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DON'T COUNT MISTAKES I LOST TRACK OF THEM
( He's in trouble. He's Rodimus, the younger of Nova's two candidates for Prime, and he is absolutely in trouble. It's not his fault. He just happened to be somewhere where trouble results, although okay - that part isn't new.
And he knows exactly how he got here in the first place, it's the same as it always is.
Orion frowns at him every time he leaves the Primal Basilica dressed in a cloak - knowing full well that he's going to go to those places that Nova finds unlawful and unruly. Sure, the other Prime in training had attempted to stop him before, to no avail. That makes something twinge in Rodimus because he likes Orion, he really does.
Then again, most people like Orion 'Super Cop, Future Prime' Pax. Because apparently some people like having a career that's pointless once you know you'll carry the Matrix. He guesses that has to do with Orion having spent some of his life from out of Nova's influence - maybe that made you like police work.
Not that Rodimus would know what that's like - Nova snatched him up two days after he was forged, as if he knew exactly where to find him. Must be a 'wisdom of the Matrix' thing. Find your replacements before someone else does and what not. But it boiled down to the fact that he'd never really got to know or experience life outside the basilica walls and for every time Nova told him he shouldn't or couldn't go out - he did.
Which is how he ends up standing over someone he punched into a wall - thanks Galvatron and Cyclonus for teaching him that one - inadvertently starting a bar fight that he is determined to win. Rodimus is pretty sure that as a mysterious cloaked and hooded figure, he definitely looks awesome which negates the trouble.
Mostly. )
And he knows exactly how he got here in the first place, it's the same as it always is.
Orion frowns at him every time he leaves the Primal Basilica dressed in a cloak - knowing full well that he's going to go to those places that Nova finds unlawful and unruly. Sure, the other Prime in training had attempted to stop him before, to no avail. That makes something twinge in Rodimus because he likes Orion, he really does.
Then again, most people like Orion 'Super Cop, Future Prime' Pax. Because apparently some people like having a career that's pointless once you know you'll carry the Matrix. He guesses that has to do with Orion having spent some of his life from out of Nova's influence - maybe that made you like police work.
Not that Rodimus would know what that's like - Nova snatched him up two days after he was forged, as if he knew exactly where to find him. Must be a 'wisdom of the Matrix' thing. Find your replacements before someone else does and what not. But it boiled down to the fact that he'd never really got to know or experience life outside the basilica walls and for every time Nova told him he shouldn't or couldn't go out - he did.
Which is how he ends up standing over someone he punched into a wall - thanks Galvatron and Cyclonus for teaching him that one - inadvertently starting a bar fight that he is determined to win. Rodimus is pretty sure that as a mysterious cloaked and hooded figure, he definitely looks awesome which negates the trouble.
Mostly. )
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The disappearances of several bots and a rise in gang related violence in the areas surrounding known locations of these underground casinos.
[ He opens a cell and shoves Hammerfist in, shutting and sealing the door. ]
Aside from the fact that gambling is against the law.
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( It's the worst. But Rodimus leans up against the wall, arms crossed over his chest. )
No one's said anything about missing bots. And people talk - I mean most of the time I don't listen because I'm too busy beating them - but I haven't heard anything.
( A shrug. )
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[ Turning back to frown at Rodimus. ] Unless you've been elsewhere tonight.
[ And he's not convinced this incident is limited to just tonight. ]
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( He absolutely has and it absolutely isn't. )
Look, why would I know anything about who runs them? I'm just there to win and enjoy doing so.
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[ He might not know Rodimus well, but he knows his type. The second bit catches his attention. ]
How much were you winning?
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( He's not going to fall for that trick, damn it. )
Hmm? ( How much was he winning... ) 10,000 shanix? I was hitting a nice stride before you burst in.
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[ His permanent frown turns grim. ]
Don't go back there.
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( Cheeky grin, before his face falls. )
What, why?
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There are two types of bots that go missing in there. Those that can't pay their debts and those with one too many lucky streaks. We can't risk a member of the Prime lineage falling into one of those brackets.
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[ he's letting his frustration get the better of him. He vents a sigh, trying to cool himself off a little. ]
These aren't the sort of people who are going to offer you a fair fight. If they decide to come after you while you're there, there isn't going to be anyone there to watch your back.
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Just don't draw attention to yourself.
[ Because he knows he can't actually stop Rodimus without outright arresting him and there's no charge trumped up enough that would stick for very long, even if he was the sort to do that.
He turns in the direction of his office, heading that way. ]
Come with me. I have a few more questions I need to ask.
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( Holding it up and giving it a good shake. As if a cape could prevent him from actually drawing attention to himself. But he follows Minimus, this time without dragging his feet. The lack of handcuffs probably helps. )
About the gambling thing or the wrecking your cruiser thing?
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[ He opens the door to his office all right, but it's when he moves to the desk and tries working with both hands that he runs into difficulties. He pauses, frowning down at his mangled hand before tucking it against his stomach and using his remaining hand to grab the necessary data pads. ]
Both, actually.
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( He'd completely forgotten about Minimus' injured hand, and points at once he's seen it again. )
Are you just planning on ignoring that until someone drags you to a clinic?
( Because seriously. )
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[ Why are they even arguing about this. ]
It's fine, I can take care of it later. It will be quicker to finish this now.
[ Except now he's consciously using one hand now and it's hampering his movements. Not enough to slow down, but still. ]
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Right, okay. ( A beat, and Rodimus' optics narrow. ) Go see Ratchet when you do.
( As if one can just drop by the Chief Medical Officer without warning. )
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Don't be ridiculous. [ There's a brief pause when Minimus looks up at Rodimus and sees the way he's looking at him. That's. Unusual. ] I don't have the rank to warrant his attention. Besides, I can't just drop in on the Chief Medical Officer.
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You don't know Ratchet. You show up on his door and he can't turn you away.
( Normally Rodimus would just assume that it comes with being part of the Primal lineage and maybe it does in his case, but he's seen Ratchet help any unfortunate soul that crosses his path. He thinks he's utterly incapable of not. )
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It's unnecessary. There's a medic who's patched me up before, he'll do just fine.
[ He nods to the chair on the other side of his desk. ]
Have a seat, let's get this over with.
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Won't be as good. ( He's just saying. ) Isn't this where you give me the 'anything you say can and will be used against you' speech?
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It will do fine. [ And he has to take a moment to frown disapprovingly at Rodimus' posture. ] I would, if you were a suspect or under arrest. You're neither of those things.
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Cool. ( A sweeping gesture with a hand. ) Ask away.
blah blah police work blah sad broken minibot blah
He keeps his mangled hand out of sight, pressed against the armor of his stomach, but there are a few pauses in the questioning and the taking of Rodimus' statement where he moves to use the hand before remembering it's uselessness and another when he tries to retrieve a small datapad from a compartment in his side only to find it too dented from where Hammerfist had grabbed him.
Finally he sets aside the files and stands. ]
Thank you, that should be enough.
rodders can kiss it better
good deal
i thought it was yes
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blah blah punching things blah blah shooting things
cutting things down to what matters.
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this is deeply weird
lmfao i'm sorry!!!
my life is suffering ok ok QAQ
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idk this is probably how it works, probably idk idk
good enough for me
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woooow i meant to write Nova not Tyrest wow brain
WHOOPS it's okay we can pretend otherwise
nah that's okay, it works
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