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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"It's not what we're supposed to do with it, more like," Armorhhide grumbles. "You guys had better get straightened up before Mega-Octane catches you."

Movor winces and backs away. "Yeah..."