the mundane is biting off more than easily handled here

[second_primespark]

While I'm impressed by your... initiative, and always willing to listen, my schedule is full. I really don't have the time to spare to converse with you and others in this metaphysical in-between.

If certain individuals get the idea I might not be vigliant... or can be traced by my presence here to my actual location, things would end badly.

[like they've done before, even if it's usually ended well.]

[truth to be told, though, he's just annoyed he got woke---]

Quiet, you. That being true or not, I'm not in the mood. I was preparing a whole new reality, and it has now been unaccountably delayed.

[he's just cranky this early in the morning, pay him no heed. he's a gentle sort, really!]

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and then there were miracles on d_m :|

[second_primespark]

[...]

A temporary solution, at best.

[but why not indulge him? it won't matter elsewhere, and perhaps he'll realize he shouldn't ask for what he really wouldn't want, since with a small taste again...]

But if that's what you want, certainly.

[just stand still Starscream. one finger bends inwards, the tip of of coming up to rest against Starscream's back and there's a briefly sharp, warm feeling spearing inwards before it disappears.]

Welp. You've made a (temporary) believer out of Starscream!

[my_own_trope]

[He flinches again at the contact, and then at the heat, but straightens his posture when it turns out he isn't in fact combusting.

Touching his side, he looks up.]

Is that it?

[Wow. If that was all it'd take, he'd have turned to religion A LONG TIME AGO.]

Miracles can do that, even temporary ones~

[second_primespark]

Here, yes.

[a helmtilt.]

You're free to try it out.

[now, question is, is Starscream actually listening to him? otherwise he's going to be very disappointed when he realizes his new transformation cog only works in this place.]

[my_own_trope]

[RECYCLED TRANSFORMING SOUND-EFFECTS]

Ah...

[And guess what? It worked]

...Aha...AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

[The tiny jet in Primus's hand takes off, the sound of his engine drowning out his almost deliriously ecstatic laugh.

Spinning, Starscream banks sharply and then loops a few times in wide arcs around Primus's head.]

[second_primespark]

[yes, it did.

and it's hard to not take some enjoyment from Starscream's obvious delight, even if the Seeker will end up regretting this.]

You've done remarkably well even without a transformation cog.

[since, truly, they were instrinstic, as was the ability to transform.]

[my_own_trope]

[He does another grandiose, complex string of aerial acrobatics too elaborate to be for anything other than show, before perching on a finial near Primus's auditory array, hovering gently.]

It was beyond terrible. But. [and here he radiates the itty bittiest waves of pure smugness] Of course I did well. It'll take more than the meddling of some band of primitives to deactivate me.