re_alignment | [Video] Wreckers Assemble [Part Locked to Bulkhead]

[The feed opens up, showing what looks to be a rough-draft edition of the Jackhammer. Or at least the top of it, anyway. An odd place to have a video post... although it's probably obvious who this is from, now. A little ways away is Wheeljack, propped up on one of the metal sheets of the ship, inspecting his swords. He seems almost...completely engrossed in them, to the point of where this might be an accidental video.

Oh wait, he flicks his eyes towards it once, then back down. This broadcast seems entirely on purpose. It takes a few minutes for him to respond, biting his lip before making an attempt to speak.]

So. With the Police Force up and runnin' the way it should be, forming it's own little clubhouse, I think it's time to make another proposition for ya guys. Ones who may or may not exactly like following rules.

I'm looking for bots, or even some of you organic types to form a team of Wreckers. We had a group here, but all...or most of em are gone. Don't know what a Wrecker is? Here's the rundown for ya: Black Ops. Guys who take missions that no sane commander will take. The ones who aren't afraid to get their hands dirty. We work outside the chain of command, meanin' you're under MY command, not the Police Force or Law Committee.

[He rolls his eyes. This part got him in trouble last time, so he'll post a disclaimer.]

For all you angels of the law, I'm not goin' on manhunts for no reason. So calm your tailpipes before you even start with me.

[And he's back to inspecting his sword, perking an eyebrow.]

I hate paperwork, so just convince me if you think you're good enough. In a spar. I ain't jokin' around this time.

[Locked to Bulkhead]

Hey, I know you're part of Team Prime and all...

So I don't blame ya if you sit this out. Family first, right?

[That still felt odd to say.]

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...What, you're not like...five by human standards?

[WHEELJACK IS A+ AT MAKING FRIENDS.]

FIVE?!

[Oh now she's outright glaring.]

I'm twelve! I ain't five!

So I'm seven years off.

Either way, not all of us bots are up for spendin' time with humans. It's STILL a new concept to me.

[She just keeps glaring, wanting to go off on him but it's not worth it...even if it would be fun.]

So now that you ain't human anymore, I ain't worth your time?

[Any other time? He'd probably say yes. She wasn't. But...

Something about this kid.]

...Hey, I owe you a ride, don't I?

....Is this some sorta trick?

Hey, I made a deal in the junkpile, right? I stick to my word.

But if you don't want to~...

I never said that! Don't try and back out! You're stuck now and you can come pick me up at Liege's temple.

[She huffs, arms crossed, an expectant look on her face.]

[For a little human, she certainly knew what she wanted. Wheeljack perks an eyebrow as he cuts the feed. He wasn't really annoyed (okay maybe a little) as she was bold enough to be upfront about what she wanted, so he transforms and heads for Liege's.

He DOES keep to his word, after all. It didn't take long for him to get there, pulling up at the entrance to the temple.

It's the big white car, Lyra. Can't miss him!]

[After the comm shut off, Lyra had headed outside, really curious to see what this other form of his was. Cars weren't something she was familiar with so she had no idea what to expect.

So when he pulled up? She couldn't help but stare for a moment.]

Whoa..

You can say that again, Pan.

[Slowly she made her way down the steps, reaching the car and hesitating a moment before reaching out to touch it--withdrawing her hand really quickly.]

...This ain't a joke is it? THis is really you right?

[The car stays where it is for a moment--and only a moment--before inching forwards and bumping her with the grill. Gently...and playfully.]

Ya act like you've never seen one before.

[Although technically, she probably hasn't seen too many like HIM.]

[A soft, surprised sound escapes Lyra and she stumbles back just a couple steps as she's bumped, looking so fascinated by the odd thing.]

I ain't seen one before. Nothing like it back home.

[Airships and other powered vehicles are what she's use to. Not flashy cars like this.]

So..what do I do?

[Before she can say anything else, that car door opens to the passenger side. It's a pretty high tech interior, with leather seats and even a cupholder! How nice.]

Get in, kid. And buckle up.

[He's got an almost playful tone in his voice.]

[Lyra hesitates another moment, exchanging a glance with Pan, before she moves forward and climbs in. It's weird, oh so weird, but kind of neat at the same time, and she glances around his interior for a moment before eyeing the dashboard.]

...What do you mean, buckle up?

[Sometimes actions speak louder than words, so Wheeljack's going to show her what buckling up is. The belt seems to snake itself around her waist, gently, and clicking into the desired position.]

That. So you don't flop around my seating area. We're gonna be goin' fast, kid.

[Lyra startles and squeaks softly, arms lifting as she watches the belt snake around her waist.

Even her daemon is just staring from his perch on the dashboard, ears perked as he settles into the form of a cat.]

Whoa.

That...okay. Well..let's go then!

[As soon as he gets her confirmation, his wheels screech as he takes off, zooming off into the flatlands ahead.]

Hang on, kid!

[Lyra can't help but yelp as he takes off, hands immediately gripping the edges of the seat as best she can as Pan ends up in her lap--rather ungracefully.

Oh this was not like anything she'd ever done before.]

[And Wheeljack just laughs, rather enjoying just getting to...drive. He wasn't the racing type--that was more Smokescreen or Knock Out. But he could go fast if he wanted. And so he did.

They sip past the flatlands of Haven, swirling out of Liege's Quadrant and towards Prima's. That was where you got the good views.]

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