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Post by Long Haul on Oct 23, 2007 19:51:15 GMT -5
//So you're saying you were reprogrammed, Hook?//
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Post by Hook on Oct 23, 2007 19:55:56 GMT -5
//Long Haul...//
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Post by Long Haul on Oct 23, 2007 20:12:04 GMT -5
//Hook. I love you. But what been done to you... ain't been done to me. Yet. And I can't... I can't...//
Long Haul falls silent for a moment before he croaks out, //Hook, you... you brought down our city! We brought down our city. But that ain't happened for me yet, and... and I'm gonna do everything I can to see it doesn't. I've got to.//
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Post by Hook on Oct 23, 2007 20:32:06 GMT -5
//Hmph. Save us, Long Haul? There's no saving us. We're commodities in this war. If one side doesn't take us, the other will.//
Long Haul might recognize the sudden shift to careful enunciation as signaling Hook not being entirely sober anymore.
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Post by Long Haul on Oct 23, 2007 20:38:22 GMT -5
Long Haul never said the word 'save'!
//I ain't arguin' with you while you're drunk, Hook.//
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Post by Hook on Oct 23, 2007 20:46:59 GMT -5
//I wouldn't be drunk if you weren't arguing with me.//
You drive your gestalt-mate to drink, Long Haul! What would your mother say?
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Post by Long Haul on Oct 23, 2007 20:50:40 GMT -5
Long Haul has no gestalt-mates.
Voice soft. //Then we're done for now, sounds like.//
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Post by Hook on Oct 23, 2007 20:56:42 GMT -5
//I suppose we are.//
Hook's voice is cold, distant. A mechanism familiar with him might recognize the hurt hidden under icy walls guarded by moats of glowing energon.
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