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Post by Den on Mar 16, 2008 20:41:14 GMT -5
As he recharged, Bluestreak moved closer to Wheeljack, seeking comfort in his proximity to the inventor. Soon, he had draped an arm over Wheeljack's chest.
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Skywarp continued to stay out of sight until he was certain Starscream was well and away. The Seeker tapped on the door frame of the medbay doors. "Hey Dissever? Ya got time to do some repair work?"
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Post by SugarCube on Mar 16, 2008 20:57:20 GMT -5
The medic's head snapped up from where he was scrubbing out an oily patch, and his optics narrowed.
"New Seeker face around these parts, eh? S'nice to see someone who isn't Starscream or Nightstrike walk in. Well, what can I do for you, Skywarp?"
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Post by runyasan08 on Mar 16, 2008 20:59:42 GMT -5
Fire murred softly. "Tired, but kinda not too. M'comfortable here."
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I quiver with fear. Thundercracker glanced up at the sparkling before nodding and turning off to the left. "We'll just see what comes up this way, then."
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Post by cetus on Mar 16, 2008 21:04:27 GMT -5
Ironhide growled. "I'd love to scrap you, annoying glitch." He glanced over when Ratchet came down, wondering what he was up to.
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Rewire clutched Raven to his chassis, lips against her shoulder. Yeah, love. Just this... once. He didn't care, he'd be fine if he never won one of their little battles, ever. As long as Raven remained by his side. Shivers wracked his frame and he squared his hips to remain standing, clutching his bonded with a tight grip, holding on when his spark flashed brilliant white.
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Post by Den on Mar 16, 2008 21:07:19 GMT -5
"That little glitch of a mech clawed my wings pretty good...hurt like the Pit..." Skywarp scowled, approaching Dissever. "Not to mention the little femme dug her fingers into my knee joint..."
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Post by SugarCube on Mar 16, 2008 21:32:19 GMT -5
"You talking about Frostbite? In the medbay, he's Anklebiter," the Benz said conversationally as he motioned for the jet to get up on the berth. "Bless their little mischief-making sparks. Gotta love sparklings," he grumped, eyeing the scratches. "I'll get those out for you. Won't be too long."
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Ratchet keyed open Sunstreaker's cell door, walking over to the Lambo.
"I'm going to turn on your motor relays. Make a break for it, and I'll gladly tackle your sorry yellow aft again. And weld you to the wall. Clear?"
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Post by Miss Mandy on Mar 17, 2008 4:59:21 GMT -5
Nightstrike slumped in her chair, watching Quicksilver and FrostBite together. As she did, a smile crossed her face. Indeed, if anyone had told her how her life would have turned out she would have never believed it. Now, here she was with three sparklings and... whatever... she was to Megatron.
Overall, she was pleased and felt that she had landed on her feet at the end of the day and hoped that things would continue to go her way.
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Starscream had beat a hasty retreat from the medbay, grumbling about glitched medics, when he rounded a corner and stopped short. An optic ridge raised slowly as a smirk spread across his lip components.
"Thundercracker? Just what the frag do you think you are doing and where the frag did *that* come from?" Starscream pointed an accusatory finger at Chimera. He only had to take one look at the little femme perched on Thundercracker's shoulder to know exactly where she had come from. His lip curled in disgust.
Chimera raised an optic ridge and pulled her face into a scowl that closely mimicked one of her father's at the screechy Seeker.
"I'm Chimera. Who are you?" She asked loftily.
"I'm Starscream, the Decepticon Air Commander and the best warrior under your father's command." He boasted and looked incredibly smug.
Chimera was not impressed.
"Really. To hear everyone talk you aren't all that great. Mommy told me that you got welded to the medbay ceiling for being naughty! She showed me pictures. It was funny."
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Raven shouted out at the flash of light. Warnings flashed before her as her systems were knocked offline one by one. Before long, she was sagged limply against Rewire, sent blissfully offline by the powerful overload.
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Red softly chuckled and patted FireBond's back. "Alright then, we'll stay here a bit longer."
