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[kaijugrrroupie]

Who: Newton Geiszler and Yooooou
Where: Around LA, The Autobot base, and Newt's clinic
When: NOW
What: A catch-all for Newton as he realises he's been working too hard and then goes out to work hard on catching up on all the social stuff he's been missing because he's been working too hard. He then goes to check up on his robot babies and then back to the clinic to watch Godzilla to soothe his soul. Please, someone get him an intern. Or twelve.
Warnings: Newton should probably be his own warning.

[Thread-starters below! But I can roll with anything. CONDOR agents can also catch Newt in his office in the CONDOR building.]

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Re: The Autobot Base

[worstprime]

[Rodimus doesn't actually read emails. Basically ever. So, needless to say he's pretty surprised (although only slightly since humans seems to let themselves in like they own the place) to see Newt. He's pretty sure he hasn't met this one...although admittedly, it can be hard to tell these little dudes apart, especially when they change their colours on a near daily basis.]

Hey. Who're you? You supposed to be in here?

[kaijugrrroupie]

[Wow, Rodimus. Rude. Out of all the humans that have broken in, this is the one thats actually supposed to be here. And if it helps, this one also has a permanent paint job that you can see snaking it's way up his arms. If you're looking hard enough anyway.]

Uh, yeah. [He glances up at Rodimus, before quickly finishing the email he was tapping out on the tablet.] I'm Newt Geiszler? Your CONDOR liaison? You miss the memo or something?

[worstprime]

Do I look like I read memos? [Rodimus makes a dismissive gesture, circling around Newt, lookng him over. Reading memos with Ultra Magnus on your team is basically a full time job, and Rodimus has got other things to do. Who the hell knows what those things are. Not Rodimus.

He glances at the comparatively tiny data pad Newt had been typing on.]

So what exactly does being Condor's liason mean? What're you here for?

[kaijugrrroupie]

[Newt pointedly raises one of his eyebrows and watches Rodimus look him over, using the chance to make mental notes of his own. He puts the datapad on the table by the stack of manga and leans back in his chair, shrugging.]

Basically? It means I get cool Cybertronian privileges. [He grins a bit.] But I also make sure you guys and CONDOR are on good terms with each other and act as like a middle-man to transfer information. There's only so many of Ultra Magnus' emails they could take.

[he starts rocking in the chair a little.] I'm sort of the Earth expert on you guys right now.