Finally reaching his tolerance limit, Jazz slapped his palm down on the table with a bang, hard enough to rattle the device.
"No. Download. Memorize. Delete, first. Or are the secrecy levels involved here not reachin' yer processor?"
He jabbed a finger at the still-sealed door, before turning it toward Cliffjumper himself.
"Just 'cause you're the only option doesn't mean I'm gonna tolerate you actin' like a scraplet - if I didn't think you couldn't manage it, we wouldn't be tryin' this. But you need to get your head out of your aft long enough to git with the program, Autobot Cliffjumper. This is another form of combat, and one yer getting a crash-course in. Deal with it."
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"No. Download. Memorize. Delete, first. Or are the secrecy levels involved here not reachin' yer processor?"
He jabbed a finger at the still-sealed door, before turning it toward Cliffjumper himself.
"Just 'cause you're the only option doesn't mean I'm gonna tolerate you actin' like a scraplet - if I didn't think you couldn't manage it, we wouldn't be tryin' this. But you need to get your head out of your aft long enough to git with the program, Autobot Cliffjumper. This is another form of combat, and one yer getting a crash-course in. Deal with it."