Date: 2016-08-14 03:13 pm (UTC)


"Its primitive. The local wildlife is noisy, the weather is erratic and there is something in the air irritating my olfactory sensors. I am unimpressed."

[Cyclonus's voice seemed to carry a sort of annoyance in it Izuru would find oddly familiar somehow. Despite the grumbled muttering, Tailgate's enthusiasm was not curbed in the slightest.]



"He doesn't mean that at all! He's... well... we're both kind of homesick. Cybertron's really changed from what we remembered... but from what I heard this planet's what saved it from being completely gone. Any place that could do that has got to be amazing somehow! I just can't wait to see more of it!"

[Tailgate is almost jumping in excitement before the hand of the larger Cybertronian simply rested itself on the top of his head.]



"After we fulfil our mission Tailgate. The Prime has us here to fight in the defense of this world... though I question the worth of these Organics."



"He doesn't mean that either!"
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