re_alignment | [Video] [Transmission originating from Junk Pile]

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[Video] [Transmission originating from Junk Pile]

[Despite having found haven in the Solian temple, Wheeljack wasn't one to stick around in one place. It made him positively antsy, and to be honest, there wasn't much to do there. The longer he stayed, the longer Ratchet would mother-hen him into thinking something was wrong with his processor, or that a dent on his chassis meant irreparable damage. As touching as that was, he decided to stretch his wheels. It's not like they could do anything or go anywhere, after all, so he headed towards the only place he knew of: the junk pile.

Not that he minded that. It was a good place to search for materials. Something to make a good grenade with. Because really, with two Starscreams and counting he had to make sure he had the perfect present for them if the time called for it. And he couldn't rely on the one latched to his hip permanently. It was bound to be used sooner or later.

Figuring he could use a bit of help in this area, he decided to switch on the communicator.]

So...anyone want to go on a treasure hunt?

[He could be seen digging through a pile, tossing out this and that.]

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....Treasure? [Korra's curiously, and reminded of her mother's stories about Water Tribe pirates when she was a little girl in the South Pole.]

Yeah, I'm in need of some supplies. Think I can find em in this junk pile but...the more the merrier, right?

Who knows, maybe you'll find somethin'.

A waterskin would be nice, not to mention some other things....

'Kay, I'll meet you there?

Sounds good, tiny. I'll keep an eye out for you.

[And he does, his optics darting around for any newcomer. He's only seen Korra's face, so he's going to have to be extra diligent in spotting her.]

[Korra feels a little gratified when she walks up to Wheeljack, and he still hasn't spotted her yet, despite his clear efforts to be more watchful.]

'Tiny?' [She calls up to him.] Yeah, tiny enough to sneak up on you.

[Wheeljack does a double take when he looks down at her, giving a little smirk back. So the girl was a little cheeky. He could work with that.]

Calls em as I sees em. Nice stealth work.

Thanks.

Name's Korra, by the way. What's yours? Don't think we've met before....

[Wheeljack kneels down. He had to admit, he liked this girl's spark.]

Name's Wheeljack. Can't recall seein' ya either. You got here from this ol' junkpile too?

Yep, woke up here by myself, until I ran into Knock Out.

[Annnd his face slightly drops.]

So ya met the Doc. Surprised he didn't try to slice ya open.

[OOC: This should be interesting.]

Why the hell would he do that?

[OOC: LOL oh Korra~]

...You're new, aren't ya.

The Doc Knock's known for breakin' his patients instead of fixin' em.

[Flat stare.] What was your first clue?

He was more of a patient than me, busted up like he was....

[He reaches over, picking up a random piece of debris and inspecting it as he talks.]

Musta been after I freed him from the pile. Either way, he's not always been too kind to organics like you.

So you helped him out?

[Korra bends some rock debris away--just taking a martial stance and punching, and the debris moves seemingly of its own accord--trying to clear a path toward something that looks metallic and slightly shining.]

Well, he's been cool with me.

[He watches with mild interest. Can...all humans do that? He'll just keep an eye on that while you work, Korra. Not that he's interested or anything.]

Well, more like to help my friend. They were kinda tangled up together.

...Um, what? What do you mean--tangled?

[He starts sifting through the path that Korra created, picking up a small helmet and putting it on Korra's head.]

Yannow, legs locked in each other, one big mess of bot.

[OOC: OMG, did you happen to read about my armor request in the items thread? Either way, I'm rolling with this, because my request was approved and I've been meaning to implement it. :D]

I...what...where they...?

[Korra thankfully distracts herself with a new shiny thing as Wheeljack places the helmet on her head--it's a very familiar red. Korra excitedly takes it off, examining it.]

A Fire Nation helm! [Korra practically squeals with delight. She rolls the helmet around in her hands.] This is so like the one I wore for my firebending exam! [Korra jams the helmet back on her head and follows Wheeljack, beginning to look eagerly around.]

Maybe the rest of the armor's here too!

[OOC: Helmet looks like the above icon.]

Edited 2012-07-04 06:07 (UTC)

[OOC: Ahhh! No I didn't actually! That worked out...way too perfectly. I just picked something at complete random!]

It was kinda funny, actually, if you knew the two who were tangled up. They're kinda like rivals, yannow? And to see em in one scrapheap...I couldn't help but make a joke.

[And then he gets to witness her utter glee at a helmet. Granted he has no idea what 'Fire Nation' and 'firebending' are, but that doesn't mean he won't ask.]

Ya lost me.

[He plucks it off her head, holding it between his index finger and thumb, examining it.]

This standard issue where you come from?

[OOC: It was just so perfect, I had to ask.]

Rivals in what?

[Korra looks up, up, craning her neck to watch Wheeljack check out the helmet. She feels slightly unnerved at that reminder of how he utterly dwarfs her.]

For some, yeah. It's normal for firebender training.

[After inspecting it, he returns it to her head, giving a little playful tap on it. It suits you, Korra.]

Medical expertise. Doctor vs. Doctor, yannow?

[And then he has to ask.]

Okay, I'll bite. What's firebendin'?

[Korra grins at the playful tap. Then it starts to dawn on her.]

Oh hey, are you talking about Ratchet?

[Korra's eyes bug out. Then she looks embarrassed.]

Sorry, I forgot you probably wouldn't know. Firebending's what my world calls manipulating the element of fire--like this--

[Korra lights up a fireball in her hand, quickly tosses it back and forth between her hands, then snaps it out.]

Ta-da.

[He gives a hearty laugh in return.]

So you've met the ol' doc! Yeah, that's him alright.

[And then he watches Korra's display, and he'd be lying if he wasn't slightly impressed.]

You organics get more and more creative every time I see ya.

Are Ratchet and Knock Out the only ones you know here?

[Korra grins at the compliment. She walks forward, carefully sidestepping Wheeljack, as she begins to climb up a pile, picking at it as she goes, searching for glimpses of red.]

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