She rears back in her seat, genuinely shocked. They'd gone after her because Sam was too well-watched. How did they even manage it? How did they figure out what happened to him and not her?
"What happe-" She winces at the pop, weirdly echoing her own wrist. Sitting up and uncurling from the seat, Mikaela glances around Optimus' interior, making a face at the static running through the holoform.
Right. Tearful revelations later, injured Big Buddha issues now.
"Optimus, that...didn't sound good. How injured are you?"
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Date: 2014-08-30 10:52 pm (UTC)She rears back in her seat, genuinely shocked. They'd gone after her because Sam was too well-watched. How did they even manage it? How did they figure out what happened to him and not her?
"What happe-" She winces at the pop, weirdly echoing her own wrist. Sitting up and uncurling from the seat, Mikaela glances around Optimus' interior, making a face at the static running through the holoform.
Right. Tearful revelations later, injured Big Buddha issues now.
"Optimus, that...didn't sound good. How injured are you?"