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

[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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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.]

[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.

[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.]

[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!!

[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.]

...

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

What is wrong.

[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.]

...

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

Oh? And why is this?

[Nope.

Still not answering.

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

Blurr.

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

Explain, per favore.

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

... DO I have to?

I will not force you, but I will understand.

...

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

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

...Blurr.

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

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

[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;.]

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

no just kidding]

Si. But I am not afraid.

[:< ]

I know

I still don't want you to get hurt because ^of me.

...It is what comrades are for, Blurr.

[Ey look, they are in front of Solus Temple already! Blurr stops, wayyyyy more slowly this time.]

Hm... Fine...thank you Mirage.

[Mirage sees it, immediately hopping to the door to try and open it.]

Gratze, mio amico.

[A hand gently runs along the door, hoping to comfort the now-larger bot.]

[It is a comforting touch indeed, BLurr replies with a soft revving of his engine. He has butterfly door so those move up slowly to not scare the tiny mech and allow him to get out.

Blurr changes back to robot mode, leaning down with the palm of his hand open so Mirage can sit on it again.]

[Mirage pounces out of the car, landing in a crouched position to survey the area. It seemed clear, and the transformation noise behind him causes his head to spin around, still a bit shocked.

It was so much louder than usual.

He blinks at the hand for a few moments before climbing into it.]

[Mirage survey the area, in his actual size, was a really cute image but Blurr keeps it to himself. He wonders if he looks like that in front of the other much bigger bots.

He pulls the red mech closer to his chest one more time and walks inside the temple, looking for the medbay. Once they get there, Blurr peers out of the door, checking who's in there.]

[Mirage perches on the edges of Blurr's fingertips, peeking over them like some kind of Solid Snake fanboy. He was trusting the agent to be his eyes, as he couldn't see as well from the position Blurr was holding him.]

Is anyone there?

[Soon enough he will have an "!" on top of his head if someone surprises him.]

Hm...nnnoooo looks like everyone's out.

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