"Also ominous," Mirage quipped back, a single optic lighting up as he peered over toward his commander with a resigned air. The scrambler was barely acknowledged; the spy was well used to the thing coming out when times got...tricky.
The door locked remotely with a soft thud, and Mirage tilted his helm up at the other mech in silent query.
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Date: 2014-12-18 07:34 am (UTC)The door locked remotely with a soft thud, and Mirage tilted his helm up at the other mech in silent query.