perfavore: (Let go of me!)
Mirage ([personal profile] perfavore) wrote in [community profile] re_alignment2013-04-02 02:16 am

[Video]

 [It's the dead of night, Mirage. Why aren't you asleep?

Well, to be honest, sleep hasn't come easy for the bot in quite some time. And with Sideswipe now rooming with him, he's found himself lying and staring up at the ceiling more often than not.  It...wasn't a happy time, to say the least.  

He's..had a couple things on his mind, too.

Leaving a note for the silver bot, he exits the Vectorian temple to get some air...and maybe some space. He didn't want Sideswipe hearing part of what he was about to broadcast.]


...Does anyone have ideas on how to fall asleep? I cannot seem to rest my optics tonight.

[Or other nights, but he'd rather not worry anyone. Unfortunately, Mirage's fatigue is slightly showing.]

[Locked to Vector Prime]

...It is not a decent hour, but I need your advice. I have no one to turn to.

stabbywheelfeet: (Seem to be losing altitude)

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[personal profile] stabbywheelfeet 2013-04-04 08:13 am (UTC)(link)
... fine.

[He did say he'd do one. But it's with a lot of griping and grumbling.]

[It looks a lot like this, actually. It's less of a dance and more of a weird flailing around. But he does something.]
stabbywheelfeet: (No need for nervousness)

he tries

[personal profile] stabbywheelfeet 2013-04-05 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
[He lets himself get pulled, and lifts a leg around Mirage's waist. He beams at him, a little smug.]

I win.
stabbywheelfeet: (Balcony you can do Shakespeare from)

[personal profile] stabbywheelfeet 2013-04-05 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
I got you in here.

You're not brooding anymore. So yes, I win.

[His engine purrs, and he drapes his arms around Mirage's shoulders.]
stabbywheelfeet: (The enemy arrives)

[personal profile] stabbywheelfeet 2013-04-05 09:08 am (UTC)(link)
What, the dance didn't tip you off?

[He tilts his head, his expression going from triumphant to what he hopes is some form of "come-hither".]