GossipAlways expect the unexpected – Unless it is the Spanish Inquisition, because then they are never expected, red coats and all. But what happened this morning was not exactly what the lone femme in the mess hall's furthest corner was expecting. Sitting in the corner all alone, she was carefully nursing a cannister of Energon while flicking through a small heap of datapads. The stack held some storage records information and various other tidbits of information from CNN, BBC and other news agencies around the planet. She really did not hear what was approaching with steady steps and a determination matching only that of a angry Prowl on a mission. At least, she did not realize anything was going on until she noticed five persons standing around the table all of a sudden.With a sigh, she placed the Energon slowly on the table, neatly stacked the pads, and only then did she look up. Arcee's grin met her optics and the other four femmes behind her had equally predatory grins, one of them ch
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