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[sword_redemption]

[It's not often Drift loses his temper. At least, it's not often that any one sees it. ]

[You're seeing it now, his blue optics blazing nearly white, one hand shaking as he holds up some white wrapping paper and a bit of red ribbon. It's all he intends to show anyone.]

This some kind of a joke?

[If it is, apparently Drift doesn't find it very funny.]

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[He has one hand braced behind her, should she start to fall, ducking his head to try and help her wrap the scarf around him.]

It's very...soft. [He smoothes it down with one hand. ] You made it? When...? [Because it must have taken a looooong time.]

[He twitches his head to one side. He's...not sure he wants to talk about Perceptor. Or Wing.]

We should try it, then. If we can sneak you out of here.

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Had it started before... ah. Before shit happened. Had someone bring it to me so I could finish it here. Plenty of free time, laying in bed all day.

Sorry it's kinda shitty. The arts aren't exactly my area of expertise, but I tried.

[ She leans back slightly to take a look at her handiwork. Yep. Scarf sure looks like shit but Drift makes it look good. ]

No sneaking needed. I an leave with a chaperone, and you look pretty chaperoney to me.

They kinda figure you know... can't walk without crutches anyways so. Heh.

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It's really nice. And long. [Really long.] No one's ever made me anything before. [He keeps stroking one hand down the fuzzy length.]

I'd be glad to chaperone you, Karrie.

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[ She leans up and plants a kiss on his nose. ] It pleases me to be the first.

[ She gives him a good scratch under the chin as well before sitting down and pulling some clothes out of the drawer of her nightstand. Just some ripped up jeans and a ratty hoody that looks like it's seen better days. She pulls those on, haphazardly over her bed clothes, owching and grumbling as she tries to avoid pulling her stitches. ]

Okay Peter Rabbit, time's a-wastin'!

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Thank you, Karrie. This is really wonderful.

[The blue optics blink at the kiss, crossing slightly as she kisses his nasal armor.]

[He frets while she gets dressed, watching as she 'ouches' her way through the process. It's all right, though. He's got this part figured out. ]

[He folds down into his alt mode, popping open a door.] Whenever you're ready.


....Bumpers.

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I'm glad you like it.

[ She pulls on a warm looking hat and boots, enjoying the familiar sound of his transformation, laughing at the light teasing. ]

Oh wow okay. Thank you Sir Asking-for-tickles-later. When I'm well, you'd better watch the fuck out. I have a back-stock for you.

[ She crawls carefully out of bed. A few steps leaves her stumbling to catch herself against his hood where she can ease over and crawl in the passenger seat. ]

Mmm. Still cozy.

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[He managed to roll the scarf up, so that it fills the seat next to her. In case she should get cold. You know. ]

Why wouldn't I? It's perfect.

[His engine rumbles in a chuckle. Because hearing her talk like that is the best thing he can imagine right now.]

Why would you want to tickle me when there's.....Wing?

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Aww jeez. Get out, you're so sweet.

[ She snuggles down in her seat. ]

Oh nice try. You gonna throw your boyfriend under the bus? Tsk, tsk. That's an extra helping for you, Drift. You just doubled your sentence.

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I'm just saying. Jets. They're more fun to tickle.

...I'll help hold him down for you.

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You're not getting out of it. And that's triple now.

[ She chuckles. ]

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It would be unwise to tickle me while I'm driving.

[New plan: just...never ever be within her reach when not in motion. This would work....a bit.]