[ THE "DRIFT GOT HECKED UP BY TARN" CATCH-ALL POST ]

[auramatic]

Who: Drift, Rodimus, Ratchet, Megatron and whoever else wants to chime in
What: the inevitable fallout of the fucked up shit Tarn just did to Drift
Where: Red Alert's clinic
When: starting a few days after Tarn beat the shit out of Drift
Warnings: a lot of sad. a lot of gay

jk i'm lazy, thread starters below

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[rodders]

"Your crew? All you've done is been appointed and then started giving orders!" Because Optimus put him there, because Optimus didn't think Rodimus could do it. Wouldn't give him the chance to prove himself. It still hurts, and he looks particularly childish.

"You're right. He is your responsibility. People have died because of him. But if you're going to use the whole 'our crew' thing, then I'm going to be there." Doing what, he doesn't know. But he won't let Megatron take this one completely from him. It's then that the gravity of what Megatron says, or how he says it, hits Rodimus. That's...

Unnerving? Yep. Nudging all the bits of Rodimus that had experience with that particular part of Megatron? Absolutely. If Rodimus was gifted with the Cybertronian version of warning bells, they'd be ringing. As it is, Megatron just gets: "You should have handled this before he nearly killed Drift!"

[towardspeace]

Megatron gives him a long, hard stare.

"... Yes," he says at last. "I should have. And if I hadn't been drugged then perhaps I would. But I'm going to handle it now, and you are going to stay out of my way. I'm not going to let Tarn kill anyone else."

[rodders]

Rodimus meets that stare, crossing his arms defiantly.

"He attacked the crew. That makes it my business whether you want it to or not." But there's some amount of satisfaction to be had in that Megatron at least agrees with him on something. Something's bothering him about the situation as a whole, piled on top of the whole 'I'm talking like the warlord I was' thing and something is incredibly off. Think, Rodimus, think.

[towardspeace]

He pinches the bridge of his nose. "If you fight him you're going to get yourself killed."

[rodders]

"So I'll find a way to do it without getting killed."

There's a flicker of desperation across his face - there and gone in a second. Because he can't. He can't let this go, he refuses to be worthless in the face of someone bent on killing his people because of Megatron.

"I'm not--" He's not having this conversation with Megatron. Except where he kind of is. "I'm not letting him have the chance to do this again, okay?"

It's important.

[towardspeace]

"Neither," snaps Megatron, "am I. Do you understand what's going on here, Rodimus? I guarantee you he's doing this to get at me – he's lashing out at people he knows I'm allied with now, and that includes you."

[rodders]

"Is that supposed to make me feel better?" Because it doesn't, and he really is yelling now. "This is your fault, yeah, it is. Congratulations for realizing that you're to blame for a lot of things. Something that everyone else here has known for a long time."

It's funny because all Tailgate wanted was a curly straw.

"But you're not the only one in charge of them, and you're not the only one responsible for them. So I'm going to be there whether you like it or not."

[towardspeace]

"I'm not trying to make you feel better, you fool, I'm trying to keep you alive," Megatron snarls. "But if you're so determined to get yourself killed, then fine. I suppose there's not much I can do to stop you."

[rodders]

"The last thing I want is you concerned for my welfare," he snaps back, pointing rudely at Megatron's chest. Not because Rodimus ever really thinks of his own, but Megatron at least making an attempt to keep him alive out of whatever is something that he can't deal with right now.

He does feel better after yelling at Megatron, however, even if he's kind of run out of steam now that he's gotten what he wanted and all of it out.

"Okay. Good."

Wow, how anti-climatic.

god i legit thought I'd tagged this

[towardspeace]

If he had pupils, Megatron would be struggling not to roll his eyes.

"Just don't blame me if you lose another arm," he says, and turns to leave.

you hecked up

[rodders]

It's a hard life when you can't give into the urge around Rodimus. Half the universe understands.

"What, and give you credit for the one-liners that'll follow? Not a chance." Come on, Megs, he's got to own his cheesy actions the best he can. "Are we going now?"