capeandcowl | [Private to Blackarachnia]

[He matches her expression, shoulders tightening with constrained anger.]

You know I'm no friend of Starscream. But what he did doesn't justify murder. I thought you understood that.

As they say, an eye for an eye. He killed me, so I killed him.

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Is that what passes for justice among Decepticons?

Do you really have to ask? You should know the answer to that already.

I know what Decepticons consider justice. I had just thought you were better than that.

[She laughs. It's hollow sounding.]

You want to laugh at me? Fine have it your way.

[And with that, he pulls out a set of stasis cuffs. The kind she designed and donated to the force months ago.

How had things gone so wrong since then?]

I'm putting you under arrest. Don't resist...I don't want to hurt you.

[She eyes the cuffs then snorts.]

You really think I'm going to go willingly?

No. But I'm asking you to.

[He advances on her, cuffs in hand and ready to defend himself.]

You have the right to remain silent.

[She glares at him.]

What does it even matter? He's back!

Besides...if I hadn't poisoned him he would have suffered longer.

It matters because murder is against the law. Maybe your kind think it's acceptable to kill for vengeance, but I don't. And the law agrees with me.

[Point made, he strikes. He's not trying to hurt her, just put her down long enough to get the cuffs on.]

[Blackarachnia dodges, but only barely. She quickly regains her balance and jumps at him, ready to sink her fangs into whatever bit of flesh she can.]

[He's not as quick as she is and he knows it, so he moves to block instead of dodge. Probably not the best idea, as it leaves her an opening to bite his forearm. The second he feels those fangs hit home, he panics. The memories attached to this act, the fact that she could kill him if she chose to...it's too much; they overwhelm him completely, leaving him unable to fight back before the poison even has a chance to paralyze him.

She's close enough that she can probably feel his heart pounding.]

[She wouldn't do that. She's not sure she could ever bring herself to kill someone with her poison again. She's changed too much now.

She only gives him enough to slow him, not even paralyze him. She looks sadly at him after pulling her fangs free from his arm.]

I'm sorry...but I can't go.

[And with that she turns to leave.]

[He makes the effort to go after her, but the poison is sucking the strength right out of him and he just can't get his legs to move. He sinks to his knees, powerless to stop her. But he has to give it one more try.]

Blackarachnia...don't do this.

[She stops and looks back at him.]

Why? If I let you arrest me I'll just end up sitting in prison for months unless I kill myself just to get out. Like slag I'm going to do that.

[Slag, now his arm is going numb. But she's listening, at least...maybe the situation can still be salvaged if he thinks quickly.]

It doesn't have to be like that...if you commit yourself to reforming, you can get out on parole. It's happened often enough with the real criminals. And I know Thundercracker pushed you into this...

[She snorts.]

Do you really think I want to deal with that?

[That was his last hope, and he looks completely defeated when she shoots it down.]

If that's your decision, fine. But you'll regret it.

[She frowns at him before turning and taking her leave.]

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