[ Typical mad chemists work. This time; a fuel additive which had the purpose of enhancing T-cog efficiency. Low humming watching it infused into the test organ ]

[ He seemed mighty pleased with himself as he powered Razorjaw on, successfully made him a larger frame. The insecticon let out a chittering noise as its green biolights flased to life, arms flexing, it would need to get used to this new reformat. ]

Hmm a worth while venture perhaps.

[ He showed a laughable attachment to organics.. The four legged kind. Especially the largest. Corner of his lips twitched into a malicious snicker. He'd always wanted to try his craft on other things. ]

[ There was merely a click of his mandibles. It mattered not what the copter thought of him. Good riddance, perhaps, even time to change shop.. ]

I've been ample productive without distractions. I should thank you for scurrying off for the time you have. Yet you come back?

I wonder why.

[ Optics roll as he grabs some supplies from his desk. Mandibles flexing slightly. there's never friendlies in the buisness. ]

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Shibe

Very Revenant vibes I must say

[ No more asking. Only doing. Tail grabbed at the micromaster and pulled him off the desk with a light toss. ]

You don't know what you're talking about.

Having a dirty stray on my work station is disgusting.

[ Optics narrow. He didnt make a comment about the attachment bit- ]

Get off.

[ Snort. Wings opened and closed producing more electricity. ]

Doesnt matter to me anyways.

[ shooing the micromaster off his desk ]

[ It took a decent chunk out of the micromasters servo, being flung against the wall as its creator stepped through into the lab. Red optics staring at the copter. ]

Seems like a stray decided to visit.

[ It CHOMPS onto one of Tracers hands. Micro mandibles chewing away at his hand structure with sharp blades. ]

[ ZZZZSCREEE!!! Mantid arms lashing out and grabbing onto the micromaster as it was violently shaken!!!]

[ Its really comfortable in that blanket nesting. Hard light wings flittering behind it as sharp mandibles crunched away. Its just a little guy. ]

[ The routine hadn't changed packing away an order while Razorjaw groomed itself on the cons desk , right* where Tracer used to take naps on. ]

[ That's up to the micromaster to find out. If he's bored enough. .

That venom had truly made some more potent material. More addicts means more profit. ]

[ He's doing better things than worrying about interpersonal relationships. ]

[ Brooding with the little insectibot. Another batch done and dusted. Cold weather hater 😒*]

[ Mixing together a new concoction. Those viral components found in the butterflies amplifier the effects. Potency increased aswell.. humming! A new batch will hit the market soon for sure ]

[ Snzzz on his lab roof the cold weather was too nice to pass up ]

[ Luckily none of them needed to breathe, swooping down and away. One way trip back to his lab. Theres much work to be done ]

Shibe

How much cuteness aggression i have towards tracer makes me wanna chew him like a chew toy ugh

As to why I care, dunno. Maybe you've grown on me.

[ Snicker. ]

[ Optic roll ]

You'll need a code to get back in. Your call, Tracer.

[ A grunt left the predacons maw ]

If its still standin' when ya decide to come back, not that it matters to you.

But what do I know.

[ Detaching from the building ]

Keeping buisness secure.

[ Chittering huff. ]

Being gone cycles consecutively is reason enough for me.

[ perks of being a predacon, decent tracking. Following it until he found the designated sky scraper. Landing while hooking wing talons and hind claws on the peaks side. ]

Comfortable?

Shibe

He wont admit to missing the company

[ Hrm, a liability concern that the micromaster hasn't come back. So be it then. Red optics glanced about, nothing more to it. Or so he'd justify. Landing atop the lab once leaving through the skylight. ]

[ Stupid hallucinations. Canister raised for the last hit tonight, he'll clean up in the morning. Entering the habsuit to crash. ]

Fuck off.

Annoying like the rest of em