Oriana-'verse. Various places. Cassette hijinks

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Frenzy: *looks around* You bunch of slagging animals

Birds: *exchange a glance and snerk*

Frenzy: Ho #@$! *runs*
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RiD 'verse. Autobot base. Identity crisis

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Liedherz is ignoring Megatron's demands for information as she stands in the shadows to one side of the Autobot command room with Ro-tor sitting on her hip under her wing. One ear is perked toward him as the other flicks to catch everything that's going on in front of them, and her face is totally blank with concentration.

Ro-tor's sullenly trying once again to ignore the state he's in, and to avoid cowering from the enemies who are suddenly, undeniably far more powerful. He can't refuse to come here, if it's the only way to be useful. But he can hate the place and every being in it. And does.

And then, inexplicably, Liedherz chuckles.
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Nexus. A bench near a stone arch. A different take on things

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Threnody is unaware of the symphony of bird song occurring over her head and all around her. She's paying no mind to the local rodent population, though there's a squirrel sitting on her foot right at this moment. She has no attention to spare for the bright forms of the flowers that are scattered throughout the undergrowth and the grass of the little forest glade she's found. Most of her attention is focused on the tiny construction of paper and various colouring chemicals that she holds between her fingertips.

Cyclonus would be non-plussed, and Scourge would be quietly and uncomprehendingly supportive if they found her now, but she's used to those reactions when her friends find her with a book.