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robothell2015-09-10 02:12 am
staygoldponybot) wrote in robothell2015-09-10 02:12 am
rehab 3 WE'RE STILL GOING AT IT
Who: op and sentinel
What: THE CONTINUING ADVENTURES OF MAKING AN ASSHOLE FEEL BAD
When: post bang botanicals
Where: bar then other places
Warnings: Vodka Aunt sentinel
Unbeknowst to him, Sentinel's comm device was buzzing away, rattling across the floor. It had rolled off the table about an hour ago but he hadn't noticed.
Instead, Sentinel had made a somewhat decent decision to rewire his wrist mounted guns into non-lethal tasers. It wasn't anything outside his area of expertise - though admittedly, he was much better with guns that would actually kill. Ah, c'est la vie. Apparently during the goddamn war, someone decided murders were "unethical."
Anyway.
Despite trying to do something positive, Sentinel had also made the bad decision of drinking while doing so. It's made his concentration suffer but frankly, after what happened in Kaon, he's amazed he's not comatose in a gutter somewhere. Fuckin' Megatron. Fuckin' Decepticons. Fuckin' political apartheid that eventually and, he supposes in hindsight, inevitably violently spilled over the bubbling pot.
Fuckin' Megatron.
What: THE CONTINUING ADVENTURES OF MAKING AN ASSHOLE FEEL BAD
When: post bang botanicals
Where: bar then other places
Warnings: Vodka Aunt sentinel
Unbeknowst to him, Sentinel's comm device was buzzing away, rattling across the floor. It had rolled off the table about an hour ago but he hadn't noticed.
Instead, Sentinel had made a somewhat decent decision to rewire his wrist mounted guns into non-lethal tasers. It wasn't anything outside his area of expertise - though admittedly, he was much better with guns that would actually kill. Ah, c'est la vie. Apparently during the goddamn war, someone decided murders were "unethical."
Anyway.
Despite trying to do something positive, Sentinel had also made the bad decision of drinking while doing so. It's made his concentration suffer but frankly, after what happened in Kaon, he's amazed he's not comatose in a gutter somewhere. Fuckin' Megatron. Fuckin' Decepticons. Fuckin' political apartheid that eventually and, he supposes in hindsight, inevitably violently spilled over the bubbling pot.
Fuckin' Megatron.
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"Whatever happened you said was enough to make you believe this Cybertron considered us it's playthings."
His tone takes on one not unlike a mother who caught her kid with his hand in the cookie jar.
"What was it."
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He'd rather do ANYTHING ELSE, honestly.
A large exhale.
"Cybertron decided to make us all...aroused. As a tactic to get us to get along."
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Sentinel doubles over for a moment, then puts one hand on his knee for support, wheezing. The other one goes to his face as he squeezes his optics shut while trying to calm down. Little pin prick light strands form at the edges of his optics and he makes a garbled noise not unlike 'oh my fucking god.'
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Something...strange is building up in Optimus. Something he hasn't felt since...since a long time ago, when he was but a cop in the Rodion district.
Anger.
His body doesn't move, not yet anyway, as all that rage builds up in him as Sentinel outright laughs.
And then, in one swift motion, he trips Sentinel up, sending him down to the ground before he can even blink.
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He wheezes on the ground for a few moments.
"I'm sorry. I just--"
He doesn't know how to explain it. Better he laugh than vomit everywhere?
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"Are you finished."
He can step on you too, Sentinel, he doesn't mind.
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"Done."
Actually, he had more but y'know.
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Which is saying a lot because he wants to throw you into acid right now.
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"Seriously. My condolences. That must be awkward."
Not for him tho. He's never been happier to have missed a major event.
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"I have to say, I've never felt more vulnerable."
Rebuilding your reputation after that sure was something....
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Was that innuendo intentional? Who knows. Probably.
"Was a cure found? Other than the obvious."
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"The obvious apparently was the cure."
And the only one the world accepted, honestly. It sucked.
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"It's... over now." He's trying to console it's so fucking hard goddamnit he just wants to yell STOP BEING A BABY WHO CARES THAT COULD'VE BEEN SO MUCH WORSE
"Perhaps if we're forced to do anything again it'll be... nicer..." he's trying so hard.
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"Thank you. That's...helpful."
He means that, too. Surprisingly.
"Now then. Let's move off of my problems and focus on yours."
I bet you wish that conversation was still going NOW, don't you Sentinel.
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'Sociopathic tenancies' at the top, naturally.
"Couldn't find a big enough working datapad... I'll let you take the first choice on this one."
God, he's so altruistic.
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"I've noticed a slight improvement since your last meeting, so I must say I'm surprised. But--"
Where is he even going with this.
"Have you talked with anyone other than me recently?"
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It wasn't. Sentinel wanted to use it, but it wasn't active any more. He cry. Then use the wiring to rewire his own systems.
"Exchanged a few words with a large grey Decepticon before he decided he wanted to try and break my neck," Sentinel frowns, tapping his chin. "I did try to avoid escalating the situation as you mentioned, but I daresay he was intent on a fight before I'd even realised he was there."
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"And you swear on that."
Because bro, this is some level 1 friendshipping and if you give him the okay he is going to see this strategy as TOTALLY LEGIT.
that was meant to be a fake take and i fuckin foRGOT TO CHANGE IT TO THE REAL ONE I SUCK
Because there's like 10 people on this god forsaken planet and Sentinel won't risk Optimus finding out about him lying. He likes his spine unbroken, and actually trying is the best course of action for the time being.