[He's scrabbling now, lifting his feet up to try and keep a grip on it and trying not to purge with the amount of shaking he's going under. But then he decides enough is enough and transforms one of his hands into his stingers, with the sole intend of jabbing Tarn with it, hoping he drops the plasmadynamic thruster, and then running as fast as his legs can carry him.
That plan is ruined when the familiar voice booms through the hallway, and it actually surprises Bumblebee enough that he loses grip on the device, landing straight on the floor by Tarn's large feet.]
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That plan is ruined when the familiar voice booms through the hallway, and it actually surprises Bumblebee enough that he loses grip on the device, landing straight on the floor by Tarn's large feet.]
--Did you just call me space trash?!