re_alignment | [Voice]

Entry tags:

✘ dead space | vandal

[Voice]

Vandal here.

I've been sifting through the junk pile and I found a few things of interest. A few hard drives, some music and films on them, haven't sorted through or formatted it yet, but if anyone's interested in some entertainment there's that.

Found some stuff I might be able to turn into a human-sized living space. Old mobile home. Kind of shitty, but a nice fat project to work on. But uh.

Can anyone help me haul this thing out? I mean, I got it dislodged, but my RIG only has so much moving power.

Also: Hey Max, you around? When are we going to do that whole drink until we can't stand thing?

[Private to Ratchet]

Ratchet? I have something to ask you.

[Private to Perceptor]

You owe me that story.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Pf.

You sound like the last guy I asked out. Next thing you'll say is "It's not you it's me", right?

I won't fucking let you die, okay? I don't care what happens. You.

Matter. A lot to me. Too late to go back on it.

[He looks hurt and confused.]

I...it's not you, though.

_{Please don't be upset}.

[Deep breath.]

Please just. Don't fucking push me away. I can't handle that right now.

You're not allowed to die, okay?

..._{Okay. I won't.}

I'll try not to, Karrie. [But he can't promise.]

Good. Because you coming in here all. All fucking nice and caring what the fuck happens to me with the-

Everything. You don't bail on me now. No.

[BE MY FRIEND GOD DAMN IT.]

Now get your ass down here. We're going for a walk.

I-I'm not talking about bailing, Vandal. [He's a little startled by her vehemence.]

I...uh. Yes. All right.[H-how does this happen?]

Okay. Good. Sorry you just. Kind of freaked me out.

See you soon, big guy.

I'm sorry. I'm not really very good at this 'friend' thing, I guess.

[But he wins for sincerity?]

Be there soon. [So many mixed feelings because he doesn't want to be prodded but....]

It's okay. Neither am I, to be perfectly honest.

I'll be waiting.

[And she will be, seated on a gross old couch in the junk heap.]

[He manages a grin.] Guess we'll figure it out together.

[And he cuts the feed to transform, rolling up to her coordinates.]

So. Where's this mobile home thing? [Because he is going to derail this whole 'exam' thing as long as possible.]

Yeah. I guess we will.

[She stands up when she sees him, dusting her RIG off. and pointing over at a rather boxy situation behind her.]

That right there. Is my new home sweet home.

[One hell of a fixer-upper.]

It's....uh.

[It's...wow. Did someone drop it on its trailer hitch?]

...cozy.

Sure is! Just gotta re-do some things and it'll be great.

So basically we just need to get it back to a location where I can work on it...

[She thinks for a moment.]

To be honest I haven't picked which temple I should stick it near.

You could...maybe ask Perceptor to help? If you need it?

[He feels bad mentioning Perceptor's name, when the mech had barely seemed to want to talk to him. But Perceptor was good at this sort of thing. And maybe that would make him happy: to be useful. Outside of war.]

I'm thinking you're getting sick of Solus's temple. [It's meant as a joke: he snuck out of there himself.]

Ah, maybe. He's kind of an ice-queen, though. I feel kind of bad asking for favors after I threw him on his ass the other day.

[She snorts, laughs and then winces, holding her side.]

Nice one. And yeah, kind of.

.....you what? [He doesn't know whether to laugh or be weirded out.]

[He frowns. She's lecturing him about taking care of himself?]

I-I'm at Vector's. [It's not really an invitation. Just....saying.]

I threw him. With my RIG. See, Whirl decided it was 'grab and fly off with the human' day, and Perceptor shot him in the ass and nearly killed us both. I got a little annoyed.

[SHRUG.]

Vector's it is.

Oh. [Whirl. That explained...a lot.]

Perceptor was a Wrecker, Vandal. He can handle it. Have you talked to him since?

['Because I could' is just about on the edge of his vocalizer, before he bites it back. Yeah, not such a great idea.]

...you don't have to. [It was just a thought: he didn't think Liege's climate was a good idea.]

But Wing's there too. [That's good, right? He remembers how well you two hit it off.]

Yeah. I guess he felt bad or whatever so we went out and shot the shit for a while.

[Really they... actually shot shit.]

Ah, I don't know. I'd feel safer there, anyway.

[That slips out before she can think better of it. God way to make people think you don't need protecting.]

... Not that I can't watch my own ass but. Ah. Yeah.

So. You can ask him for this. He'll help.

[He's...better off not knowing.]

I know Wing would welcome you there as well.

[He shrugs. ]

It's always good to be around friends. That's all.

Maybe.

[She hates to bother people, ironically.]

Yeah... it is. So let's get this underway. Do I like-

Hitch this to your bumper or do we just push?

[He pauses, thinking over her reaction. Oh. Right. Got it.]

I don't mean to imply you can't do it all yourself. It's nothing like that. Just thought maybe it would be, you know, nice to have someone to work with it on.

...to my what?!

No it's okay. I guess it would. It's just... haha to be honest things are still a little weird. I'm used to doing everything on my own.

[Oh deep in headlights.]

Your... bumper? Is that uh. Is that weird? Oh god did I just ask to attach something to your ass?

I mean, you can if you want. But trust me, it's better to have a team.

[Pretty much. You forward, forward thing, you!]

I...uh...I'm not sure if that's possible? [He's pretty sure it would be uncomfortable, though. In SO many ways.]

Yeah, it's been a while since I worked on a project with another person.

I guess it'll stop Starscream from riding my ass about it, too.

[Wince.]

Ah... haha. Pushing it is, then.

[She makes a few adjustments and powers up her Kinesis module.]

Should we take this in shifts then? I'll push for a while, and once my module runs out, then you can have a go at it?

[video]

[video]

[video]

[video]

[video]

[video]

[video]

[video-->action?]

[Action!]

[Action!]

[Action!]

[Action!]

[Action!]

[Action!]

[Action!]

[Action!]

[Action!]

[Action!]

[Action!]

[Action!]

[Action!]

[Action!]

[Action!]

[Action!]

[Action!]