[Video/Action; Originating from Vector Prime's temple] Pata-pata!

[perfavore]

 [UGH. That is not the audio function. Stupid new body.

Have you ever seen an angry Italian Ferrari robot? Well if you have, you probably haven't seen them in six-inch form.  The Link opens up to show Mirage, and it's obvious to see that something about him has changed. Compared to everything else around him he seems...more petite. Not that it stops him. The bot is rather stubborn, and is making his way around Vector Prime's temple (at a snail's pace, mind you), hoping he could just voice-talk his way through this problem, get it solved and move on with his life.

However, luck is not on this guy's side today, so congrats everyone! You're looking at bitty!Mirage! And...he's not too happy, rattling off curse words in both Italian AND Cybertronian. That's not good language, mister )8<

On the front of his chestplate is the Cybertronian glyph for "Mirage".  An...odd aesthetic.]

Dio mio...This is embarrassing...

[If Shockwave or Barricade see this--]

Ironhide. Anyone. I require some assistance.

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[Action]

[perfavore]

[Oomph! That was quite the ride. And now he's a car inside of car.

Interesting.]

Weird? How so...?

[Action]

[raceme]

[Carception! He's not driving too fast so you don't get hurt inside there. Feel free to explore around.]

It's hard to explain I'VE been having bad dream too. [Such nightmares, in fact.]

Re: [Action]

[perfavore]

[Don't mind if he does! He's just going to inspect this interior that seems far more fancy than his, and HE'S A FERRARI!]

Nightmares? Is it too personal to ask?

[raceme]

[He got the coolest interior, really modern. Blurr's really proud of his alt mode. the seats are very comfy too.]

Hmm...noitsfine. And yes nightmares but those are common this are just different than my usual ones. I LOOK different too.

[perfavore]

Nightmares seem to be the normal occurrence for many of us, it seems.

...You do?

[Don't mind him if he starts looking.]

[raceme]

Y-YES [Blurr's is distressed but he tries to sound more serious than anything.]Sometimes ^{my eyes} were red and I said _{horrible things} to people.

[Not at all.]

[perfavore]

That is...not a good sign.

[He seems to be climbing the seat right now to get a better view of where they're going.]

Can you control it?

[raceme]

I know. [Blurr is more concerned about the memory gaps in his processor that are happening from time to time, but he keeps that to himself.]

I ^try to not fall into recharge I HAVEN'T <sub>done that in four days.

[That's also why he's not as fas as his usual self. They're close to the junk pile now, since that's in the middle of the heaven. The tall piles of debris cast some shadows already.]</sub>

[perfavore]

You have not recharged in four days. You are going to run yourself dry, Blurr.

[He makes himself comfortable on that seat, making a little nest out of the cushion.]

[raceme]

No don't worry I know for certain that I can stay longer without recharging. IT'S merely tiring. [And really bad for his health, nomatter what he says.

He can feel that, little one.] Thelightisgoingout...[Better to speed up, grab onto something.]

[perfavore]

[His nails latch onto that seat when he picks up the pace, looking up at the windshield.]

You will rest once you are looked at by a doctor. Like I will be.

[raceme]

[I really hope he's holding onto that tightly because Blurr comes to such sudden stop that it's a miracle one of his tires is not threw off.

Doctors.



Doctors.



Like Ratchet.



He's sure he can't face one of those now, not after Soundwave.]

[perfavore]

[Wait, what.

No he wasn't holding on that tightly but NOW he's very good friends with your dashboard.

Don't mind all that Italian cursing. It's normal.]

IDIOTA!!

[raceme]

[Curse as much as you want it's entirely justified.

Bluur is not responding. He could very much be dead to the world right now.]

[perfavore]

...

[He's used to a response. This is new...]

What is wrong.

[raceme]

[What isn't wrong?

Everything is such a mess right now.]

I will leave you in the medbay but I'm NOT going inside there and I'm not seeing any doctors. [If he sees a laser scalpel he might lose it.]

[perfavore]

...

[So Blurr has a problem with medics. That's slightly problematic.]

Oh? And why is this?

[raceme]

[Nope.

Still not answering.

But he's going to start driving again, be happy with that.]

[perfavore]

Blurr.

[Well, at least he's driving, but the fact that the chatty bot is silent is a tad worrying.]

Explain, per favore.

[raceme]

[It still takes him a few minutes to answer.]


... DO I have to?

[perfavore]

I will not force you, but I will understand.

[raceme]

...

[Still around 10 minutes of silence, and then.]

It's because of those NIGHTMARES I've been having one of them involves a doctor.

[perfavore]

...Blurr.

[He holds his hand out, rubbing the seat gently.]

It is alright. If it will help, I will go with you.

[raceme]

[That relaxes him, surprisingly enough.]

Thank you Mirage...but you are ^tiny now. [...which means he should come with you to make sure the crazy doctors don't hurt you ;w;.]

[perfavore]

[He couldn't tell. Thanks for keeping him updated.

no just kidding]

Si. But I am not afraid.