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Date Posted: 18:06:36 02/05/03 Wed
Author: Shaper
Subject: Collide
In reply to: T3-Zero 's message, "Hitting the ground..." on 13:22:15 02/03/03 Mon

Shaper crept along a maze of alleyways peering every which way. He ran a violet metalflesh finger along the shouldered bundle that was the blade Unity and paused, listening to sounds ahead.

So much for keeping a low profile...

Ghosting towards the muttering and cursing Shaper made out two robots and an armoured alien of some variety. Ah, yes...

"Creature of flesh, this is not your struggle." A slim metalflesh hand woaded with geometric runes and symbols reached out and held T3-Zero's shoulder from behind. Craining his neck the armoured teen glaced up into a hellish skeletonal face seemingly carved from silver and given a generous helping of steel incisors between which flickered a forked tounge. A lean figure, a seemingly technorganic Transformer wrapped in a dark robe.

Yet the eyes. The eyes did not match the face. Glowing violet eyes that could have easily been sulphurous lamps promising a lingering journey of torment and visceral death were...intelligent. Not kind, though lacking cruelty.

The eyes of a scholar, or scientist. Those eyes fell on the others in the alleyway.

"Whom are you allies?" he asked in deep, whispering - regal? - tones.

I see the man in me,
The lines along my face are drawn in.
I believe reflections bleed,
The sorrows of the souls.
Let me know the hurt that shows,
And wish it all away.
Cos now you'll see what is paining me
Collide...

- 'Silver', Machine Head

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