'Oh, such a threatening speech about someone, isn't it? I wouldn't do so if I were you. It could leave unsettlement in others. Tsk tsk.' ~The Decepticon toyed through a link with Shadow and then cut it off. Standing at the sliding door, she rather warped herself inside. The con was too lazy to walk in herself. Slickstreak, instead of just sitting down on a normal object, sat down in thin air. It was like something was invisible under her, but there was nothing there. She tossed one leg over the other, putting her chin on top of her facedown hand.~ "You called, Megs?"