Cliffjumper wrote:"Uh, no. Optimus was shouting about Megatron sending his followers to finish 'im off er sumthing. And I THINK I remember a pink Cassettebot playing some song and Optimus saying the Decepticons were mocking him with it. Nah. He just went nuts. Plain and simple."
Alpha Bravo slunk backwards, lowering his head in shame. All he did was propose something which could've been a possibility, but he didn't know enough information from the group that had arrived to make a full conclusion. He'd just made one based on what he got. Still, a feeling of guilt started to form inside of him. He felt humiliated and dumb. All he was told was that Optimus started attacking.
Hot Rod wrote:“These are crazy times we’re in. But, Cliffjumper’s right. I don’t think their minds were switched. Prime seemed to think he was fighting Decepticons. And, apparently, when Smokescreen finally shot him with a tranquilizer dart, Optimus remembered everyone before falling unconscious. It was very strange to say the least. Hopefully, Ratchet will be able to figure out what caused Prime’s delusions and fix him so he won’t try to hurt anyone again.”
"I'm really sorry for... my bad mistake. I didn't know about that part... about him calling out for Decepticons. I mean... maybe their visions were swapped in a sense, not physically, until Optimus Prime was tranquillised. Maybe his senses were... blocked, obscured by something... or someone. Perhaps he saw what... what... what..." Alpha trailed off. He didn't want to make himself look more like an idiot. Once was already enough. Twice would be devastating.
Trailblazer wrote:"Ha! That's stupid! Why would you ever think of that?"
Yet once again, Alpha took a hit to the spark. It felt hard. Not one but two 'bots had called him out for his unknowing. It felt awful. His insecurity began to appear heavily on his face, so he pulled up his visor and faceplate again. Powerglide put an arm around his fellow flier's shoulder, noticing his visible stress, and said, "It's alright Bravo. I mean, neither of us knew. It's alright."
Groundbomber wrote:"Leave him alone. Both of you."
A surprising move to Alpha, the larger femme stepped up to face the two 'bots. "'Bomber.... there's really no need... it's okay..." The gray and yellow 'bot backed down, but the crimson one still had something to say.
Cliffjumper wrote:"What, are you his conjunx endura all of a sudden, plane lady?"
Every single siren within Alpha went off. He honestly couldn't bear to stand in here anymore, and just wanted to go straight to the Guardian. He walked over to the control panel and quietly dialled himself the bounce sequence. He sent a private comm to Powerglide, in fear of talking out loud.
>>"Glide, I just want to get out of here right now. I can't stand this."<<
>>"Hang in there, dude. We'll be out of this mess soon! Don't worry, we'll go shoot up some 'Cons afterward and you'll be back to normal in no time!"<<