Starter for @shockingdeception
"Okay, but why do I have to do it?" Weaselwing asks, rotors slicking to his back as the stack of datapads are pushed into his arms by his 'peers', desperately trying to find empty servos to pass them back before the stack grows any higher.
'Because, Crankshaft just went home sick, and without bothering the Magnus for a temporary direct supervisor, you have been here the longest.'
'Also, only a decepticon spy would be scared about presenting reports to Longarm Prime'
"....... We have literally had three HR meetings that flight frames do not make someone a-... Frag it. Fine. I'll take them up" He sighs, knowing that once again pointing out being an aerial does not make him a double agent, and that it was better to disengage than argue. The fact the most recent HR meeting was over a sneeze, his rotors creating a brief wind tunnel, and some idiot wailing about assassinations, he did not need to start something while their supervisor was out sick and no one of authority to step in.
Got to say though ... The glass elevator to the upper levels was a nice decompress.
"Uh ... Weaselwing? I have the morning reports for, uh, Longarm Prime?" Longarm didn't have security detail up here? Just an intercom? I guess to get this far to try anything you'd have to make it through security of the lower levels so that made sense. Why else would someone not have security on your floor?
