Betting he mixes em up.
Who wants to challenge that?
[ did the thing..the getaway thing
elsewhere, don't even search ]
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
WHA
[ TRANSFORMING...VROOOOOOOOM ]
AHβ
[ RUNNING RUNNING RUNNING ]
NOBODY WOBBLE ME
No tiny punks and no blue decepticons?
Nice.
[ oh that is uncomfortable..super cool but...can it read his mind?
Fuck
A lackluster shrug
Getaway's been avoiding the uptight dwarf since he got aboard ]
eh?
what?
why are you even here? isn't there elsewhere in need if stalking?
[ Rude ]
[ Great... a staring contest
He can handle that ]
[ He'd of course roll his eyes before turning to seek out the silent one annnnnd there's the money.
Very blue.
Bluer than average. ]
Have you always been that blue?
Mhmm.
Soundwave's close.
[ A very very very very upsetting thought to process as a man with a mind ]
Euh.
Wait.
[ He's damn sure this bird is familiar...hmmmmm ]
[ Actually.
No, he's got beef with a Wrecker and his bitch ass tow hitch.
Needs more glass ]
[ Getaway enjoying his completely unmonitored internal dialogue
It's just elevator music. ]
The blood on your hands is something you can't lose γall you can choose is whose.
