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"THE RAT LOOKS LIKE A CHILD'S PLAYTOY AND AIRAZOR LOOKS LIKE A CREATURE YOU'D SEE BEHIND A GLASS. I WON'T TAKE ANY OPINIONS FROM YOU TWO."

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{ @supportrat @air-razor }
"THE RAT LOOKS LIKE A CHILD'S PLAYTOY AND AIRAZOR LOOKS LIKE A CREATURE YOU'D SEE BEHIND A GLASS. I WON'T TAKE ANY OPINIONS FROM YOU TWO."

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Just. Whistles at him. That real low, slow kind of whistle.
Dinobot pauses in what he's doing, which is practicing with his sword and blades against a very tattered tree.
The appearance of Rattrap does give him pause, though.
"What?"
supportrat "I do fraggin' too know what CPR is! I have first aid certification!"
"I meant Waspinator. I am unsurprised you know what CPR is."
"Don't say nothin'. Just mind your own business."
In beast mode, Rattrap's climbing up into Dinobot's lap and making himself into a flat-ass pancake, little claws kneading at his thighs. That'll show him for taking Rattrap's favorite seat, the dumb lizard.
Dinotbot is cleaning his sword when Rattrap comes along, and he's just about to sneer out something when Rattrap speaks.
..and then climbs into his lap.
Dinobot freezes, because this is not something that typically happens, and he can only wonder if Rattrap is sick, then, or perhaps in the process of dying. But he says nothing, and after a moment, sets his sword aside to pet a servo hesitantly along Rattrap's spinal strut.
Should he, should he knock, or just wheel it in, or— eh. Rattrap nudges his way in, tugging the cart behind him with his tail. “The rest of the stuff and also that caff-en thing you like.”
He put down the datapad he was reading and glanced over. There was a bit of hesitation before he finally spoke- "Thank you."
Starscream supposed he could take a small break and reached over to the cart to pour himself some of that energizing mixture. "It keeps me motivated. Since... this is all rather tedious work. And I cannot just assign this to some other bot, because it's me who's going to make the final judgement." He sighs. "I wish there was a way to make this faster... maybe I should transcript it and listen to it rather than read it."

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“I guess when I say ‘pet peeve’, I mean ‘intense rage trigger’.”
"Is this about Starscream- I didn't know it bothered you so much. ..do you want to talk about it."
"D'you want a hot rod, big man?"
"I believe his name is Rodimus, now.
..but yes, I would like a hot rod. Thank you."