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re_alignment_logs2013-04-19 01:13 am
fun_police) wrote in re_alignment_logs2013-04-19 01:13 am
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PF Evaluation
WHO: Rung and Prowl
WHERE: Rung's Office
WHEN: BACKDATED to March 23-ish. Shortly after Prowl's arrival
WHAT: Part of joining the PF involves a Psychological exam. Fun insues.
WARNINGS: Dangerous amounts of sass.
Honestly? Prowl had found the entire proceedings of his acceptance in the Police Force to be rather trivial. Almost everyone here knew his track record. He'd been in this line of work since before the war. An evaluation was almost redundant. But it was a minor delay, so he went forward with the protocol without any complaint.
That's how he ended up at the other end of Rung's desk, hands folded and face as stony and cold as ever. Looks like his arrival hadn't shaken his detached foundation much. He seemed ready and able to simply readjust and excel in this new environment, as he always did. If his predictions were correct (and they usually are), this little obstacle should come and go in less than an hour.
WHERE: Rung's Office
WHEN: BACKDATED to March 23-ish. Shortly after Prowl's arrival
WHAT: Part of joining the PF involves a Psychological exam. Fun insues.
WARNINGS: Dangerous amounts of sass.
Honestly? Prowl had found the entire proceedings of his acceptance in the Police Force to be rather trivial. Almost everyone here knew his track record. He'd been in this line of work since before the war. An evaluation was almost redundant. But it was a minor delay, so he went forward with the protocol without any complaint.
That's how he ended up at the other end of Rung's desk, hands folded and face as stony and cold as ever. Looks like his arrival hadn't shaken his detached foundation much. He seemed ready and able to simply readjust and excel in this new environment, as he always did. If his predictions were correct (and they usually are), this little obstacle should come and go in less than an hour.
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Because Prowl was one of those individuals that Rung couldn't really stand.
But he had a job to do and he was going to do it, the therapist seated behind his desk--as professional as ever--hands clasped together and resting in his lab after he turned his recording unit on.
"What makes you think you'd be a good choice for the police force, Prowl," Rung asked, carefully and easily hiding all of his dislike away for the time being.
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"I have the knowledge and experience that would be a significant asset to this cause. One which, personally, I find to be rather just."
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He wants to hear your reasoning, Prowl. There's no doubt that Rung agrees with you, but he wants to hear you break it down; explain your reasoning and why you think it's so just.
Because he needs to know how your head works and what you're seeing in Haven.
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Simple enough. To be honest, the Firstforged's inaction left him a lot angrier than he let off here. But he wasn't about to delve into that.
The response was as clean-cut and clinical as one could get, but truthful.
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He knows how you work, Prowl. He's seen it before. You like to have control and be in command.
"Haven is much different from our home. While there are incidents here, a military mindset isn't exactly the best approach to things. Is that something you can set aside or is viewing individuals as pieces in the bigger game something that you will continue even here?"
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Some might find the accusation a little off-putting, but he doesn't seemed phased at all.
"If all I'd cared about was power I wouldn't start here. The Law Committee just needs an application and is granted much more authority than this. Or perhaps I'd help the Firstforged? They certainly seem willing to grant deals to whichever underling polishes their armor the best."
The answer was a little sassy, but still truthful to his opinion.
"So no, it's not about political games. I want to assist this cause."
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But that doesn't mean he necessarily believes it. It's hard to forget the way things went down back in their home universe, specifically what happened with Kup.
Rung's never really going to forgive you for that, Prowl.
"Why this cause though?" he asks, optic ridge arching just a touch as he watches Prowl. "You've never seemed the type for peace and quiet, Prowl, and, as I recall, even in acts of good will on your part there has been a much darker motive underneath it."
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Oh, ok.
"Desiring a sense of peace and order is exactly why this is the best option."
Leaning more towards the order than the peace if he had to choose, but he wasn't about the mention that.
