capeandcowl | ✈ voice ✈

[The noise of wind whistling, quite loud, like the recorder is up somewhere high, with the very faint sounds of traffic down below. The comm is registered to "Marc Brut".

Starscream has been in the City for several hours, now. Hours of not posting with distressed vocalizations or angry threats, no demands. No begging for help. Hours of holding himself back from emotional systems collapse while he maneuvers the demands of an entirely new universe is no mean feat, but he doesn't expect a medal (it'd be nice though).

For a moment there's only a soft tapping, and then a voice, pitched evenly with rehearsed-sounding tones. Edged calm. Keeping things level, but under the veneer is the shadow of distress.]

I propose an informational bartering session, with whoever is on the Network--with whoever can speak to me who is in charge.

I - have invaluable data. You won't be disappointed.

[a few moments pass in silence, and then he ends the post. But a minute later, he's clicking it back on, unable to resist the urge to add]

And if you're ignoring my hails on purpose, you know who you are, so help me--!

[hanging up again hastily before he wrecks everything]

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It's your place, so you are free to do as you wish.

Well. Seeing as he already threatened to kill me...

[ A laugh. ]

Oh, I'm sure that someone, somewhere, finds that personality of his appealing.

I think I find myself missing the previous incarnation more and more.

Still better than Megatron. Any Megatron.

[ Because he'd actually have to obey orders, for one. ]

Too true, Doctor.

Now would be a good time to tell present company about your... relation to Starscream.

[ Yes, he still remembers that he never found out the details about that. ]

Hmph.

[siiiiighing.]

The Starscream in my timeline is responsible for my creation. Using shards of the Allspark, he created a servoful of clones.

[ How does that even work, he doesn't want to know. ]

For a clone, you are not nearly as --

[ No, screw that, he gets to at least bother her a little about it. ]

But now that I think about it, I can see the resemblance!

[Rolling her eyes so hard.]

Technically, we each show an aspect of his personality.

I'm pretty sure you know what I'm going to ask next.

I'm sure I do.

[smirking.]

And you are not going to answer it, are you?

A femme's got to have some secrets.

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