[Hey, his optics work just fine. He'd like to see this terrible robot impersonator read proper Cybertronian. Plus, wow, that's really small and Whirl doesn't want to look like a weirdo staring at another mech's chassis.]
Yeah? I used to be a cop, too.
[You get one guess which side of the 'good cop/bad cop' divide he was on.]
[Rung's always telling him to make connections and find common points and all. He's going to give himself an A+ right there.....right up till the round leaves the barrel. ]
[Whirl's got the reflexes of four-million-years of being shot at, so he manages to move pretty fast. Not enough to avoid the shot, but enough that instead of puncturing the joint, it grazes a long line down his digitigrade shin. ]
Hey, mech, you really need to work on your combat repartee.
[Like, you know, critiquing another's combat repartee, while you lunge forward with your massive advantage in size and reach and speed, and try to swat the gun from his hand.]
Eeeeeexcellent.
Yeah? I used to be a cop, too.
[You get one guess which side of the 'good cop/bad cop' divide he was on.]
[Rung's always telling him to make connections and find common points and all. He's going to give himself an A+ right there.....right up till the round leaves the barrel. ]
[Whirl's got the reflexes of four-million-years of being shot at, so he manages to move pretty fast. Not enough to avoid the shot, but enough that instead of puncturing the joint, it grazes a long line down his digitigrade shin. ]
Hey, mech, you really need to work on your combat repartee.
[Like, you know, critiquing another's combat repartee, while you lunge forward with your massive advantage in size and reach and speed, and try to swat the gun from his hand.]