1305/Bat and a Shadow

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth is relaxing in the medical bay in his chair, reading a datapad boardly, he closes his optics in a bid to try and rest them somewhat, lulling his head backward against the chair and takes in a vent... Everything's been oddly quiet, so he's had time to relax.

**Shadowstar has posed:**
      That quiet may not survive much longer as the door slides open and in walks Shadowstar. She smirks lightly as she sees the batbot relaxing in his chair. "Hello there, Goth!" she exclaims in a purposely too loud voice. "All alone today? Not even any serious patients?" she says, just idly wandering toward him as she talks.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth's ear flicked as he looked over and raised a ridge at the seeker femme. "Bah, just a lull in the hours, one I am gladly taking for myself while I have the chance." he'd roll his optics, knowing life would more than likely throw something at him sooner or later to get him riled up.

      He'd raise an optic ridge as he corrected his posture in the chair. "And what pytel, brings you here? Not often I imagine you'd wish to willing stroll in here."

**Shadowstar has posed:**
      Shadowstar shrugs lightly. "Well, nothing else was happening and you are usually good for a distraction." she says, moving to take a seat on a nearby berth and crossing her legs at the knee. She is quiet a moment as she considers something, then she smirks lightly. "Soooo...you and Dustoff, huh? It seems like I may have been the only one who did not realize just how close you two are. It was rather kind of you two not to sign your work on me like you did Starscream."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth glances over. "I wouldn't say /only/ as I am quite sure Phantom hasn't quite clued in on the fact as well.. despite telling him point blank, so as no harm comes to Dustoff, He has nothing to worry about from me." He'd chuff, scratching at his platting, finding some small debris from the cave in not long ago, and flicking it away towards the waste receptacle.

      Goth then chuckled. "Oh that one is going to learn the hard way, not to demand things of Dustoff. " He'd grin with half-lidded optics. "You see, Dustoff is /quite/ capable of handling himself when it comes to things like that, as they are very much at his mercy when it comes time for him to repair them." He would muse in thought. "....That is to say though, should things escalate far enough I will gladly step in for him."

**Shadowstar has posed:**
      Shadowstar nods lightly as she listens. "Phantom. I do not believe I have met him. But, it is definitely a bad idea to try to terrorize or intimidate one's medics." she says, then smirks lightly. "I had a feeling Dustoff was quite dangerous the day I snuck up on him and he did not even flinch. He claimed he simply wasn't afraid of death, but one does not become that steely without having been very close to death and fighting back from its dark jaws."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth gives a flat look. "Lucky you, he's.. quite unhinged." He'd click his tongue and knit his ridge. "Has attempted to kill me at least twice, that one." He'd huff.

      Goth would quirk a ridge at that, a thought did come to mind but he shrugged it off. "Well, we do live in such an environment where one of us could be fine day and violently blown apart the next, be it by our enemies or allies." He'd grumble as looked back to his datapad, and hears falling ever slightly back against his helm.

**Shadowstar has posed:**
      Shadowstar raises a ridge as well. "Oh? Does he have some sort of vendetta against you?" she asks, then smirks lightly. "Yes, we do live with that reality. But, we have to remember why we are fighting in the first place. We are rebuilding Cybertron the way it should have been built, where we choose our destinies and make sure the strong are not subjugated by the weak. Where corrupt politicians don't control the world or step on the common bot just to line their pockets and sit in their golden towers."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth shrugs, looking baffled. "I can only assume such, but he generally seems to treat most with disdain." He'd roll his optics. "I can only /assume/ he's holding a grudge, given not long after we met we had defend our grasp on the pleaute base, I'd been knocked out and he was the only one left standing, and did not report the damages for Scrapper and Scavanger to repair, and thus once it was attacked again, we lost it, and being annoyed as I was, told the truth." He'd explain, as his look grew more and more angry.

      "Got called out by Megatron during a meeting, then proceeded to get into a fight with me in said area were I /could not hit him at all./ It was ridiculous, and my first real inclination of my ah...Luck, troubles." He'd sigh.