"You've been around longer than most have, Rung. You know that whatever I may have done to put you on edge,", and yes, he could defitinitely pick up the professionally hidden distaste,"...had a similar end goal in mind."
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"Did it? Because I'm fairly certain implanting a control chip, or whatever it was that you did, inside Kup then using him to destroy invading forces wasn't necessary in the least," he said coldly. Oh yes, he found out about what you did Prowl. People talk, especially to a therapist after all.
"Unless I'm mistaken and that's the way we Autobots do things now."
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Prowl was utterly unfazed by the accusation. If anything had shown through, it was some well-practiced mild surprise. Moreso at the suggestion than of any measure of guilt.
"I did send Kup on a dangerous mission. Several of them, in fact. But that comes with being an Autobot. Well, for most of us.", a little well-placed jab? Definitely.
"I assume you'd understand, even if you don't have the personal experience."
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In the right mood, he can give as good as he gets and this is a prime example.
"You implanted a control chip in Kup without his knowledge under the guise of givin him a New frame and a new chance. And it's not the first time you've treatedd those around you like pawns nor, I'm sure, will it be the last. You have no compassion for your fellow Autobots and if they aren't useful to you anymore, you brush them aside," he continued, optics narrowing.
"I'm fairly certain Garrus 9 is a prime example of that."
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His own gaze was unwavering, permanently fixed on Rung's. It was almost daring him to go further in this direction. You want to try and trap him?
Go ahead. Try it. He enjoys a little mental challenge.
"I do what I have to with the resources I have. I don't make decisions because they're popular, I make them because they are necessary. Sometimes not everyone is able to survive. That is a reality I fully understand, and you can trust that I take each life into full consideration."
"And you? You are hardly in a position to criticize battlefield decisions."
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"ThAt you think are necessary, Prowl, let's be honest. You aren't in this for the Autobot cause, at least not in the way you seem to want others to think you are. This entire war is a game for you, a test of your abilities and you use it to hone your technique. Each sacrifice you apparently make, each supposed hard decision is just a new tactic in your strategy game. There's a reason command was never handed off to you, at least not fully."
Keep making jabs at his lack of battle expertise. If that's really all you have then you have a very weak argument, Prowl.
"I want the best for everyone here in Haven and personally I do not you're the best at all. You are mediocre, if anything but ultimately the decision is no mine and I am well aware of that," he said with a slight shrug, lowering his hands. "But fighter or not, I will not stand by and let you play your games here, Prowl."
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Oh no, those jabs are just icing on the cake, Rung.
"Rung, I'm surprised. I assumed you'd have a little more insight considering your field of work. But I see you haven't bothered to make an analysis any deeper than my surface plating."
He stands up, resting both hands on the table.
"I never wanted to fight. The war was anything but a game to me. You mistake me for some fantasy caricature of a villain in some story - perhaps one that one of your previous patients told you."
"Sad. I expected this meeting to be a little more enlightening.", he straightens his posture,"I believe we're done here."
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"For someone who disliked the war so much, you've certainly done nothing productive to end it. Though, it does explain quite a bit. Your hate for this entire war drives you to do whatever is necessary to end conflict. Or puttin things Out of sight and out of mind, as was the case with Garrus 9. Anything or anyone that would result in further conflict was dealt with quickly and swiftly. How unfortunate for you that the majority of your attempts only further the war," Rung said easily, folding his hands together in his lap.
"I pity you, Prowl. I really do. For someone who puts up such a front and tries showed, you accomplish so little."
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And with that, he turns to leave. He even pushes in the chair on his way out. He doubts Rung's dislike for him will inhibit him from a position in where he wished to go. This was a mere formality, at best. One that just happened to involved someone that didn't like him. It was hardly new to Prowl at this point.
At worst, they could look at the recording, and that didn't really concern him either. Magnus was the one making the final decision here, and he was well aware of his capabilities.