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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Re: Couple-three hours later

[namedbyothers.livejournal.com]

And the chase is on! Ro-tor's stumbling into the air after them, and Movor's lurching through it awkwardly. Every so often he fires his engines for a burst of speed, and promptly overshoots like whoa.

Re: Couple-three hours later

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Liedherz laughs out loud and changes direction again, keeping an ear out for shots from Armorhide as she goes.

Re: Couple-three hours later

[namedbyothers.livejournal.com]

Satisfied that the hull's all right, Armorhide looks back to the game. His team-mates obviously need his help, the way they're flopping around the sky like that (and he's going to get to the bottom of that, all right - just as soon as he gets them down to earth).

So he leans forward and fires - at Liedherz, as it happens, though Movor promptly yelps and veers away in surprise.

Re: Couple-three hours later

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More laughter. She knows where he is now and dive bombs him before swooping skyward again.

Re: Couple-three hours later

[namedbyothers.livejournal.com]

Armorhide mutters a curse and fires again. Ro-tor's trying to keep up with the game but doing far worse than usual, spending more time keeping track of where everyone else is than getting to join in.

Movor, meanwhile, has had enough. He's starting to feel more sluggish and there's a bit of an ache in his CPU. "All right, that's it..." He pulls himself back on course, targets Liedherz with his lasers and fires.