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[video - to reignite]

[The feed opens to Irene sitting in her office - there's a bit of sun coming in the window behind her and spreading across the desk, making the whole room seem warm and cheery.]

Hello! For those of you that I didn't meet on the first day, my name is Irene, and I'm the city's liaison to the arrivals from other worlds. It's a pleasure to meet you!

First of all, I'd like to thank everyone for their hard work. It hasn't even been a month, and the city's energy levels are already picking up. Because of that, we expect to be able to re-energize and open the Third District to visitors soon.

But before we can do that, there's a few things that need to be done. I'm posting today to ask for volunteers to help power a number of generators throughout the district, which will then activate and negate the draining effect that is presently still active. There's three large generators and a number of smaller ones. If you are in good health and would like to participate, please gather at the bridges between Districts 2 and 3 early Sunday afternoon.

I'll also answer any questions you have about the operation at this time. Thank you again for all your help.

[She folds her hands at the bottom of the screen, waiting.]

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Gullible? How so?

[Maybe, but at least...it's by choice?]

Wing.

[Really. How does Deadlock even explain this? Right. Slow and keep the sentences short.]

They kidnapped us.

Now they want us to--voluntarily--go to places we've never been before to what?

[If you said hug, good, because he sure won't.] Why do we need to go someplace now to do it? Why can't we just do it here?

[Uh. You know. Hypothetically. Because he's totally not doing it.]

[Gosh he likes it when you say his name. ~~but maybe not like that.~~]

What's wrong with voluntary? [Wing will resist his facepalm okay, because manners.] I don't know what they want us to do which is why I'm asking.

And it's the going places I've never been before that's appealing~!

[DUH. Honestly sir, what is your issue? Scared?]

Because you're all fraggin' walking into a trap!

[Gah! Are you this naive? Right. Yeah. Course you are.]

Better places to go than colluding with our oppressors.

[Uh oh, he's been replaying his Megatron's Greatest Speeches again.]

[NEVER!]

A trap? Aren't we effectively trapped here already? And what makes you think we can't handle whatever they throw at us?

[Yes, WE.]

Better places, hmm? Like where? [Please indulge him.] Come on, where's your sense of adventure? Besides...

_{...I'm bored.}

I can handle whatever they throw at us. You? You're going to get all huggy and shiny-opticked and not even see it coming.

Anywhere but here.

....

......

what?!

There doesn't have to be hugging involved, near as I can tell... [Wow Deadlock, how long have you been imagining starry-eyed Wing? Do you do this often?] But it might be more efficient. Guess I won't have anyone to watch my back.

[Oh dear. POUT.]

...

What!? [Have some minor indignation plus sheepishness.]

_{...it's not like there's a lot for us to do around here.}

[You certainly aren't entertaining him Deadlock. You and your NO HUG POLICY.]

Wing. Look. It's either hugging or they're going to, I don't know, kill us and recycle us or something.

[A quiet growl about that 'watch my back' comment. Oh, you'll have someone watching your back. Whether you want him to or not.]

Hnf. Would have thought you'd have hugged your fraggin' arms off by now, painted a couple of bridges, rescued puppies from trees...

[All that nauseating goody goody scrap.]

Well those are dark thoughts. [EEP.] I have no proof that they wouldn't but do you think they're that much of a threat?

[What, no, stop growling it's CUTE.]

Ah...no. Actually. [Oh, he looks a little, embarrassed?] Not that I'm afraid to offer but, most of them find us both pretty intimidating.

[He is hug deprived okay? He could really use one and not just to keep from getting sick.]

I think if they have the technology to bring us here, not sure what I would put past them.

[Paranoia is go!]

....most of them.

[That's not an 'all'. He suspects you've been stealth-whiteknighting.]

Ahh. [That gives Wing pause...] True. And if they can synthesize energon too...

[But why would they! Surely not...]

Ah. Well yes. One or two have mistaken me for a, uh, vehicle to be ridden. Or piloted. Or something. [It was awkward okay? ALL THE AWKWARD.]

Yeah. Exactly.

[SHhhhhh. Just...be quiet for a klik and let Deadlock revel in that whole 'being right' thing. ]

What? [EWW.] You didn't....let thim.

[Who is he kidding: it's Wing. He probably did.]

... [That is the sound of Deadlock being right. Except...]

I'll take that risk; I'm not afraid. It might get us more answers.

[SO THERE.]

WHAT? No--! [ D: ] She just came up and grabbed me okay! What was I supposed to do?

Or it might get you killed.

