Cyberformed: Inbox

[intelligenceofficer]

"This is Longarm Prime. I am unable to respond to messages at this time, but please leave your name and a brief message. I will reply as soon as I am able. Thank you." un: prime.intel

"State your identity and purpose for contacting me, and do try to be succinct." un: 7j5&Z_Pn\L.d2x%

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**Please specify if you are contacting Longarm or Shockwave.

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[legalcy]

[He tilts his head upward. At his height, the intended meaning of looking down on him is mostly lost.]

If you take issues with me leaving you in charge of another, then we can talk about this at our upcoming internal review. Regardless, I hope that your future work is audited before it arrives at my desk.

[If that were all Longarm had said, Minimus would leave it at that. Unfortunately, he also had to attack his behavior outside of work. Rules and regulations were easy to debate and defend. His informal authority is a strange and confusing topic of discussion, but he knows that he feels indignant about these insults.]

Then you know how I felt when I first boarded the Lost Light. I had no power to reign in their behavior, and my suggestions were ignored if not outright defied. In my experience, I suggest learning to be "personable" - or you may take the initiative in addressing the many altercations on this ship.

[intelligenceofficer]

[Internal review?! More Autobot bureaucracy!?]

I am perfectly capable of overseeing those within our department, thank you very much, but you can't pull rank with "I'm head of security" and then claim you have no authority on the ship. It doesn't work that way. Perhaps you did struggle on the Lost Light, but that's not where we are, is it?

Being personable and being respected are not mutually linked, Minimus. I get on just fine with the crew, and I've handled my fair share of incidents. I've never used that as an excuse to leave all the work to you, either. But facts are facts, and you can't deny that you have more power on this ship than the rest of us. Unless you're going back on your entire argument that you can't just ignore information that is inconvenient. Which I will reiterate was not what I was doing since it would have been LITERALLY IMPOSSIBLE to survive being tossed into a star.

[A shame that is wasn't anymore, because he could think of one or two green mechs on this ship he would love to toss into a star himself right about now.]

[vosseeker]

[ Outside the office door, the parts that have been coming through are quite enlightening to eavesdrop on. But in interests of not witnessing the entire Security team implode, and possibly in future interests for himself, Starscream chooses now to rap on the closed door and call through politely: ]

Forgive my interruption of a superiors' private meeting, but one of you needs to sign off on the shift change report. Whose desk shall I leave it on?

[legalcy]

[Minimus opens his mouth to respond to Longarm, but his attention is interrupted by a knock on the door. He turns to face it - did anyone hear the conversation? Was Starscream waiting outside for minutes? Well, hopefully no one else was eavesdropping.]

I can review it. Thank you. [After all that, Minimus needs something tedious to get his mind back into order.]

Longarm. I will speak with the other officers on auditing your reports for the upcoming month. I am afraid that our conversation has taught me that this department is in dire need of a communication policy.

[He walks to the door and rests a hand on it.] I mustn't keep you from your work any longer.