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𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐭𝐡 𝐄𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚
synthenmania.bsky.social
' 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐬
𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡
'𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐢𝐧'𝐭 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠
𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥
𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐥 '
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ALT: a dragon is flying through the clouds with pro-hunters written on the bottom right
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synthenmania.bsky.social
Audio systems are that sensitive?

[ Resting helm on his wing, exventing. Tail curling up close to his body. It was a half mangled red.. winged Droid on his table now . Gross.]

It tends to do that. But it knows no better.
synthenmania.bsky.social
[ Tired purrs? Something of the sorts, helm turning briefly before his tail swept the mini insecticon off. Which dropped its meal and skittered into hiding angry chittering!! Back to laying on his side.]

What is it..
synthenmania.bsky.social
GROGGILy

I cant today apparently 🙃
synthenmania.bsky.social
[ Well approaching has bothered Revenants recharge. Growling slightly and openings flickered dimly online, froggily glancing over .]
synthenmania.bsky.social
[ Insectoid legs twitched as it was picked up. Forelimbs still locked onto quarter eaten Droid. Optic staring at Tracer, unblinking. Crunch crunch... ]
synthenmania.bsky.social
[ Crunch, crunch , crunch. Shards of plating fell onto the floor infront of his cabinet. Messy and* noisy. ]
synthenmania.bsky.social
[ Clicking chitters, attempts at poor language? Who knew. Its creator was fast asleep on his perch. He'd been sleeping ore often than not these days..

Sharp mandibles crunching against metal plating]
synthenmania.bsky.social
[ It caught something, in just forelimbs writhing. Jumping up onto the cabinet nook that Tracer called home]
synthenmania.bsky.social
[ Peaceful for now... Until the dealer starts his almost routine growling snores. They weren't the worst, but still it sound.. ]
synthenmania.bsky.social
[ Kepeing itself clean of course! It was rhythmic, without pause. Gradually moving up its arm until it reached sensory threads. Which was much quieter, certainly beats predacon snores! ]
synthenmania.bsky.social
[ Quick steps allow the mantis creature to traverse with ease. Soon jumping up onto the futon to provide Revenant with medicine. Light grumbling followed. Tasted AWFUL* but necessary. Hopping over onto the cabinet again, time to preen.. Metal manibles work at hooked forearms cleaning.. ]
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[ Shifting about, placing the energon cube. Looking at its sck creator. Then proceeding to the countertop again. This time jumping up another level to get medicine ]
synthenmania.bsky.social
[ Helm tilt. Chitter? Manibles moving with sound produced. Scanning. ]
synthenmania.bsky.social
Shibe

Razorjaw, Freak or Vermin for the drones name...
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[ Stands there. Its motionless only a few paces from the sleepy micromaster. Staring.. ]
synthenmania.bsky.social
[ Raptorial arms held a cube securely. Rapid helm movement to stare at the onlooker. Frozen for a few moments before jumping off the counter and skittering over towards him ]
synthenmania.bsky.social
[ Half the micromasters size - lithe and insectoid in appearance. Single green optic scanning before effortlessly jumping up onto a countertop. Scythe like arms sorting through material until a cube of energon was pulled. Chittering.. Rubbing at its optic.

It looked like a praying mantis ]
synthenmania.bsky.social
[ Using his wing as a blanket. MRRUH helm hurts, small single optic drone skittered around gathering materials.

Skitter... skitter.. ]
synthenmania.bsky.social
[ Cant help it .. ]

Ugh
..

[ Sniffle, a other sneeze? Hell yeah. Enough to expel a surge of electricity. Resting on the futon with an arm over his helm ]
synthenmania.bsky.social
Shibe

The little drone needs a name its Revs personal one that he doesnt use for drug testing actually
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I'm well aware who he works for.

Aswell as his penchant to pocket things. Cynicism is well warranted.

[ Tail lashed behind him before exventing. Rummaging in the crate. A single optic drone peeked its helm from the crate. Green optic staring at the two, thin clawed servos supporting it. ]
synthenmania.bsky.social
Shibe

Sighhhh luckily you're cute Tracer