Sorry Pharma, not a chance. Tarn needs something to talk about.
"Come, come, Doctor are you really so ashamed?" Chuckling, Tarn turns his head to look up at Spinister, a smile clear through the large crack in his mask, the corner of an upturned mouth just barely visible. "Pharma was stationed on Messatine. The Chief Medical Officer to the Autobot clinic, Delphi. We had a sort of business arrangement. He brought me a monthly quota of transformation cogs and in exchange my team and I didn't level his facility and destroy all of its inhabitants. It worked out quite well I would say."
A sudden surge in his tanks, cause Tarn to turn his face away, coughing a bit of energon up onto the table.
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"Come, come, Doctor are you really so ashamed?" Chuckling, Tarn turns his head to look up at Spinister, a smile clear through the large crack in his mask, the corner of an upturned mouth just barely visible. "Pharma was stationed on Messatine. The Chief Medical Officer to the Autobot clinic, Delphi. We had a sort of business arrangement. He brought me a monthly quota of transformation cogs and in exchange my team and I didn't level his facility and destroy all of its inhabitants. It worked out quite well I would say."
A sudden surge in his tanks, cause Tarn to turn his face away, coughing a bit of energon up onto the table.
"Oh- pardon me."