He hoped that the longer he stayed in the common room, the more likely it would be that he might see Inferno. Red's optics kept darting to the door everytime it opened, hoping that it would be his life long friend.
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Blizzard was greatly relieved with the arrogant flyer had left the medbay with his irritating voice. Thankfully, her processor was starting to feel a bit more normal and she decided to take her mind off of... nope, not going to do it....
Protoform. Yes, must work on the full protoform for FrostBite. She bustled about the place, gathering up what would be the start of the sparkling's new form. Picking up a circuitboard, she carefully soldered wiring to it and other components. Although absorbed by what she was doing, her mind kept wandering back to the kiss.
Frag it...
She smirked and her faceplates flushed warm as she continued to work.
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Post by cetus on Mar 17, 2008 6:24:24 GMT -5
Rewire staggered and dropped to the ground. Still clutching Raven to his chest, he let himself slump to his back and lay there, coolant systems on high. He made sure she was comfortable and kissed her temple.
"I'm sorry," he murmured against her audio. He knew she couldn't hear, but it didn't matter, still felt like he needed to say it. "If you ever feel forgotten, just shoot me and I'll come 'round. I promise, love."
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Post by Latte on Mar 17, 2008 15:34:41 GMT -5
Deluge watched the youngling for a little while, shifting every so often against the wall - just a little bit, not enough to wake the little mech nestled against her. Finally, though, her head nodded again and she drifted off a second time.
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Nebula stirred against her father's chest and blinked her optics open. Both her parents were still recharging, but she was awake now, and quickly becoming bored. The sparkling climbed off the berth, sliding down one leg of it, and squeezed out the door. She wandered down the hall, one hand sliding along the wall as she hummed to herself.
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Showdown entered the common room, grabbing a drink. She sat down and sipped at it, letting her processors drift.
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Post by Den on Mar 17, 2008 17:27:22 GMT -5
Desinex leaned against Quicksilver, shuttering her optics briefly. She only meant to close her optics for a brief amount of time, but instead, she was soon in a light recharge.
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Post by runyasan08 on Mar 17, 2008 18:09:29 GMT -5
Coming out from recharge, Inferno was quite certain that staying in recharge would be an absolutely wonderful idea. No one ever mentioned that planet-fall would be so draining. Speaking of draining, the only thing that had him get off of his berth was the protesting of his tanks. Recharging seemed like a good idea, but refueling was becoming more an more appealing. So, it was no surprise to him that Inferno had only completely woken up when he had reached the common room. Damn the slow reactions. Walking into the room, the fire engine wasn't surprised to find it empty, although--was that really Optimus? Getting fuel? It had to be the end of the universe. Inferno walked over to get himself his own cube before he had even noticed his friend. "M'gettin' old," he muttered before walking over to the smaller mech, looking down at the sparkling currently curled up in recharge. "S'no way tha' 'un's a 'Con sparked. Dun't act't."
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Aww, you would not, 'Hide. You're just a big, over-stuffed marshmallow, and you know you are. The Lamborghini's attention was shifted as Ratchet entered his cell, and would have scowled if he had been able to. Oh please, I've had enough of being threatened and being paralyzed. Why would I get myself landed back in here when I'm so near to getting let out? On good behaviour, even.
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Post by Miss Mandy on Mar 17, 2008 18:24:45 GMT -5
Raven's optics flickered before finally coming back online. She smiled at Rewire and snuggled against his warm chest. Everything seemed right again and the worry and loneliness she had felt now was gone.
Thank you darlin'.
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Red smiled up warmly at Inferno and then looked lovingly at FireBond.
"Perhaps Ratchet was right. Nurture over nature."
He motioned to an empty seat nearby, "Feeling better now that you've recharged?"
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Post by cetus on Mar 17, 2008 18:42:37 GMT -5
Ironhide snorted and rolled his optics. "A marsh-?" Then he stopped and crossed his arms before he was drawn into an 'am not - are too' type argument with the Lambo. Idiotic little scraplet, good behavior my aft.
