re_alignment | [VIDEO] [TRANSMISSION ORIGINATING FROM: JUNKPILE]

Entry tags:

tf: idw | wing

[VIDEO] [TRANSMISSION ORIGINATING FROM: JUNKPILE]

[The feed opens to a reveal Wing, composed though a tad concerned.]

Greetings. I am Wing. I am searching for a certain medic who's name I regrettably did not get. Autobot, airframe, white red and cyan. Discernible by an unfortunately notable lack of hands.

[He'd leave that part out, because gosh, who needs to be treated to gory descriptions upon a first or even second communication with a stranger, but it really is the greatest identifying feature of the mech he's looking for.]

I met him in the Junk Pile and left him to seek aid, but when I returned he was gone.

Doctor, I hope you're out there and managed to make it to safety by other means. If so could you let me know? Or if anyone else has seen him and can share his whereabouts or condition I'd appreciate it.

Thank you.

((Mostly tying up loose ends here, but run where ever you want with this. ;) ))

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[What point? That Drift is an idiot who doesn't know when to stop?]

Your problem is you expect your enemy to fight fair. [Which they don't. And Drift has struggled with this, himself, trained to fight to win, as if nothing else matters. But it does matter--he'd fallen so far by not paying attention to the methods he was using.]

Wing. [He gives a frustrated sigh. Because he does understand. But he also knows combat. And he knows you.] Protect others. But please. Leave the worst of it to those of us more...expendable.

[Yes. 'Fierce conviction' sounds prettier though and doesn't insult your intelligence.]

You're likely right about that. [He know there were plenty that didn't fight fair. But knowing the fact and making it part of your instinctive defense were two different things. And Wing hadn't faced the harsh reality of manipulative opponents enough to make it part of his tactical response.] All the more reason to show me different. What's better, to chance learning it in real combat again, or with someone who will pull blows at the last second?

[He starts, as if struck by your words. His tone is fierce, a slightly wild, almost angry look to his optics.] Expendable!? Drift. How can you--Arghh!--Far from it. You may be a frontliner but I can't let you think that. You mean too much to me!

[Drift has gotten better at pretty speeches. But not about himself. He doesn't hide the truth from himself.]

I don't want you to have to learn that. [He'd rather throw himself in the way of any attack on you.] But I know you're going to learn it anyway. The same way you left the city when you wanted to.

[A frustrated, but fond smile.] Nothing stops you when you want something, Wing.

[He twitches back at Wing's vehemence.] But...it's...it's what I do, Wing. It's the only thing I've ever done. [The words are hesitant, because, well, he's never faced anyone saying anything like that to him before. He looks......slightly terrified.]

[Speeches can be pretty and still truthful! You may have to get creative though.]

That's true, I'd just find someone else. [It's a mutual feeling. Really, there's so much heroic daring and martyrdom between you both it should be illegal.] But I'd rather it be you. Think of it as returning the favor.

[Wing ex-vents carefully, optics flickering as he blinks and collects himself.] I--I'm sorry Drift. It's just... I know you'll always be a frontliner. It's what you're best at. But...don't ever think yourself expendable. Please? Least of all while I live. [His words are soft now, but heavy with emotion, a slight edge of desperation in them. He can't--he won't--be given this second chance and have it wasted because you don't know how much you have yet to live for.]

[His mouth twitches, almost angrily, at the thought. Oops. Turns out Drift has a jealous side. That's what happens when you give something valuable to a mech who's never had anything.]

Don't. I'll do it. [Because you may trust someone else; he doesn't.]

_{Please don't talk about 'while you live'}.

[There's a lift of an optic ridge at that. Not that he minds. No, no.]

Good, I'm glad. [And by the sounds of it, he's looking forward to it.]

[Wing leans forward, his helm tiling as he regards you with a hopeful smile.] I can do to that, if you'll stop talking like you're not worthwhile. Because you're worth a whole lot to me.

You won't be when I'm done with you. [It's said as a joke, but there's truth behind it. Four million years of fighting, Wing. He knows just about every trick, dirty or not, in the book.]

