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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...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.

Hmm. That is a shame.

[Don't mind him still trying to get a good look.]

[Blurr notices and moves his hands down to the floor, so he can look all by himself and the place is deserted.]

[Have you ever seen a tiny robot do stealth ops? It's pretty freakin hilarious. He hops down, immediately tumbling and scurrying over towards one of the berths, attempting to climb it.

And for a little guy, he doesn't do an overall bad job of it!]

[If he were human you would be giving him diabetes right now, Mirage.

Blurr's debating if he should help or if the other mech would be offended by that. he decided that he will only interfere if Mirage is going to fall back.]

[Good call on that. He hates being treated like he can't do something. Thankfully, he scales that berth, pulling himself onto it to get a look around.]

The coast is clear, obviously, but I do not see any tools lying around either.

[So does Blurr, he understand. Blurr could clap, but he stosp himself because that would ruin the moment.]

it's strange that no doctors are here USUALLY there's at least First Aid ...UHm...I could run a scan? [He doesn't know much about medicine but there's a machine right there that he knows how to use.]

[The little bot is slightly hesitant, his wings twitching idly as he listens to Blurr...but there's no way this bot would hurt him, right? He gives a slight nod.]

It could not hurt.

[no no there isn't. And if it starts hurting Blurr will stop. He grabs a machine that looks like a giant tv remote control and aims it at Mirage.] Okay let me do a few adjustments...youareagrounder......okay ready.

[He moves the device up and down Mirage, scanning him quickly thanks to his tiny body.]

[Mirage holds perfectly still. He's had scans before, so he knows the drill, but still, there's something to be said for being 1/30th of what you used to be.]

What are the results? Anything?

No all it's normal... [He was clearly expecting something too.] Thankfully your ^size change didn't affect your inner workings.

[What. NOTHING'S DIFFERENT?!]

But I am smaller.

[Thank you Captain Obvious.]

And e-ve-ry-thing inside you got smallered at once. [Smallered is totes a word.] Looks like you are ALRIGHT that's a good thing.

[While most bots would be relieved that there's nothing wrong with them, Mirage is less than pleased, folding his arms and turning away.]

That is terrible news.

[Those wings fold down.]

It means there is no reason for me to be like this.

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