“Only minor? I have known and seen bots from whose was not just a minor inconenient… I must say I applaud you for barely showing any physical symptoms.” He answered with a smirk, taking a moment to briefly clean his clawed servos.
“And how you’re going to deal with this ‘minor inconvenience’, mmh? Many tried to calm their system going haywire, but the wildest toughts only made it impossible.” “I am… Quite curious”
@idalian-general
“By force of will. It’s not like I have someone to take care of it for me.”
Crossing their arms over their chassis, Nebulous raises their brows at the little predacon. Shifting on their pedes, they lean more weight onto one of their legs than the other, and braces one of their servos against a hip.
“Why do you care so much about my affliction? Hm?”
“Huh? Will only? I’m impressed.” Rasgah answered with a little surprised expression before he sat down, then rolled on his back, casually scratching an itchy spot.
“Care? Nah, I don’t care at all, I am just curious that I actually got the scent of something I wish I can erase from my memory.” “Curiousity killed the Predacon, urh.”
“Then leave.”
That’s the only thing they could retort back at the Predacon, Nebulous is far too frustrated to deal with Ras at this point.
"You sure have a lot of character for somebot in their heat cycle, pah.." He launched before he slowly started to retreat towards the nearest vent that was accessible.
"Maybe this is why you're alone after all~" He snickered before disapearing into the darkness of the ventilations.
