"I don't see how bowing is rustin' polite," Cliffjumper said as he stomped off, basically doing what Mirage intended as well. Though as the minibot went through the room, his incredulity slowly grew.
It wasn't just the size and spread of their suite, it was the opulence - and Cliffjumper had the feeling that he wasn't even seeing half of it, since the things he dismissed as 'thankfully normal' might actually be the most expensive bits and bobs in the suite.
It was an unsettling thought.
"'Cause I hate to tell ya, Mirage, most of us didn't have a choice when it came to being 'polite' and bowing before the war." Cliffjumper called from where he stood in the doorway to the washracks, shaking his helm.
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Date: 2015-09-29 11:54 am (UTC)It wasn't just the size and spread of their suite, it was the opulence - and Cliffjumper had the feeling that he wasn't even seeing half of it, since the things he dismissed as 'thankfully normal' might actually be the most expensive bits and bobs in the suite.
It was an unsettling thought.
"'Cause I hate to tell ya, Mirage, most of us didn't have a choice when it came to being 'polite' and bowing before the war." Cliffjumper called from where he stood in the doorway to the washracks, shaking his helm.
Couldn't believe what he was looking at.