Ep 2: Long Black Road (Closed)
Nov 5, 2014 21:16:30 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Nov 5, 2014 21:16:30 GMT -5
::In North Africa. Well I can say that is the last thing I honestly expected to hear. So you've had dealings with this place? Do tell, are there many of them there besides this Cleaver medic and this Layby? I'm always interested when I hear that term, they're so few and far between, now with the war.::
B-Dump debated whether or not he should mention the presence of humans. On the one hand, any of the squishies that tried to pull a fast one on the Decepticons could be dealt with via a well-aimed pede. On the other hand, "Cat" had proven to be friendly and even useful, and had gladly educated him and...and Tailgate...on how to properly use the local Info-Net. There were also the really nice humans he'd seen out and about, and thinking of Cat made him think of them.
::Also, I'm afraid I've been a little out of the loop lately. My work keeps me occupied.::
Layby had also been mum on who exactly had been at base. Out of respect for the old mech, B-Dump would to, deciding to go with, ::Travellin' folk. Cleaver an' Layby are the only ones that stay — the rest got a drink, took a nap and then got off the planet. Lots of travellers never stayin', and let's face it: this rock is kind...not-so-Cybertronian. Lots of smushing, slimy things that are round and lumpy, and kind of a pain to get outta the wheel well.::
The garbage mech paused for a minute, checking on the Vehicons using his mirrors. ::It's okay if you're outta the loop, sir,:: continued B-Dump, field giving a flicker of understood-no problem-respecting. ::You're busy, sir, and busy mechs get things done, right?::