Ravage grins back at him. It's a new friendship to be sure, but how can she not be impressed with the masterful way Cricket handled himself when he inadvertently ended up being present for Ravage and Megatron's first in-person reunion since Ravage left the Lost Light?
Howlback does the fistbump; Glit actually does know how to shake hands. Ravage is a fistbumper to be sure, and Lotor offers an actual high five following the fistbump, which amuses Glit. Must've learned that from one of the other kids.
"I'll be gentle," says Lotor. "They're little." He smiles. "I know how it feels to be little," he says. "Even sparklings're bigger'n me!"
Ravage smiles. "Sparklings are new Cybertronians. A few of the families on Sanctuary have sent their younger members here because the AVF can protect them while Soundwave and I explain to Galvatron's folks that if they're not going to follow us and behave like proper Decepticons, they can stand the Pit down or start their own fr-- well, start their own faction."
"I know what 'frag' means," Lotor says as he enters the coop and sits down, very quietly, on a chick-and-poop free portion of ground. He then sits there quietly, his hands extended, and makes soft noises similar to the ones that the chicks themselves are making.
Ravage shakes her head. "Ah, alternates. Like Soundwave and...Soundwave." Her voice drops a little. "Don't worry," she tells Howlback. "You'd never mistake them for one another."
"I had wondered," she tells Cricket. "They look a lot alike. I had thought perhaps they were brother and sister, though I know intellectually that they're both and neither. I wonder if it's something about this place. I've been spending more time as a femme here, too. I'm a femme today, but I've been spending so much time as a femme of late that the guards have taken to calling me 'Lady'."
"You like it," Glit points out.
Ravage shrugs. "Even when I'm not a femme, 'Lady' seems to suit who I am and the things I do better than 'Lord' does."
Howlback frowns. "Another Soundwave. Who doesn't look like our 'Wave. What, was he empurata'd or something?"
"I think so," Ravage says, looking downcast. "But I don't want to think about it. If you're curious... Cricket knows him better than we do."
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Date: 2021-04-18 01:45 am (UTC)Howlback does the fistbump; Glit actually does know how to shake hands. Ravage is a fistbumper to be sure, and Lotor offers an actual high five following the fistbump, which amuses Glit. Must've learned that from one of the other kids.
"I'll be gentle," says Lotor. "They're little." He smiles. "I know how it feels to be little," he says. "Even sparklings're bigger'n me!"
Ravage smiles. "Sparklings are new Cybertronians. A few of the families on Sanctuary have sent their younger members here because the AVF can protect them while Soundwave and I explain to Galvatron's folks that if they're not going to follow us and behave like proper Decepticons, they can stand the Pit down or start their own fr-- well, start their own faction."
"I know what 'frag' means," Lotor says as he enters the coop and sits down, very quietly, on a chick-and-poop free portion of ground. He then sits there quietly, his hands extended, and makes soft noises similar to the ones that the chicks themselves are making.
Ravage shakes her head. "Ah, alternates. Like Soundwave and...Soundwave." Her voice drops a little. "Don't worry," she tells Howlback. "You'd never mistake them for one another."
"I had wondered," she tells Cricket. "They look a lot alike. I had thought perhaps they were brother and sister, though I know intellectually that they're both and neither. I wonder if it's something about this place. I've been spending more time as a femme here, too. I'm a femme today, but I've been spending so much time as a femme of late that the guards have taken to calling me 'Lady'."
"You like it," Glit points out.
Ravage shrugs. "Even when I'm not a femme, 'Lady' seems to suit who I am and the things I do better than 'Lord' does."
Howlback frowns. "Another Soundwave. Who doesn't look like our 'Wave. What, was he empurata'd or something?"
"I think so," Ravage says, looking downcast. "But I don't want to think about it. If you're curious... Cricket knows him better than we do."