"Great," Cliffjumper muttered and then narrowed his optics, "what the flying frag is your issue, Mirage?! With the whole... thing---" unable to grasp what he wanted to express, Cliffjumper just threw his arms up and vaguely gestured in the air, letting it substitute for a properly worded explanation.
He felt vaguely better (and a little smug) he'd managed to get the first word in here, even if it might just end worse than it started. He really didn't care, because rusting honestly what was the issue?!
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Date: 2015-04-12 12:22 pm (UTC)He felt vaguely better (and a little smug) he'd managed to get the first word in here, even if it might just end worse than it started. He really didn't care, because rusting honestly what was the issue?!