Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28920015-20171105043001/@comment-27344811-20171105172438

Laserbeak becomes more relaxed.

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Bumblebee is hangng out in the car plant, laying on the 'couch'. He feels pretty nostalgoc.

Like, sure, stuff happens. He's seen some crap. He went face-to-face with things no 'Bot ever have or should see. He was she only one who stayed in Detroit after they beat old bucket head, and he's seen things change. In fact, he may miss the good ol' days, where everyone was here and they had a good time. Heck, he'd kill for some old friends right now.

Biy, was he about to get his wish. The Autobot's makeshift communications bay had picked up a messgage.

He yawns as he walks over to it. "Hello?" he answers groggily.

Now, I could waste precious time tryin to jot down everything that was said, but I am a lazy bitch.

'Wha..... come again?" Bee rubs his eyes, and Blurr sighs. "Isaidthati'vebeenworkingreallyhardlatelywithnorestitisonlyworkworkworkandIhavehadtodealwithSentinel'Magnus'forstellarcyclesandIamgettingvery,veryagitated! SoIaskedcommanderOptimusifIwasallowedaleaveofdutyforthetimebeingbecauseiCANNOTDEALWITHSENTINEL!"


 * "Erm."


 * ". . . . . I'm coming over there, nitwit!"

"Oh! Cool. Wait, when? Oh, and short answer please?"

"A few Earth hours."


 * "Well, I'll see you then."

Blurr does a salute and signs off.

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