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[thirtybits]

"This is Judah's voicemail, no need to leave your number, I'll reply as soon as I can."



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voice, backdated to the 7th

[idkmybffjesus]

It was Megatron that did it.

[thirtybits]

...Who is that.

[He sounds much more...stern than usual.]

[idkmybffjesus]

[ There's none of the levity usually here, not even any of the scorn Judas usually gets. Just matter-of-factness. ]

He's — one of the Cybertronians. There's something dangerous in his blood, so he — yeah. It was him.

You want to help?

[thirtybits]

Of course. What are we doing.

[He doesn't care if Jesus would be upset. If someone did something to him, Judas can't stand to sit back.]

[idkmybffjesus]

I'm in Northtown. [address here!] I'll tell you more when you get here.

[ "Here" being an empty building that Biff has commandeered and begun assembling chemicals in. There are glass beakers, bowls, and containers on just about every available surface in this one-story affair, and a beaker set up over a hastily made fire right in the middle of the floor to top it all off. There is SCIENCE HAPPENING HERE. ]

[thirtybits]

[Judas arrives as quickly as possible. He can't drive, but he did pick up a bike a while ago. As soon as he does he runs into the building. What he sees, he doesn't quite understand. Despite what Biff might think he's not some kind of terrorist!!]

[idkmybffjesus]

[ Biff glances over, registers who it is, and gets right back to work. Which is currently stirring that bubbling fire-warmed liquid, incidentally. ]

I'm almost done with these. They're explosives.

[thirtybits]

So the one which did it...he's one of the robots?

[He thinks he sees where this is going.]

[idkmybffjesus]

Yeah. The leader of the Decepticons, I guess. [ He pauses, stares at the liquid, and carefully dabs in a drop or two from another vial. Distractedly: ] Soundwave said he probably didn't even notice he'd done it.

[thirtybits]

...I see.

[There's a small pang of guilt. But he ignores it. Even by accident, doing that to Jesus is unforgivable. ]

Do you need any help?

[idkmybffjesus]

[ There, one more done. He tips the bowl to pour the contents into another of the containers, but when that's done he stands and turns to look at Judas fully. ]

Honestly? I don't care. This is a really dumb idea and I'm not coming out of it alive, but if you want to come, then you're in.

[thirtybits]

Of course I do. I meant do you need help making those.

[idkmybffjesus]

[ He pauses, and for just a second, there's small and humorless smile. ]

No. I'm just about done, and I don't want you ruining any of them.

[ He turns back again, finishing off the last few. ] Think you can try and work out where Megatron is?

[thirtybits]

Sure. Giant robot should be easy. What's he look like?

[idkmybffjesus]

Check your phone. There was a video of him killing some other robot. Should be pretty hard to mistake that.

[thirtybits]

[He nods, returning that same smile.]

I'll be back shortly then.

[And with that he turns to head out.]

March 15th, text

[depicted]

Come over.

[thirtybits]

Right now?

[depicted]

No, next Tuesday.

a moment later

[depicted]

If you're available, yes, now. Please.

[thirtybits]

Alright, give me a minute, I'm coming.

[depicted]

Thank you.

[continued here]

15th March

[depicted]

[not long at all after this]

A Judas kiss on the Ides of March. Nice joke. Dante would be writhing.

Please don't ruin my shirt next time. And work on the angle of your kiss. If you kissed the Saviour thus, the Crucifixion mustn't have even felt like torture.

[thirtybits]

im sorryim so sorry
yuo hate me i hate me
im thewortst

[depicted]

Of course I don't hate you. I just wished you'd strangled me or something.

But given the history, I can forgive it. As long as you restore my shirt.