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Night 41: M51-60 Hallway
Recluse had used his uneventful dinner as time to hammer out and sharpen a new blade for Scourge, and do maintenance on the rest of his own weapons, then changing into his black Arachnos officer's uniform, ready for the night. Then, it had simply been a matter of waiting, impatiently as always, for the doors to unlock.
At least that pompous fool didn't lecture them all that long-windedly tonight. He slipped out into the hallway as soon as his door was unlocked, red eyes glowing dimly in the pitch black corridor.
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At least that pompous fool didn't lecture them all that long-windedly tonight. He slipped out into the hallway as soon as his door was unlocked, red eyes glowing dimly in the pitch black corridor.
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Scourge looked horrified, withdrawing from the chemicals with an expression of utter disgust. "You can do that?" he asked in a hushed, aghast voice. His hand came up to cover his chest and stomach. "Just with chemicals?"
Suddenly his wounds seemed minor, compared to the image of his lungs bursting or losing his sight. The tracker had pictured his body falling victim to outside harm, but his internal workings breaking down and betraying him without any way of opening his body and repairing it was...well, if the idiot was still here, he'd have given him another way of knowing whether you were about to purge.
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Recluse set down his weapons on his desk, taking out his journal and beginning to write out coded plans for the use of the chemicals. He didn't even try to write up a schedule. It would most assuredly be altered by unforeseen events.
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Maybe they could infect Starscream, at the very least. But would it affect him? "Are they contagious?" the tracker added in.
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Oh frag. That smell. The stuff from upstairs. "And sulfur?" he asked, trying to play it coy and casual. "That doesn't do anything to humans, right?"
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But Scourge didn't need to know that.
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It didn't stop him fretting, though. He had no idea human bodies were so vulnerable to everyday substances like gasoline and nitric acid.
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Scourge yawned widely, still playing with his fingertips. "So you're going to make weapons against the monsters, right? What if they don't act like humans? I stabbed the spider so many times it should have just deflated and it was still walking around."
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Although if they did, behind Lord Recluse is as good a place as any to hide. Especially with all the lung destroying chemicals--did spiders have lungs? Where would they put them?
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Why spiders, Scourge wondered. They were tiny--usually--and even as monsters they weren't the worst things Scourge had run into. Why not dinosaurs, or cats, or giant purple griffins? Giant purple griffins had an air of dignity to them.
"So you can order them around, right?"
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They were very small and almost never used--Galvatron recharged with it on. The idea of someone actually stealing Galvatron's fusion cannon was...ridiculous, something one did on a dare with a lot of money riding on it.
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But the mental picture of them trying will keep him entertained for a good long while.
"I don't mean he's actually carrying the cannon or anything, I mean it's actually attached to his arm," the tracker clarified once his laughter had died down. Maybe that was where Lord Recluse had made the mistake. "Literally. Doesn't come off."
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It didn't matter if the cannon couldn't be removed. The whole arm would just have to be ripped off, then.
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