RiD-verse. Megatron's base. Quiet experiments.

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Liedherz cocks her head and listens to the conversation of the two Decepticons, then wanders over casually and sets down the fuel can she just took out of where she'd hidden it. "Hey, Ro-Tor, vant a drink?"

No, she's not following at Megatron's heels like a puppy right now, or sitting on the arm of his chair and ignoring or arguing with him. She's done both for days and decided that it's time for a break. Mess with Megs' head a little.

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The pair turn to look down at her, Movor tilting his head and frowning as if to say 'you're still here?'

Ro-tor cocks his head. "What kind of drink?"

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"Energon." She pats the can, which is nearly as big as she is, and twitches her ears in a grin.

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"Where'd you get energon from?" Movor wants to know. Ro-tor wanders over and crouches down to examine the can.

"And what kind of energon?" he asks.

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"Regular grade." She shrugs her wings and taps on the can slightly, showing that it's full.

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Ro-tor straightens up a bit. "It'll mess up our tanks."

"We've kinda been having more lately," Movor points out. Which isn't to say that he trusts what's in the can, but he's obliged to point out any objections.

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Liedherz watches them with out seeming to, waiting to see what happens next.

Come on, guys, have more. You know you wanna!

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It does taste good, and soon they've perked up a fair bit, as evidenced by their cheery tones and slightly lessening caution about their fuel tanks.

The can's about half full still, but they seem to have reached an unspoken consensus on 'that's enough'. Or maybe they're just not so interested now that there's something in their tanks and more energy running through them.

"All right, that wasn't so bad," Movor admits, looking back at Liedherz. Ro-tor laughs a little and steps back.

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"How do you feel?" She closes the lid and then leans on the can to look up at them.

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"Pretty good," Ro-tor reports. That nice warm sensation (yum power) has already taken over his circuits, and he's feeling kind of... what's the word, chilled? Eh.

"Yeah, it's all right," Movor says, but what might have been a noncommittal answer comes out as more of a compliment. He's feeling too good to complain right now. Ro-tor apparently finds this funny, because he snickers loudly at his partner.

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As soon as they're out her wings spread, but then she stops and looks at the two 'Cons. "I don't suppose you two are steady enough to fly?"

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"What're you talking about? Of course we can fly!" Movor says indignantly, transforming and taking off in demonstration.

"Yeah!" Ro-tor transforms and hovers above her, though he's tipping a bit as he never does normally. "So what is this about?" he asks, watching Movor fly around and start to head back to them.

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She listens and considers, then decides to test them a little. "See Armourhide over there?"

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"Yeah," Ro-tor says, spotting the tank-bot coming in from a trip to investigate a sensor blip. Movor slows and then hovers nearby, listening.

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Liedherz unfolds and puts her ears back at Armorhide. "Are you trying to vreck your gun? Don't put me in there!"

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"Who says I've gotta put you in?" Armorhide retorts, tossing her upwards. He flips into tank mode, tracks her path for a second, then fires.

Which should propel her nice and hard into Ro-tor.

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She rolls up just in time, wincing slightly as she feels how hard she hit and wondering a little if the flyer's alright.

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With a yelp, Ro-tor's knocked to the ground from where he was hovering. Movor steps in and tosses her back at the tank. "Hey, catch this with no arms!"

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She darts out of the way, then realizes who had been behind her.

"Oops."

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Armorhide is knocked back by the blast - Movor's lasers weren't on full power, but those things are strong. He's not badly hurt, thanks to his tough shell, but he is annoyed.

"Movor!" he yells.

The shuttle wavers, cursing, then drops sulkily down to ground level, leaving Ro-tor to continue his awkward pursuit of their target.

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Who is laughing heartily as she jigs and zags, and even as she misjudges her position and puts another dent in the side of the base.

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Armorhide does not like that sound. "And you! Get down here!" He turns back to Movor as the white Decepticon approaches, looking shifty. "What the slag's going on with you two?"

Movor shrugs, trying to ignore the headache he's getting. "Just screwin' around..."

Armorhide scowls and bats him upside the head; Movor gives a pained 'ow!' and staggers back, rubbing it.

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Liedherz flicks her ears thoughtfully. "Is there anyvhere they could hide? They aren't very interesting vhen they're in trouble."

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"Hide?" Armorhide snorts. "He's gonna find out anyway: the best they can do is stay out of his way 'til they're back to normal. You'd better hope he doesn't want us for anything," he adds to Movor.

"You don't think."

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She glances up thoughtfully, as though looking at the darkening sky. "Don't vorry, he von't notice."

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And Armorhide looks at her suspiciously - he's the only one paying enough attention to do so. "Yeah? What makes you so sure about that?"