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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2018 4:01:01 GMT
Whether the Decepticon was being sarcastic or genuinely enjoyed pain was a toss up for Springer. On one hand...that sounded horrible. On the other...he'd met some fragged up Decepticons. He didn't dwell on it too long. There were more pressing matters at hand than her past. Such as her presence here...
His lips twitched downward at the word 'deserter', but, he didn't comment. He knew that his retirement could be seen as that by some. But, according to Kup and the others, the war was officially over...
Wasn't it?
"Last I heard, war was over and Earth was off-limits to most," he folded his arms over his chassis, "I retired here because it was quiet. You two are the first of either faction I've seen in a good while."
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Hypnos
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Alias: Kavac
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Post by Hypnos on Jun 20, 2018 0:08:36 GMT
"It's anyone's guess if that makes you extremely lucky or unlucky; most Autobots prefer I be the last Decepticon they meet, as opposed to the first."
Hypnos remained mostly still where she stood, her vulture-esque visage continuing to sear the paint off of Springer's hide. Playback looked to be much more phased by the former Autobot's statements. Hypnos had been the one locked up on Earth for the past few decades, and even she knew the current state of the war.
"From firsthand experience mate, I can tell you with complete certainty that the war is most definitely, definitely not over. Not yet at least."
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