re_alignment | [Voice]

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✘ 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.

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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?

It's a new start, here. Why not give it a shot?

[Oh good. Anything's better than that exam she keeps threatening him with.]

Your module runs out? ...Let me go first.

Yeah. [She laughs.] You know sometimes I still wonder if I'm really dead and this is some kind of weird afterlife.

[She shrugs.]

Alright, but don't overdo it.

If it is, I have a better imagination than I thought.

[He steps over to the mobile home, studying where he can lift.]

Vandal. [He grins.] Are you trying to nag me?

Hey, who said this is would be your dream? You're the best robot-knight-samurai friend I never knew I wanted.

[It should be simple to lift and push by the old bumper.]

What if I am? Somebody has to take care of your pointy butt.

[He has no idea how to react when you say things like that.]

I hope it's a good dream?

[He lifts the bumper, and gives it an experimental push.]

It's not your job, Karrie.

It is, actually. Weird but... good.

[Well, it seems to roll okay at least. She joins him in the pushing, even though next to him she's next to useless, but it's better to at least make the effort.]

What if I want it to be?

[He grins down at her, pushing. ] See? Working together. You don't have to do everything by yourself.

[You see? You see why he's going to be so confused about the love letter when you talk like that?]

_{then it is}

Yeah. Neither do you.

[Honestly she's starting to confuse herself. It's been so long since she's had such a good friend though... that must be it.]

That a promise?

[Ouch. Touche.]

Don't try to lecture me when I'm lecturing you.

...I'm going to regret agreeing to this, aren't I? [He laughs, shrugging, pushing the mobile home.] Take care of this, first, though.

Oho- what'cha gonna do about it?

[Have a challenging grin.]

Maybe. Maybe not. [Well they're moving it right along at least.]

Step on you?

[It's supposed to be a joke. Because he has no idea.]

So what do you need to fix this thing up?

Owch, Drift. I thought you liked me.

[She just snorts, knowing full well he was joking.]

Eh, various stuff. Probably gonna strip it down and rebuild the shell from scratch. I don't know how the plumbing or electrical is, but I'll probably have to do a whole overhaul.

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