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Post by Mirage on Oct 26, 2009 11:16:48 GMT -5
Mirage frowns at a speck of dirt on his arm, brushing it away as Prowl explains. Once the other mech finishes, Mirage looks over at Windcharger.
"Oh, I doubt Magnus is really so brusque with his class equals. I just have a tendency to rub some people the wrong way, it seems." Another shrug. "I have found several here quite amiable, surprisingly so. But some simply can't function on my level."
Arrogant words, yes, but Mirage's voice holds no smugness, nor is it snide. It's as if he is simply speaking a fact as he understands it.
His attention turns back to Prowl, "I do know those disciplines, at least as they relate to my reality. There are few proficients, and fewer true masters. Nor are they not widely taught."
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