hologram

[gunlegs]

Since there's more than two Cybertronians stuck together, I'm gonna be hammering in a gentle reminder that the Tyrest Accord still exists as long as I'm here. And that means no spreading any of our wartime scrap to anyone on this station. Any of it. Specially if you enjoy your freedom and your health.

To any of you fleshy types: If some two-bit Decepticon lowlife comes in offering something too good to be true, something particularly gruesome and good at making things you don't like explode - just don't even bother. Their faction name isn't there for fun. You'd be surprised how many times organics have fallen for the 'used antimatter cannon' routine.

My name's Fortress Maximus, by the way.

[Yes, it's a mouthful. Some robots have one of those names.]

I'll be here if you're having trouble with any of our lunkheads.

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[sorrynotguilty]

[ giving Max the flattest look he can muster. ]

Technically speaking, isn't that what the enforcer is for? I didn't realize that the Chief Justice appointed you as well.

hologram

[gunlegs]

[An EQUALLY FLAT LOOK RIGHT BACK. An Autobrand really isn't befitting of you.]

Magnus retired.

hologram

[sorrynotguilty]

[ it doesn't befit Whirl or Prowl either, but they both have one. ]

Perhaps there is a legitimate reason for that.

hologram

[aerospacecommander]

What in the slag is a Tyrest Accord? And why should I care?

[And since when were you all angry sounding?]

hologram

[gunlegs]

[SQUINTS]

What, Megatron never included you in his meetings?

It means you'd better not get caught selling our weapons to any aliens.

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[aerospacecommander]

Oh. That's a stupid rule I'm going to have to try and break.

[hologram]

[littlecousin]

[One organic squinting dubiously at what she perceives as the tiny robot floating above her wrist.]

What's the Tyrest Accord?

[Rodimus made the guy sound like a real jerk, but she kind of has the feeling Rodimus is an unreliable narrator.]

[hologram]

[gunlegs]

The basic gist is that we keep the tech produced by our war locked tight and out of outside hands.

I doubt you'll want to know more than that. The thing spans a couple thousand pages.

[hologram]

[littlecousin]

Oh.

[Bored now.]

I mean, we can probably get an antimatter cannon down on the marketplace level, just saying. And it'd have a grip that fits our hands.

[She holds up her empty right hand like she's holding a pistol and pulls the trigger at Max. Pew!]

[walkingballpit]

According to the Tyrest Accord, are you supposed to be prejudicing the fleshy types against the twobit Decepticon lowlifes?

[gunlegs]

That one's just advice from personal experience.

[He's processed a lot of robot criminals in the past ok, there are trends.]

[walkingballpit]

So if someone's from the same clan or team or whatever, just tar 'em all with the same brush?

[ Ugh why is that every uptight crankpot's solution to everything? ]

hologram

[rodders]

Max, hey! ( have a grinning ex-captain of yours, Fort Max. he's pleased to see you. ) You look like you're enjoying the job still.

hologram

[gunlegs]

["Enjoying" may be the wrong word since Tyrest can apparently TELEPORT. But it's better than sitting in a cell for six months.]

I didn't plan on it being a short-term thing.

hologram

[rodders]

That's good though! Taking it seriously and all that. ( Fort Max doing well actually makes Rodimus feel good - at least he's done something right for the guy. ) So how's Luna 1 and Red Alert?

hologram

[organ_pharming]

How nice to hear someone is still upholding Tyrest's important contributions to our law system.

Incidentally, I never did find out what happened to him after all the....unpleasentness.

[gunlegs]

[What the fuck Pharma how do you find ways to keep coming back]

He's being taken care of. And so will you, once we're back in our own universe.

[organ_pharming]

[The universe must really like him!]

Taken care of? My, that sounds exciting~

And what, may I ask, do you plan to do to me exactly?

[hologram]

[knightoflight]

We've actually....had that handled, but less aggressively.

[hologram]

[gunlegs]

No trouble's good to hear, but I'm not gonna expect everyone to behave.

[He's never seen Wing before, but he sees that great sword and he's spent enough time with the Circle to know his methods don't mesh well with them.]

[hologram]

[knightoflight]

As long as we don't bring our war here, I think we can manage. It's in all our interests to stay alive, isn't it?

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[luckyfaceplate]

Duty-bound as always.

[To be honest, it's refreshing to see.]

Are you...enjoying your new post?

[Despite outward appearances, he does worry about his men and their well-being. And this is his first time on-the-field since his surge back to life.]

Don't push yourself.

hologram; gently privates

[gunlegs]

Yeah, feels good to be doing something aside from sitting around.

I kind of feel like my old self again, Prime.

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[alwaysadrift]

[Well there's lots of things that Drift could respond to here but first things first.]

Fortress Maximus! So you're here as well.

[You remember Drift right? The guy that let you out of the brig so you could beat the nasal lubricant out of Overlord?]

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[gunlegs]

[Who later took the fall for Rodimus' fuckup. Yes. He remembers you, Drift. You're looking fairly well for a wrongly banished Autobot.]

Yeah I am. Whatever interdimensional rip spit us out this time has a poor sense of timing, but may as well make the best of it.