"Who are you?"
Prowl paused, then slowly he set aside the data pad he had been reading and turned to face Jazz squarely. He had been expecting this question ever since the medic had allowed him into Jazz’s room. "I am Prowl."
"Which I've figured out means exactly nuthin'." Jazz snapped, frustration and anger coloring his voice. He had thought
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The fireworks should be interesting when Jazz's processors catch up.
I bet Prowl will be surprised when it's not directed at him (much?).
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If you haven't guessed, I'm freaking out right now. I'll be better soon but can't wait to see what happens. :)
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Two chapters left- one tomorrow and Saturdays might not be up until evening since I work mornings on Sat.
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Oooh, that sounds like a challenge Jazz! *gets Team Jazz pompoms* >.< Gotta show Prowl you like him for more than his heritage, and now Jazz knows that his bonded has the experience and training needed to keep his city from imploding into chaos. :3 Much better than your average run of the mill Noble.
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