I take the blame for all suspicion and lies; I have changed my aspirations, I am...

[ex_dishonestly997]

WHO: RiDScream and Primescream
WHERE: Liege's temple, Primescream's quarters.
WHEN Soon after this
WHAT: Two guys named Starscream. Meeting faceplate to faceplate. This will go well, right?
WARNINGS: Just look at who is involved (but probably nothing).



It took some time; it was a big castle. But Starscream wasn't a total idiot and stayed away from the fractals, and kept climbing higher, and by the time he'd reached as high as any mech could conceivably, he started investigating rooms (snagging the assistance of a friendly Acolyte to boot), and finally...

"Knock knock." As he lingered at the doorway, naturally, leaning against the doorframe in a relaxed, poised, almost welcoming way--as if he were the one waiting to invite the other, and not the reverse. Much more comfortable in his frame than he probably had a right to be. "Can I come in?"

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How many times can you say 'Starscream' before it loses its ability to be a proper noun?

[my_own_trope]

Starscream had had his back to the door, a position steeped in implication and the Deception culture of his universe, but when the other had arrived, he'd turned around with a smile that was all at once inviting and a little jagged around the edges. This Starscream was built slim and light, almost indecently so, and wore very little paint, but held himself imperiously, wings drawn back and held up regally. The look suited the voice -- in the sense that it was completely different than any previous Starscream the other had met before him.

The room was as sparse too, just like every other that had opened under inquiry, and bare save for some energon cubes stacked neatly in the bottom of the single shelving unit in the corner, and a pronged rod that lay at the foot of the berth by Starscream's hip, besides two other cubes. Either this one lived lean, or this wasn't really his room.

"You're free to loiter out there if you want," Starscream said, picking up a cube and holding it out, out of reach. "But the company is so much more pleasent in here."

KNdsbndfjksggf I think we're about to find out

[ex_dishonestly997]

Oh, he was very handsome--sleek, if frail, acrobatic looking, the skinniest, most light-framed thing Starscream had seen in a long time. Just from looking at him, the politician guessed that the quasi-monochrome Seeker had sacrificed a good deal of strength for what was likely a breathtaking level of maneuverability. He'd love to see this one fly.

"I'm sure," He stepped in, letting the door close behind him. The fact that Starscream had presented to him back first had not escaped his notice - and because this one was clearly no fool (no Starscream, he was sure, in any universe, could ever be fool, except possibly the one from the universe with the red Decepticon badges), it could only mean he wanted to present an image that lacked fear.

Whether or not he actually did lack fear was open to debate.

"You don't look like you're planning on settling in."

[my_own_trope]

A cube of energon was dropped in the newcomer's hands -- and wow, those were some talons, boy -- before Starscream picked up one for himself. Sitting down on the edge of the berth, his body between his guest and the metal rod still laying by his hip, he elegantly crossed his legs.

"I like to keep my options open; didn't want to get too attached to the place." He looked up, "And you? Planning to stay? Each temple is still offering free room and board after all."

[ex_dishonestly997]

"I'm staying for now, but I'm not keen on being in Liege Maximo's debt forever." One thing he had in abundance was a strong sense of independence. Starscream took the cube with an understated, "Thanks", opting to stand while the thinner Seeker sat.

"I have plans." He wasn't going to make a secret of his ambition. "If you're interested, you can be a part of them. If you'd rather not, that's fine too, but I want at least a borderline understanding between us."