      He'd then raise a ridge at her Explanation before huffing. "Ahh..Right, yes.. that, there are times I forget you standard formers did not do that to just us beastformers, but others of 'standard' typing." he'd click his jaw. "Really must do more reading into that, Chela did not really give all of the context and history to their past livings here on Cybertron."

**Shadowstar has posed:**
      Shadowstar tsktsks in that sort of patronizing way. "Well, I've had a few small tastes of that luck. Perhaps you need more target training?" she says, then smirks lightly. "The truth is usually the right choice. The ones who hide the truth are also some of the ones we are fighting against, you know. You may not know, but the uprising that Megatron led against the senate was provoked in large part to the secrets they were keeping. Even Optimus was opposed to them if I recall correctly. If Optimus wasn't so weak, he might have been part of the Decepticon movement as well. But, he keeps whining about how we should use our strength to protect those that can't protect themselves."

      She shakes her head and smirks. "If they can't contribute, then their energon is best used elsewhere."

      She pauses a moment there. "...if Megatron called him out, why did he come after you? For daring to speak the truth about him?"

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth merely shrugs again. "I come from a planet where such a thing is in place, and was largely at peace even through the tribe leaders often bickered among themselves, whom am I to speak?" he'd question with a tilt of his helm.

      He'd then Shrug his pauldrons. "I do not know, I know I was speaking with Scavenger, attempting to simplify my speech where he could understand, and merely explained Phantoms actions to avoid punishment was ah... Aft kissing." He'd nod. "Which is not wrong."

**Shadowstar has posed:**
      Shadowstar tilts her head slightly. "What is in place? A functionist system that determines how far a bot can go before he or she has even had a chance to consider the possibilities? Or a corrupt government system where a few are funneling all the power and resources to themselves?" she asks.

      She smirks lightly at that last thing. "Aft kissing is part of moving up in the power structure. It is either that, or using your strength to take the power through success or betrayal. I personally find that last option distasteful, though. If you cannot defeat an opponent in a proper way, then you do not deserve to defeat them."

**Goth has posed:**
     "Ah, no, the system in which the Prime wants, given not to an exact point" he'd correct with a spin of his finger. "Given it has it's ah... Flaws, such as before my brilliance was recognized I was made to take standard warrior training." He'd let out a groan and rolled his optics. "Nothing compared to the War tactics here as it is mainly a peaceful planet." he'd muse.

      "Also I don't think Targeting training is going to do me much good at the moment, I /missed/ a target Blast off had helped me aim for." He'd slap a hand over his face plate. "Distasteful and counterintuitive, just because one has more strength then another does not generally mean, they are skilled or educated enough to lead." He'd chuff.

**Shadowstar has posed:**
      Shadowstar wince a bit at the news that Goth missed a scouted target, then shakes her head and laughs a bit. "That is true. Destructive power only gets you so far. Then you have to start using other kinds of strength. Intelligence, tactics, manipulation, charisma. Megatron did not get where he is simply by using that big cannon. He used it only when it was most effective, and when it was more advantageous to talk he did. His treatises are quite the read if you ever get around to it."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth tilts his helm and raises a ridge, but he nods. "I would not be opposed, he is an.. Interesting, individual to speak to personally." He'd add. "finding such, shouldn't be to much of an issue, correct? I've had trouble in the past, finding this planets history due to damaged archives." he'd sigh.

**Shadowstar has posed:**
      Shadowstar shakes her head and almost smiles. "Not at all. He might even provide you a copy himself if you ask. But, it is easily found in the Decepticon files. It is after all a large part of how he built up such a following. And the history of Cybertron is not that interesting. Just a couple of other wars, a few million years of peace here and there, and the legend of the Guiding Hand.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth nods too Shadowstar, before leaning back in his seat and bringing his datapad back up to continue read what he had been before, allowing Shadowstar the freedom to leave on her own.