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[audio, switches to video] - Vector Prime's temple

---frag it.

Okay, if any of you are guilty of this [The video switches on to show most of Blurr on one of the walkways in around Vector Prime's temple, clearly collapsed and offline.] I'm gonna find ya and then punch you!

[Cliffjumper's not even looking at the feed or particularly concerned in making it stable as he shakes Blurr's shoulder again.]

Blurr?

He doesn't look injured but it's hard to tell so, uh... if any medic could swing by at some point that's probably a good idea. I can get him to his room.

[Well, he thinks. He still feels tired and achy from whatever this... flu-like thing is, but it shouldn't be that big of a problem.]

((OOC: Blurr will respond to the post as well, as he'll wake up quickly from his dive!))

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You could what? [He's aware he's almost repeating himself, but it's hard not to when Blurr is saying things like that, so for a moment he just stares before he catches himself with a slow shake of his helm.]

Uh... sure--- [And then he stabs a finger at Blurr.] But what the slag were you thinkin'? Why'd ya do that in the air--- [Excuse the glitching of his vocaliser and his vents rattling - he's not really well from that strange flu yet.]

I could sense it tick, sense how it went by each millisecond as I stood there. At some point if felt slower than usual and then I was on the floor. [Blurr can only imagine how this sounds to someone who doesn't know what time feels like. It sounds crazy to him too.]

Thank yo...ouch. [Oi, oi, that hurts.] IT wasn't PLANNED!

[It does sound really weird, and Cliffjumper just stares and then scowls, giving Blurr a slap on his shoulder kibble instead. You've got armour, Blurr, you can take it!]

You're an idiot! [He cares, that's all.] How the frag did ya activate it without meaning to? The flying I could see, but this?

[Usually he would be able to take it. But today, after stopping time by accident? he's pretty much drained of any energy he had and the slap makes him fall face first on the floor.]

Ghnnngmm...mmmpphhmmmm! [Perhaps he should stand up before trying to answer.]

... uh. Blurr? [Maybe he should've expected that, but no, he didn't really. After a moment, Cliffjumper remebers himself and pulls Blurr back into a sitting position.]

This made you that tired? Fraggin' pit, mech.

[Yes, it made him this tired. It was a brief but really draining experience and he's not sure how many attempts he will have to try to get used to this new ability. Blurr's slightly concerned but he refrains from voicing his concerns in front of Cliffjumper, no point on worrying him further. Instead, he gives him a weak smile when his friend helps him to stand up.]

T-thanks. I guess I'm more tired than I first thought.

Hey, careful. [Cliffjumper huffs, static escaping as well, annoyed and relieved at the same time that Blurr is... sort of... okay.]

Can ya stand up yet? We can just stay here for a bit, but we gotta move ya to your room when you can actually walk.

[He feels bad for causing such trouble and he's trying his best to stand still without falling again.]

No no NO no no I'm fine really. I just wasn't expecting that. I can walk with no problem or perhaps fly . [Or hover, if only.]

Like fraggin' slag you're flying! Or anything but walking! I'd carry ya if I felt better.

[Watch him yank you back down into a sitting position, Blurr.] Sit your blasted aft down, you rusting glitch. If ya need to rest some more before we move, we wait, and then we walk over to your room.

[Blurr winces, surprised by his friend's outburst. He doesn't dare to contradict him again.] L-let stay here for a few more minutes then, please. Sit with me?

[He huffs and then drops down to sit beside Blurr, legs crossed.]

Sure. [The sideways glance Blurr's gifted with next is part serious, but mostly joking.]else you'd like to tell me before ya drop unconsious when it happens?

Thanks. [He fights the urge to lean against Cliffjumper.]

I will try to add that to my schedule. Note to self: Don't pass out without Cliffjumper's permission. [He's half joking as well, obviously.]

Don't worry about it.

[He looks away quickly and then glanced back, snickering.] Ya slaggin' well better! [There's an elbow in Blurr's side, but not a hard one.]

Or at least do it when someone's around. But really, anythin' else you haven't told me yet, huh? [Mostly joking but, well...]

[Blurr chuckles at that and then smiles further when he realizes that he didn't fall this time!]

I will be more careful, you have my word. Does Frank count as 'someone'? [Oh, Cliff, you had to ask.] Well I...I met Vector before he left.

... No, Frank slaggin' well doesn't count! [Despite the vehemence of his words, he's laughing, then sobers up and gives Blurr a narrow stare.]

Uh-huh... and what'd he say?

I bet he will disagree with you and yip really loudly. [Blurr smiles back and then he gets more serious.]

He told me that time is alive. He told me that I could control it too thanks to the glyph.

He's a slaggin' turbofox. He can complain all he wants, doesn't make it any less true! [He huffs, slightly amused before his expression narrows.]

... He what? Ya do realise how that sounds right?? Suppose the 'controllin' it' is kinda correct though, considerin' what just happened. [A grumble.] But that was fraggin' light on the 'controllin'' part.

Frank can complain as much as he wants and be sure he will do that nonstop. [Crazy nervous creatures, those turbofoxes.]

Yes, I do realize that it sounds crazy. I also have no doubt it's 100% true. [One of Blurr's hands moves to rub the glyph on his arm almost without thinking about it.] I need to get better at it, he told me to practice for that reason.

I'll turn off my audio receptors if I have to. [Cliffjumper grins and then immediately grimaces, shaking his helm.]

Slag it all. And that ain't even fraggin' safe for ya to do, considerin' what just happened! [He throws his arms up, aggravated.]

Ohyouthinkthatwillwork. Cute. [Blurr goes from jocking to being serious as well, what a confusing conversation.]

It's not unsafe if I manage to control it. This was just an accident. If I get better at it thing of what I could do, how many people could be saved if another crisis strikes.

[Blurr doesn't think this is the best moment to tell Cliff that he become and initiate, so maybe those are news for another day.] I'm sorry that I alwasy sorry you so much.

'Course it will. [He waves a hand lazily in the air, then grunts.]

Well, I suppose it's fair that ya do, since I do the same from time to time. [He grins briefly.] But if the fraggin' trainin' needed to get better at it leads to this how the slag are ya gonna be able to do it, huh?

[useful or not, if it means the user just collapses unconcious, how's that a good thing?]

Uh hum...[And with that, he finishes the not-really argument.]

That is true. [He nudges Cliff's side briefly.] I'm sure this is not supposed to happen OTHERWISE it would be a rather absurd gift. I'm not used to it, that's all.

If ya have to get used to it to make it work right, that's kinda dangerous you know. [Then he sighs and grimaces.] But you might be right.

How you feel about standin' up, Blurr?

[Standing up himself, Cliffjumper held a hand out in offered assistance.]<7small>

What isn't dangerous around here, Cliff? Besides, what is life without a little danger? besideslongerofcourse.

[He rolls his shoulders and looks up before taking the hand with a smile.]

I'm not dizzy anymore but still tired. Let's go to the temple. Do you want to stay over for the night? We could talk or watch some movie.

Yeah, true. [He grins as he pulls Blurr up, and it's not the danger as such he's protesting against (because that'd be hypocritical even if he can totally be that too), but rather the fact that he'd prefer it if it was a situation that just was, or turned, dangerous, or there were more preparation. But Blurr was just blindly having these things happen.]

... And I can do that, sure. [The grin, breifly, turns a bit softer as Cliffjumper shrugs.] If ya want. It ain't like it's particularly far for me to go back to my room tomorrow.

[A snicker as he steps away from Blurr to keep an optic on how he walks without support.]

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