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[playfultyrant]

I see, so they're starting a list of offensives. Very well, Rodimus. Where shall we meet?

[ unseen in his room he flicks his fingers into absent mist watching them reform on command.

He won't fight them. Yet. See where this goes. ]

[livefastdieyoung_taao]

Maccaddams. In public. Where we both know we'll be watched.

[ He is not the fool everyone takes him for. He knows this has to be done in public or it will get nasty and fast. In public they have to play by the common folks rules. They have to be polite. ]

[playfultyrant]

Very well. We'll play by your rules, love. I'll be there.

[ He splinters and lets a green of mist grow out of his frame. He's no fool either, Rodimus. He can play your game and cheat the system.

He stands and starts heading out for the bar. ]