So let's stand around for the next millennia or two so we both feel a little more validated. No? Deal. Not everyone gets to stagnant.
[ That burst of sudden anger subsided to its colder more venomous iteration: spite.
Verity laughed hollow with a static non-expression that was unnerving, inhuman. ]
No, with you writing the script it makes it sound like you operate on full disclosure and we both know that's bullshit. It's not much of a card game when the dealer plays out half the deck, right? You needed a suicide squad and prodded every chink in their armor. Ironfist was never going to say no to a spot on the lionized Wreckers, and after three years of nothing coming out of G-9, Springer wasn't going to leave it alone.
I don't know what Rodimus's deal was but you probably played him too and made it out like keeping everyone in the dark was the only option. Turn the Lost Light into a loaded gun and call the one who pulled the trigger a hero to the cause.
[ Armor almost completely on sans her helmet a few plated joints around her legs from the knee down, Verity detached the ion cannon from the forearm and trained it on Prowl. It was small, but deceptively so; it was still the kind of firepower that could put down a Cybertronian for good. ]
You wanted Aequitas to be my ticket out? This is yours.
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[ That burst of sudden anger subsided to its colder more venomous iteration: spite.
Verity laughed hollow with a static non-expression that was unnerving, inhuman. ]
No, with you writing the script it makes it sound like you operate on full disclosure and we both know that's bullshit. It's not much of a card game when the dealer plays out half the deck, right? You needed a suicide squad and prodded every chink in their armor. Ironfist was never going to say no to a spot on the lionized Wreckers, and after three years of nothing coming out of G-9, Springer wasn't going to leave it alone.
I don't know what Rodimus's deal was but you probably played him too and made it out like keeping everyone in the dark was the only option. Turn the Lost Light into a loaded gun and call the one who pulled the trigger a hero to the cause.
[ Armor almost completely on sans her helmet a few plated joints around her legs from the knee down, Verity detached the ion cannon from the forearm and trained it on Prowl. It was small, but deceptively so; it was still the kind of firepower that could put down a Cybertronian for good. ]
You wanted Aequitas to be my ticket out? This is yours.