[What is with this whole self-sacrifice thing? He can't even.]

[Have a squinty face.]

I dunno. You don't seem to have any problem throwing me around.

It might. [a pause, then quietly] That matters to you?

[It's an honest question. And he sounds hopeful, he can't hide it.]

[No stop with the squinty faces, it's going to stick that way. Just like the scowl.]

That had a different purpose. Plus you're a whole lot tougher, you don't go splat. [Crash is more like it but Wing isn't going to push things.] _{And she seemed so happy I couldn't have.}

[ASSDFDKGHF.]

Get yourself killed. See if I fraggin' care.

[That's reverse psychology. See? Deadlock is smart!]

[Hair splitting! He doesn't recognize those as valid differences.]

Right. So if I ever want to sneak up to you and kill you, all I have to do is look happy and climb on you.

[Listen to yourself, Wing. And don't think too deeply into what Deadlock just said.]

[WELL FINE. Have a brief but intense pout.]

Well all right. You should have no reason to argue then.

[He'll just go do that now. Harumpf!]

_{Well pressing your face to my pelvic armor works too.} [OOPS, filter failure.] Because that's what she did.

[He'll think about it later, you know, when he's alone. Right now he's still pouting inside.]

[No fair reverse psychologizing his reverse psychology. Thought you knights had honor and all that scrap.]

[He'll counter with....uh...grumpiness.]

Why the frag would you even want to? Thought you liked this place.

[All huggy and all.]

[Wait, what?]

Yeah. NOT going to happen.

[Though his optics do flick down there. Because she did, okay? that's all.]

[What's so dishonorable about reverse psychology!?]

Because I won't live in fear.

[That's said quietly too, but with a firm conviction. He'd rather explore and get answers than hide and be ruled by suspicion or acquiescence. Yes that means he can hug and snoop at the same time. GASP.]

[SOB. Deadlock Y U SO COLD?]

Too bad..._{could be fun.}

[Oops did he pose a little? Maybe.]

Not if you're slaggin' dead.

[Seriously, jet. And it's totally not because he cares. Not at all. Just, you know, in case you wondered.]

[Snort.] Yeah I'll bet.

[Why's he got to bottom, huh? And his scowl deepens at that cocked-hip pose. Show off.]

[Deadlock, you either care or are desperate to prove yourself right.Wing doesn't know which.]

Then, I suppose I will be. I'd rather die in the process of Living than sit and do nothing.

[Oh DENIED. Maybe your don't care, STOP CONFUSING HIM.]

[MUMBLE.] _{Or not.} [But then he recovers himself. ] I'm sorry. That was...uncalled for.

[MANNERS, where did Wing's go? Deadlock you do this to him.]

[Or both. Deadlock can multitask like that.]

Who said anything about doing nothing?

[Huff, huff huff.]

[There's a long, strange look, before Deadlock shrugs. ]

Don't need an apology.

[And nooooo why did you move from that pose: Deadlock wasn't done looking.]

[He is talented, without a doubt. Wing is quite uncertain now.]

You have an alternative plan then? Something that isn't going along with their requests but isn't doing nothing?

[He'd like to hear it for certain.]

[Wing's glad this is video because he starts getting anxious under that strange stare. Has he finally said The Wrong Thing? The one that will get him fully rebuffed? His wings twitch once when the tension becomes too much and then thankfully Deadlock finally speaks. Wing's reply is soft.]

Well, it's yours now, so...

[Please take it and WOO let's talk about something other than Wing's bungled flirting attempts?]

Course I do.

[In a klik when he thinks of it.]

Don't see why sparring doesn't count.

[You certainly had no problem getting all handsy with him then. ]

Hnh. Don't need it. Not like fraggin' words hurt or anything.

[Also he has no idea what he's supposed to do.]

I imagine it'd count. Do you want to continue sparring?

[Yes Deadlock he assumes you mean with him. Give him a break okay? He's extremely hopeful.]

But that doesn't help us find answers, which is still why I want to go into District 3.

_{It does help with the boredom issue though.}

[He still wants to get handsy with you Deadlock, just getting grabby in the other direction.]

[He smiles.] I admire your tenacity. [It's CUTE okay?]

[anti hippy-huggy reasons!] and woo sentence smashing in that last tag, I should not tag so late

[protect you from yourself reasons]

[do they make a spray for that?]

[it is probably a creme that need to be hug-applied x_x]

[I'm okay with that!]

[Cheeky jet!]

[You love it!]

[i do! ;-;]

[:'D]

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