and emptied - the others that have been staying in The Rail Yard had their presents from the owner delivered personally, along with

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[he's still hanging around, despite some uh... awkward times. still, keeping some distance. because uh lord knows...]

Everything alright?

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[namesnotprowl]

[Barricade at least managed to identify and remove the thing that caused the... problem... and washed down the bar thoroughly. No more of that for him.

For the moment he's sitting, leaned against the wall with a plush version of a silver Cybertronian with blue optics in his hand. He snorts quietly, shuttering his own optics in two separate sets, top two then bottom two.]

Debatable. Something like this hasn't been done to me in... about a year.

[He figured it wouldn't happen since, but... well. Things go wrong.]

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[Alex doesn't want to take any chances, thanks. for various reasons. but that awkwardness doesn't (and never will) overshadow concern.

for his part though, he's sitting on top of the oversided (for him) counter top, leaned to the front, arms resting on his thighs.

still, he's a bit confused as this seems to be over a plush toy-- must be something, or representing someone, meaningful.]

Who did it belong to?

[it's the more natural first thought.]

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[namesnotprowl]

[Barricade doesn't blame him in the least for that; he would be too. As it is, it's easier to pretend that it was either his idea or that it hadn't happened.]

This? This was intended for me. But who it looks like... was mine. Or I was his, it's complicated.

[Barricade seriously considers something for a long moment, his brow ridges furrowed. He's never directly spoken of it before - to anyone - so he's unsure of how to proceed. But then, this is M. He secrets are safe with him, and he's sure he won't abuse the knowledge.]

His name was Frenzy. He was my first partner - the hacker.

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[nyctophobias]

You got a strange thing?

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[namesnotprowl]

... I did, yes. [A thing he's just going to keep very, very off-screen.]

What about you?

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[nyctophobias]

Hm.

I got some cookies. [Shrug.]

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[namesnotprowl]

Cookies ain't too bad, as far as holiday gifts go.