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[ Mixing together a new concoction. Those viral components found in the butterflies amplifier the effects. Potency increased aswell.. humming! A new batch will hit the market soon for sure ]

[ Snzzz on his lab roof the cold weather was too nice to pass up ]

[ Luckily none of them needed to breathe, swooping down and away. One way trip back to his lab. Theres much work to be done ]

Shibe

How much cuteness aggression i have towards tracer makes me wanna chew him like a chew toy ugh

As to why I care, dunno. Maybe you've grown on me.

[ Snicker. ]

[ Optic roll ]

You'll need a code to get back in. Your call, Tracer.

[ A grunt left the predacons maw ]

If its still standin' when ya decide to come back, not that it matters to you.

But what do I know.

[ Detaching from the building ]

Keeping buisness secure.

[ Chittering huff. ]

Being gone cycles consecutively is reason enough for me.

[ perks of being a predacon, decent tracking. Following it until he found the designated sky scraper. Landing while hooking wing talons and hind claws on the peaks side. ]

Comfortable?

Shibe

He wont admit to missing the company

[ Hrm, a liability concern that the micromaster hasn't come back. So be it then. Red optics glanced about, nothing more to it. Or so he'd justify. Landing atop the lab once leaving through the skylight. ]

[ Stupid hallucinations. Canister raised for the last hit tonight, he'll clean up in the morning. Entering the habsuit to crash. ]

Fuck off.

Annoying like the rest of em

[ He had a vacant stare across the way, not even acknowledging that the copter had returned.. Green smog leaving from venting systems. Grooowl. ]

[ Probably the predacon sitting on the balcony getting fucked* up. ]

Chittering growls came from his chassis as pronged glossa peeked from his a semi split lower jaw. An abhorrent feature, but one that caused his particular dietary needs.. Synthetic could do so much. Features quickly retracted, as he lowers his home, taking another hit. ]

Old friends they could be considered, toxic waste building in his emergon lines. Sitting against the balcony railing helm leaned back in a disassociated daze. Empty canisters scattered about his pedes with sickly green biolights illuminated across the predacons frame.

+

[ Voices, a commonality when he chain smoked his own substances. How they mocked him, taunted him, berated him. That or sputtering utter nonsense, faces on the adjacent building that contorted and twisted in grimacing sneers.

+

[ Boo, he'll have to annoy the em' when they return. Displeased the predacon skulked over to the balcony to take another hit. Flicking the canister before taking a deep invent of the vape like container ]

[ Door sliding open, green optics scanned the room. The deal had gone well, another contract had been struck.. Where's that micromaster]

[ Till your sparks content, micromaster]

[ The predacon had already left for his deal, leaving the micromaster to his lonesome. A decent place to stay for the time being, atleast. ]

[ Rubbing beneath his optics, picking up an ampule of synth breaking it open and drinking it. Preperations to meet up with a supplier in a few hours. Thank god they dont have to stay here another day]

What do you think.

[ increased wing beats as he picked up the pace keep up little guy!!]

[ Snort ]

I dont care what you do. Ain't a bother.

[ Ahem ]

This is a multi cycle trip.

[ he isnt easily put off. ]

As much as you act prickly you sure are content sleeping near me while I work.

And what if I want* to.

[ Speedy predacon caught up with the copter lenses focused before letting out a chittering noise ]

[ They'll be there for a few cycles. Revenant is meeting with a supplier to negotiate. Taking off without issue after his micromaster companion. Security primed once the two left its vicinity. ]

You enjoy it regardless

[ Teasing snort ]

Correct.

[ Using wing talons to pat the micromasters helm. Letting out a trilling sound. ]

You dont hate the arrangement enough by the looks of it.

Thought you'd need convincing otherwise.

[ Small snorting noise while his crest falls. Security preperations have been made already. But it is appreciated that he's agreeing.. a surprise really. Not that Revenant gave him a choice ]

If you behave i suppose I'll compensate.

[ Drops the blanket on top of Tracers head]