[No energon? Aw, smelt. Perhaps their kidnappers aren't as friendly as the human seems to think they are. He can be without energon for quite a while, but what the slag is he going to do the Solar cycle he needs fuel? Drink oil?
...ew.]
A bar? [Now, that's much better. Have a smiling mech.] I could give that a try. Been to most bars and pubs in the 'verse, anyway. Perhaps this Prussia wouldn't mind having me around.
[Ah, designations. Good things, those. He repeats the name, almost tasting it. It's a good one. It fits nicely. He grins, tilting his helm to the side, dipping it in a courtly manner. Charming, that he can be.]
The name's Devcon. [Italy? Hmm, would that be Feliciano's job description?] Not a Peace Marshal anymore, but a hunter still. Nice to meet you, Italy. [There's a slight questioning tone there, at the "Italy".]
no subject
...ew.]
A bar? [Now, that's much better. Have a smiling mech.] I could give that a try. Been to most bars and pubs in the 'verse, anyway. Perhaps this Prussia wouldn't mind having me around.
[Ah, designations. Good things, those. He repeats the name, almost tasting it. It's a good one. It fits nicely. He grins, tilting his helm to the side, dipping it in a courtly manner. Charming, that he can be.]
The name's Devcon. [Italy? Hmm, would that be Feliciano's job description?] Not a Peace Marshal anymore, but a hunter still. Nice to meet you, Italy. [There's a slight questioning tone there, at the "Italy".]