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Optimus glanced up at Inferno's entrance, and watched casually as he and Red Alert spoke. He swallowed a chuckle along with his energon, wondering just how much fun the Twins were going to have around the base in the coming weeks.
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Rewire laughed. I dunno if that was worthy of thanks, love. But he quieted, settling his arms tightly around her and nuzzling at her brow. Yours, Raven, always.
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Post by Miss Mandy on Mar 17, 2008 18:49:52 GMT -5
Raven softly chuckled and kissed Rewire.
It was worthy of thanks. And I don't just mean *that*. I had worried that we were growing apart and it scared me. I... I never want to be without you.
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Post by runyasan08 on Mar 17, 2008 21:23:56 GMT -5
It was good to see Red smile, Inferno noted moving over to the empty seat before noticing the second sparkling. Thinking only momentarily about it, the mech leaned down to scoop the little femme up carefully before settling down into the seat indicated. "U'bit," he commented softly, adjusting the hold he had on the sparkling. "Hadta get up t'get some fuel, though," he said, indicating the cube in his hand.
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Post by SugarCube on Mar 17, 2008 21:51:12 GMT -5
The Hummer merely snorted as he crouched down by the Lambo, flipping relays back on and giving him a thorough once-over before stepping out of the cell, making sure to key it shut behind him. Paused, checked his internal clock. Five breems, he thought to himself, and meandered over to 'Hide.
"What was that about marshes?"
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Post by cetus on Mar 17, 2008 22:10:06 GMT -5
Ironhide blinked up at the Hummer, then groaned. He didn't think he'd groused the marshmallow stutter loud enough for anyone to pick up. Leave it to Ratchet.
"Nothing about marshes," he snorted. "You're just hearing half the discussion with Sunshine over there. Fragger apparently thinks I'm," that semi-blank look of tapping the internet, "whipped sugar. A marshmallow."
The TopKick drummed his fingertips on his upper arms and gave a look of Do you see what I am putting up with?
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Post by SugarCube on Mar 17, 2008 22:45:55 GMT -5
Whipped sugar.
Ratchet frowned over at Sunstreaker, the same semi-blank look on his faceplates.
"... I don't get it," Ratchet finally said. "You're not some... monosaccharine... plant-based confection."
But sugar equalled sweet, and 'sweet' had multiple meanings, depending on the context in which it was used. If Sunny was calling Ironhide 'sweet' that mech had to be seriously misclocked, because 'Hide was not sweet, period. 'Hide was gruff and hot-tempered and had easily the thickest plating of any mech he'd met, with insults and constant jabs being the norm.
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Post by cetus on Mar 17, 2008 23:27:19 GMT -5
Ironhide remained where he was sitting, watching their CMO work the statement through his processors, then stating the obvious in a complex and intellectual manner. Sometimes, so delightfully literal. Quintessential Ratchet.
A bark of a laugh.
"Thank Primus, you got here in time, medic." The weapons specialist shook his head and peered up from beneath his helm, amused and with a slightly mocking incredulous expression. "Else I'd have believed him."
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Twilight started when she was moved, a little confused for a moment. When she was settled against warm red plating, that was enough for her. With a little sparkling purr, and tipping her head waaay back, she found the faceplates and recognized Inferno. A little bit of still sleepy, "Hi," and she curled back against him.
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You won't, Raven. I'm yours and am not goin' anywhere.
Rewire gently bonked his mate's helm with his own, then let it fall back to the ground with a content huff. He chuckled despite the thunk. "Literally, not goin' anywhere right now."
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Post by SugarCube on Mar 18, 2008 2:28:09 GMT -5
Ratchet's optics narrowed slightly in response, as he cocked an optic ridge at the weapons specialist.
One other thing prevalent in the search had been the human tradition of burning - toasting, rather - the marshmallows, resulting in a charred, blackened surface. Contrast of an unappealing exterior and a soft interior; hard and black on the outside, soft fluffy sugary meltiness on the inside.
'Hide wasn't literally sweet, or conventionally sweet. But in his own gruff, grumpy old mech way, yes. Ironhide could be a little like a marshmallow.
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