"I would agree," said the dour voice inside the room. Tracks was waiting and glared down at the minibot when he entered, arms crossed over his chest.
"I would much prefer him elsewhere."
Mirage sighed as he swept past the sulking aristocrat. The room was practically glowing despite the dim overhead light settings; running lights and the blue and pink glows of precious energon adding to the brilliant decor.
Too bad he didn't get to savor it just yet. He spun on a tire-heel to glare at them both.
"Well that is just too bad for you both. You are going to have to strut-it-up and deal."
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Date: 2014-01-06 01:14 am (UTC)"I would much prefer him elsewhere."
Mirage sighed as he swept past the sulking aristocrat. The room was practically glowing despite the dim overhead light settings; running lights and the blue and pink glows of precious energon adding to the brilliant decor.
Too bad he didn't get to savor it just yet. He spun on a tire-heel to glare at them both.
"Well that is just too bad for you both. You are going to have to strut-it-up and deal."