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re_alignment2013-05-19 09:43 pm
wheeljackofalltrades) wrote in re_alignment2013-05-19 09:43 pm
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[Accidental Video]
[It'd been a month since Magnus left.
The commander had been gone that long before, and Wheeljack almost expected the same this time around. So...when that time rolled around, and still no Magnus after constantly searching the feed...
It was time to call it quits.
The feed opens up to show a room-...or what's left of one. The walls are cracked, scorched, bent, or indented in some places, although that seems to be the most of the damage. The berth is relatively untouched, and any of Miko's and Bulkhead's belongings are actually safe from damage. Wheeljack's own stuff? a different story. Only one thing of Wheeljack's was left untouched--the sword Blurr gave him--which was put under the bed weeks prior.
Sounds like someone had a tantrum, and it shows, with Wheeljack standing in the center of the room, panting heavily from all the lashing out...at the wall.
...Do you feel better now, princess?]
Ngh...
[He slumps against the wall, sinking to the ground and curling up.
...Just like old times.]
The commander had been gone that long before, and Wheeljack almost expected the same this time around. So...when that time rolled around, and still no Magnus after constantly searching the feed...
It was time to call it quits.
The feed opens up to show a room-...or what's left of one. The walls are cracked, scorched, bent, or indented in some places, although that seems to be the most of the damage. The berth is relatively untouched, and any of Miko's and Bulkhead's belongings are actually safe from damage. Wheeljack's own stuff? a different story. Only one thing of Wheeljack's was left untouched--the sword Blurr gave him--which was put under the bed weeks prior.
Sounds like someone had a tantrum, and it shows, with Wheeljack standing in the center of the room, panting heavily from all the lashing out...at the wall.
...Do you feel better now, princess?]
Ngh...
[He slumps against the wall, sinking to the ground and curling up.
...Just like old times.]
[Action]
[He leans down to nuzzle against his helm for a moment, before he gets distracted by watching the hands get repaired. Wow, that is fast. Wheeljack's words draw his attention back up, though.]
Don't need ta thank me. [He smiles softly, if a little playfully.] I knew what I was gettin' into when I kissed ya.
[He wraps his arms around him, hugging him for a moment.
[Action]
Even if he knew it wasn't. Sometimes false hope was better than none.]
Heh...Which is why I gotta.
[Action]
Still, some hope was better than none at all here. It's what keeps them going.]
Jackie...
[You shouldn't have to thank him.]
[Action]
That's what you did when you...you know.]
Just take it, Bulk.
[There's a quiet chuckle as he curls into him.]
Makes things easier.