I… I know. It was horrible to speak to her that way after all you’ve both… I don’t know what came over me. *She shakes her head. * I had just meant to express my c-c-concerns about… * She pauses for a moment, and then here’s a slight shiver, almost as if she’s shaking off that vocal glitch. Or something else* It doesn’t matter. It was disrespectful of me
*Her optics flicker up at her in surprise. No punishment? Was Chromia sick or something? Not that she was complaining of course, but not what she expected from the SIC.* … Nothing? Not a one?
W-w-why are you talking like that? Moonracer. ;flickers her optics and puts a hand on her hip before giving the smaller femme another shake but she then vents; Go ahead and express your concerns to me. You can badmouth me all you want, I’ll kick your aft for doing it after. And no, no punishment. Beg for it all you want, but you know what? I think not punishing you if going to serve as a much worse punishment than the usual. I could make you clean up all of Cybertron but this is the first time you’ve really disrespected Elita and I feel like that’s going to eat you alive before anything else can.
*She pulls back as best she can when she’s shaken, Chromia’s grip on her as iron-clad as ever. But before she could retort, that one string of words stuck out to her.*
*What’ the frag is wrong with you?*
*Moonracer shakes her head* Honestly… I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’ve been irresponsible… Well, more so than usual. *Looks back up* But I know that’s not an excuse. Whatever punishment you see fit I will take graciously.
;continues shaking her for another moment; Okay, Moonracer, I want you to hear what I’m saying loud and clearly. It isn’t your irresponsibility that’s the only problem. It’s that and your disrespect. Let me point this out that if you ever give Elita that kind of mouth again, I will be sure you can’t say anything else for a long time. I don’t give a frag. You can mouth off and give me your sass all you want but our leader will be respected or you won’t have a vocalizer. Start off with understanding that.
Beyond that, I shouldn’t be as surprised that you ran off without a warning because you’ve done it before but the thing is, as skilled as you are, if you end up getting yourself injured and I can’t find you, you’re going to be in for so much worse when you get back to base so say it after me, will you? “I will tell one of the other femmes where I’m going”, “I will make sure my location is known”. ;shaking her roughly with every word to emphasize;
As for your punishment? Nothing.
*Makes a startled blip at being pulled close, but finds herself relaxing slightly. Treatment like this doesn’t go around very often, it’s almost s foreign experience. But of course, now she does feel bad about running off like that. Her helm lowers a bit, further avoiding optic contact with the blue femme.*
It…Was spurr of the moment. I wasn’t thinking.
I’m sorry, ma’am.
;grabs onto Moonracer’s shoulders and tucks into the area with her before the ‘shaking to death’ part comes in. aggressively rattles the other femme with an angered expression still on her face; You’ve got a lot more explaining to do than that. What the frag is wrong with you, Moonracer? Do you want me to give you processor damage?
*Oh Primus. She’s recognize that engine anywhere, meaning she knows exactly whats next. Ah, well - it had to end sooner or later. It’s not like didn’t know it was coming. Carefully, tentatively, she peaks out from the little area she’d hold herself up in, the top of her helmet and the soft yellow glow of her optics the only thing currently visible as her gaze locks on to Chromia’s approaching form.
She’s toast. And yet she can’t bring herself to be too worried about it.*
;once she gets close enough, she transforms and quickly darts over to where the other femme is; Moonracer. ;growls and immediately grabs onto the first thing she can of the other femme, yanking her into the open but amazingly, the first thing she does is, though quite aggressively, pull the other femme into a tight hug;
;lets out an agitated sound as she scans around, lip curled over her denta; You’ve got a lot of explaining to do, I’ve told you not to run off like that! What part of informing me of where you’re going isn’t processing in that thick helm of yours?
That’s what I thought. ;grumbles to self and transforms before whipping into her highest speed and heading to the coordinates, not caring at all if she gets the attention of the ‘Cons;
;WANNA GUESS WHO’S NOT IN THE MOOD FOR ANYONE’S BULLSHIT. it’s chromia. regardless of this, once she gets close, she turns off all of her lights and brings her speed down so she and Moonracer can have a little chat without being interrupted. we can fight later guys. now’s not the time.;
Hm, if I was a mind-alternating substance, where would I be hiding? ;honestly thinks something got into Moonracer’s Energon so she’s just gonna tear through everything in search of what it could be, nbd; I swear to Primus, this little sharpshooter is going to be the death of me. We finally get her back and she goes from fine to a complete glitch. She’s lucky I don’t shove my pede up her aft so far that she can’t sass Elita any more. She’s lucky I don’t bring her back to Shockwave.
Goddammit, Moonracer. ;gives a good kick to the wall before heading out onto the surface and shooting the other femme a comm.; You better answer or when I find you, I’ll kick your aft until Prime himself has to bring his aft up here and drag me to prison for abusing a teammate. Do you not realize how much you worry me when you leave without saying a fraggin’ thing? You could have been shot dead for all I know and I swear if you don’t pick your goddamn comm up—!!! ;engine revs loudly, not even caring about being sneaky right now, taking out her blaster to shoot up randomly;