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[vosseeker]

"Leave your message."
un: $aircommander

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[cybercatastrophe]

I only died four orns (not vorns) ago myself. Megatron asks me why I dig up old graves and I have to remind him they're still new to me.

I like you, for what it's worth.

[vosseeker]

No one's taste is flawless, after all.

[ A little wry self-deprecation, even if it has some truth to it. He expects Ravage will sort out the meeting soon. ]

[cybercatastrophe]

No Decepticon is ever perfect; we're not meant to be. But every one of us is flawless. I'll be back to you soon.