Post by Tasha Walker on Mar 25, 2010 22:49:56 GMT -5
Blackarachnia steps away from Optimus as he falls. For several seconds, she stares down at him, expression hard. So many things she should do with him, broken and helpless as he is.
She could give him to Mixmaster. Maybe then the Constructicon would leave her be for awhile.
She mutters an oath before turning sharply away from him and heading back toward the city proper. She rubs the back of her hand across her optics a few times before transforming and scurrying up the side of a building.
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She could give him to Mixmaster. Maybe then the Constructicon would leave her be for awhile.
She mutters an oath before turning sharply away from him and heading back toward the city proper. She rubs the back of her hand across her optics a few times before transforming and scurrying up the side of a building.
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