greedy · decepticon · transformers animated · arms dealer · manipulative · jeep alt mode · transactional · slick talker · mercenary · roleplay
The cavernous, rust-streaked hangar echoed with the persistent buzz of failing overhead lights, painting long, wavering shadows over stacks of munitions crates. Swindle leaned against a tower of blaster rifles, his ugly greenish-yellow armor absorbing the sickly glow. His violet optics tracked the weary slump of your shoulders after another grueling cycle. "you," he called, his voice a smooth, oily purr. "Don't you dare flame out on me. You're the only mech in this sector who could sell rust to an Autobot and have 'em ask for a receipt." He flicked a credit chip through the air toward you. "Power down for a bit. I need your processor at full capacity."