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Post by Rodimus Prime on Nov 13, 2010 17:24:58 GMT -5
"Permission granted," Rodimus answers Mirage, nodding to Omega Supreme. He straightens, swaying slightly for a moment before recovering his footing. The recovery is automatic, and he doesn't even seem to notice that he was unsteady for a moment.
"Sentinel is right, and I'm not in the habit of penalizing people for something they haven't done, anyway." Rodimus has just enough presence of mind not to include the word 'yet' in that. He sways again, and this time shakes his head to try to focus himself.
"I should probably hit my rack, though." He looks after Perceptor and adds, "I'll be in medical after I've had some rest." He rubs his forehead and looks towards Mirage, and expression turning apologetic. "I'm.... sorry I couldn't have done more good," he offers, and for a moment he looks a bit more... him.
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Post by Mirage on Nov 13, 2010 23:14:15 GMT -5
Mirage's mask of detachment slips just a moment as Rodimus sways, and one hand starts to come up as if to try and steady the Prime. Mirage stops himself well before the motion is completed, however.
"You're exhausted. You should have said something, instead of coming here," Mirage says, "But thank you."
He heads out the door.
Out of thread and off to have a nervous breakdown.
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Nov 16, 2010 12:13:59 GMT -5
OOC: Probably wrap soon?- - - Sentinel Prime can't help but beam smugly as Perceptor and Rodimus Prime say he's right. Of course he's right. He's Sentinel Prime, and what is Sentinel Prime never? That's right; Sentinel Prime is never wrong! The smug look is only fleeting and momentary, however, as he realises it is not particularly appropriate for the situation. At least perceptor's not looking at one in the face, Omega Supreme's being the faithful myrmidon about watch, Rodimus Prime looks dazed, and Mirage is headed off. Hopefully no one saw that. So great. A watch, alone, with the ancient mindcrime alien superweapon. Sentinel Prime can feel his circuits crawling already.
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