DON'T COUNT MISTAKES I LOST TRACK OF THEM

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( 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. )

Comments

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Better than mine.

( Take a moment to consider what 'family disputes' entails when Nova and Rodimus are involved, Minimus. )

[thesurpriseinside]

[ He does, actually and it's not really appealing. His hand settles on Rodimus' arm again. ]

I wouldn't assume the Primal Lineage would be any more straightforward than the House of Ambus.

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( That gets a snort as Rodimus begins to relax again, leaning back. )

Have you seen Nova talk? He goes on for hours, Minimus. At least your lectures eventually end.

[thesurpriseinside]

[ Rodimus' arm gets one more sympathetic pat before dropping away. ]

Well, he is Prime. I'm sure your time will come.

[ He can picture Rodimus making the grandiose speeches he's seen Nova give. ]

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Yeah. ( Wistfully. See the hope in his optics, Minimus, because he really wants to be Prime. ) Not soon enough, though.

[thesurpriseinside]

[ He does see that, it almost surprises him. ]

It's a position with quite a bit of responsibility.

[ Just throwin' that out there. ]

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( That definitely gets a face, because ugh responsibility. But he waves it off dismissively once he's recovered from the idea. )

That's what I'll have advisers for. Nova's got 'em, why should I change a system that works?

[thesurpriseinside]

[ Yeah, sorry, lecturing again. ]

Advisers can only advise, Rodimus. The final decision still rest with Nova.

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( primus will you ever not. )

That's the appealing part.

( minus all the responsibility that goes with it. )

[thesurpriseinside]

Having the lives and welfare of thousands of Cybertronians in the palm of your hand?

[ Can't stop won't stop. ]

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Well I was thinking more along the lines of power, but sure?

( Now he knows why you don't have friends, Minimus. )

[thesurpriseinside]

[ he is a serious person okay. Also going back to sorting thru datafiles. ]

They go hand in hand quite a bit.

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What did I just say about lectures?

( HE'S NOT HERE FOR THIS. )

[thesurpriseinside]

[ He glances up at Rodimus again and yeah, that's almost amusement. You keep setting yourself up for them, Rodimus. ]

What would you like to talk about then?

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( Don't think he doesn't see that, Minimus. But he shrugs. )

I'm guessing you don't follow sports. Or much of anything.

[thesurpriseinside]

[ you can't prove nothin.]

Not a lot of time for it, no.

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You've got to have a hobby.

( He knows about the music. But it's more fun if he can get Minimus to admit to it. )

[thesurpriseinside]

Like I have time for that sort of thing.

[ and he's been open enough about his private life for one day.]

[tilallisoverused]

You said it first, not me.

( Is that admitting your a workaholic, Minimus? )

[thesurpriseinside]

[ Maybe... ]

I'll admit to it freely. My work is important to me.

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You don't do anything but work.

( But he's got an idea - jumping to his feet and grabbing one of Minimus's wrists. )

C'mon, we're going out. ( Rodimus isn't taking no for an answer, which is why he's practically dragging Minimus up out of his seat and into the hall. ) I'll tell the front desk it's by order of your Prime.

( And who's gonna call Nova to double check? )

[thesurpriseinside]

[ That catches him off guard, not realizing he can and perhaps should use his strength to pull Rodimus back till they're almost out of the station. ]

What- I can't just leave! I still have filing!

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Letting it go for one afternoon isn't going to kill you.

( He's actually not so sure about that. It might. But he stops, turning to give Minimus his best smile. )

It'll be fun. Trust me.

[thesurpriseinside]

[ The most skeptical look ever. ]

I appreciate your concern, Rodimus, but I'm not sure I trust your definition of "fun."

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Even if I swear it's nothing illegal or dangerous?

( That's narrowing down his options, but he figures it's worth a shot. )