RiD verse. The Megastar. Home again

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When Megatron comes to claim his chair today he finds that one arm holds an occupant that it hasn't held for quite some time. Liedherz is musing over a large mug of something dark and fragrant as she stares into space from the shadow of her hair. Her scars have faded, and she's wearing what looks like a dark grey molded halter and shorts that glint slightly under the lights.

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"I vant some more of that." She puts her ears back in a scowl, wings partially furled as she stands tall and annoying.

And meanwhile, the crab lays on its back and kicks.

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The green Decepticon doesn't look down, though Ro-tor's gaze shifts to watch Liedherz. "And what exactly is 'that' supposed to be?"

Elsewhere, Megatron snarls and summons a Predacon to remove the pathetic thing.

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"Coffee, of course." She folds her arms across her chest.

And the crab... is ready for battle.

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Ro-tor blinks. "Why would you leave a tank of coffee lying around here?"

On second thought, Megatron muses, using a Predacon is more likely to result in another hideously embarrassing display of incompetence than the actual removal of the crab. And when you have energy weapons attached...

In a moment, there isn't going to be a crab.

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"So I can come back vhenever I vant und drink some." She rolls her eyes as though it were obvious.

At that moment the crab gets itself flipped and makes like scarpering.

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Mega-Octane snorts and lifts the tank. You shouldn't have left it here, then, should you?

The crab will now be lightly toasted to kill it. Vaporisation proper can follow. Well, it's only a tiny organic, and the radius of his weapons is... rather bigger. It can't get very far fast enough...

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"Vhat are you going to do vith coffee?" She snorts back, though she knows.

Then she blinks and looks over her shoulder. "Be right back, lunch is ready."

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"Dispose of it," Mega-Octane says flatly, barely heeding her disappearance as he carts the tank off to parts unknown.

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She smirks inwardly at the reception her gift has received, then slips into the shadows and appears back in the command room just in time to spread her wings and block the final blast sent at the crab. "Vhat the...?"

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Megatron looms over her like a giant, glowing-opticed, batwinged fiend in a shadowy hall which, as it happens, he is. "What is the meaning of this?"