[I-it's like you just keep handing him things to emo about, Wing.]

_{I know.} You threw your life away on me before.

Really!? I'd say turnabout is fair play but that sort of flies in the face of what we're trying to do. [There's another joke there but he doesn't make it.] But really, I am glad. I rather thought you'd agree and then hold back.

[It's a talent. Both the handing and the emo. Thankfully Wing is also patient.]

Do you? ...And I thought we weren't going to talk about dying anymore? Tsk.

Edited 2012-07-09 20:22 (UTC)

I won't be trying to change you, Wing. [Another half-serious comment, skirting toward a compliment. He's so bad at this. But he doesn't want you changed. At all.]

...[Touche.]

You're right. You aren't even allowed to think about it. [A glimmer of a smile.]

Ha, no...I imagine not. [He'll take it all to spark regardless.]

Now, that really should go both ways. If we aren't going to be fair in the sparring ring, at least let's be fair with words! [That glimmer? It looks good on you by the way.]

But maybe we could find a way to make it...interesting. [You made him fight for his freedom, before. Surely it's only fair.]

Who said I was going to be fair? You weren't. [Oh yeah, Mr 'Then learn'? Oh, he's almost looking forward to this.]

[He peers at you with keen curiosity masquerading as suspicion.] You know I'm all for interesting.

[Okay, you've got a point there.] I've got this coming, don't I?

We'll have to figure out how interesting you want it to get.

[A smirk.] Too late to repent, now, Wing.

Is that a promise? [A sly grin.]

Far too late. I suppose I'll have to pay in full.

I don't make promises I don't intend to keep.

Sounds like you're already surrendering.

I'll take that as a yes.

Not so soon. You'll have to work for it, believe me.

You can take it any way you want.

[Wow Drift is really bad at innuendo.]

You sound pretty confident you're going to win, when you don't even know what the game is.

Ha! I'll take it as a challenge then.

[You've always been best at the direct approach.]

[Sweetly.] Please Do enlighten me. Or better yet, demonstrate.

You know it would be a real shame to all air frames to lose to a grounder, Wing.

[Better prepare yourself.]

I'd demonstrate but you're all the way over there.

[Oh! Doubly challenged then is it!?]

I could jump at that comment and fly over there so fast your head would spin... [Because that wouldn't at all be like a lovesick fool jumping at the opportunity to get at his intended paramour.] ...but somehow I don't think Liege leaves the windows open this late at night.

[If he could find a way to triple it, he would.]

[Maybe the Wreckers weren't a good influence on him.]

You'd let a little thing like a window stop you? [Tsk.] I just think you're afraid of being shown up.

[Have a glaring Pharma.]

Drift. There are still several puddles of rust in the hallway that need to be cleaned up before Liege returns.

I would do it myself, but I'm afraid I don't have the tools necessary. [He indicates his bare wrists.]

Would you mind?

[ACK! Do not want!]

[Wing starts at Pharma's sudden appearance on the vid stream. For a few moments he looks a bit like he's been caught doing something untold, but that's swiftly overcome by soft bouts of snickering emerging from behind his raised hand.]

[ASDKDSFKSG!! How long have you been watching, Pharma?!]

[That sound in the background may be Drift's deflating happy. Pwweeeeeeeeeeee.]

I-I'll get right on that. I'm sorry.

[He's so whipped.]

[Quite a while actually! Sorry, he was bored.]

Much appreciated.

[Grin] Have a good evening, Wing.

Edited 2012-07-14 00:02 (UTC)

[VIDEO] [TRANSMISSION ORIGINATING FROM: JUNKPILE]

[Video]

[Video]

[Video]

[Video]

[Video]

[Video]

[Video]

[Video]

[Video]

[Video]

[Video]

[Video]

[Video]

[Video]

[Video]

Re: [Video]

[Video]

[Video]

[Video]

[Video]

[Video]

/threadjack [Video]

/threadjack [Video]

[Video]

Re: [Video]

[Video]

[Video]

[Video]