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[ex_backstab594]

This is no way to run a ship!

You put in a reserve, and then you sit and do nothing but "make icons". I don't need icons! I know how I look. I had thought being as infinitesimally short lived as your species is, you'd have some concept of time management--...

So. Do you want me there, or not?

Because, really. I'm only doing this for your benefit.

I suppose you'll want my input on the personality section. Who knows me better than--

...ggh...suit yourself.

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awww yeah!

[ex_backstab594]

And just what is that supposed to mean? [he doesn't recognize you yet, Vector.]

[spacetimeprime]

[he's in human form. about the only person who /did/ recognize him immediately was The Fallen - for better or for worse.]

You change.

[ex_backstab594]

[with an exaggerated patience] All of us change.

[spacetimeprime]

In to a human?

[ex_backstab594]

What? No. Don't be ridiculous. [he's in so far over his head he can't even see topside in the distance] That's impossible.

[spacetimeprime]

I assure you, it is not.

[ex_backstab594]

She didn't mention anything to me about--about trading in my body for one of those frail little flesh suits.

[spacetimeprime]

There are very few exceptions to the rule - and I have seen no Cybertronians come in as they are.

[ex_backstab594]

She lied to me? How--how dare she! [a beat] Then I'm not going. It's difficult enough for me now as I am, I would sooner not be ten times shorter, a hundred times more breakable and a thousand times more short-lived.

[spacetimeprime]

Have you a choice?

[ex_backstab594]

Make no mistake, human.

I am my own master.

[spacetimeprime]

...and I, no human.

[whups that ruffled his proverbial feathers a bit]

[ex_backstab594]

What?

[spacetimeprime]

I am no more human than you are, or would be, wearing such a shell.

[ex_backstab594]

Perhaps a name would help.

[spacetimeprime]

I am Vector Prime.

[ex_backstab594]

Wh--

[Well he's not prone to oaths]

One of the Thirteen?

[spacetimeprime]

[and that earns Starscream a very, very thin smile. if there's some bitterness there...it may or may not be imagined.]

You know your history.

[ex_backstab594]

I dabble. My interest is, is, ah, primarily scientific--[a little croaky, and babbling somewhat. This is somebody who put the smackdown on Unicron, and even if he wasn't around for that hot mess he knows what happened]--that is. I'm not...

[squeakily] I apologize...

[spacetimeprime]

[if there's one thing Vector has never been interested, it's being treated as if he's something he's not. and /this/ is too much for his taste - he holds up a hand to stop any further squirming]

Enough. You were ignorant - now you know otherwise.

[ex_backstab594]

[flinches back at the hand raise like he thinks he's about to get walloped, then opens one optic in mild confusion.] Ahhhh. Y..es. Yes. I promise--I won't make that mistake again. [just covering his aft, should that be some kind of fakeout so he gets hit in a minute when he's not braced for it.]

Eheh, if you have insight--on the City, I would be only too eager...

[spacetimeprime]

[if he was going to wallop you, Starscream, he wouldn't use his hands.

especially not a human's. they're so /fragile/.

so he lowers his, tilting his head]

...it is a strange place.