☼ Wing ☼ (
winged_knight) wrote in
re_alignment2012-09-13 09:01 pm
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[Video][Transmitting from Junk Pile's edge near Megatronus's Quadrant]
[The Link flickers on to revel darkness cut by a single shaft of pale light. Only the tip of a pointed silver footplate is visible in the light, occupying the immediate foreground. From there the view travels up, the darkness marred only but the soft gray lines of a white frame punctuated by blood red accents seated in the background.]
[The helm swivels, sharp white audials slicing through the air as the glow of red optics comes into view.]
Fellow Haveners, refugees, it's Wing again.
[The voice: it’s very definitely wrong. It’s not Drift’s but it’s not Wing’s. It's almost a beautiful melding of the two but with a dark, sticky-sweet coating. He moves like a ghost, slipping from his perch to come down to your level.]
Please disregard my earlier broadcast. I assure you there's nothing to worry about. Aside from a slight frame mix-up-- [the helm leans further into view stopping just short of a ray of light, revealing Drift's features instead of Wing's] --which appears to just be a thing that's been happening of late, I feel peeeerfectly fine. Mooore than fine, in fact.
[It’s much of the same cadence and language that Wing uses, but his normally gracious words carry none of their usual earnest weight, instead sounding overly casual and almost patronizing.]
The only thing that's not fine is that I don't know where Drift is. [A thread of irritation--insolence--that gets covered quickly and his tone becomes sweet again.]
But maybe there's someone out there that can help me with that. Speaking of...
[Wing will just call out a few people of interest now, and not bother locking any of the frequencies. What would that accomplish?]
[To Soundwave]
Soundwave. Why so blue? It’s horribly depressing. Not to mention boorish. You’re better than that. Can’t you make some beautiful music for me? [Oh, there's a look that promises something in return, should you indulge him.]
[To Kagerou]
My friend Kagerou. You said recently that you wanted to start living. I was happy to be there to cheer you on. Now I'm ready to step up and take you places. Do you really want to start living? Come find me and I'll show you.
[To Perceptor]
Perceptor, did they lock you up for those shootings yet? No? Good. We could have some fun with that overactive trigger finger of yours. I’ve better uses for it. [Have a impish little smile.]
[To Pharma]
Oh Pharma... [He waves a hand casually.] Just wondering how it feels to know you touch the world through Decepticon crafted hands? Self servicing must be a real conflict of interest now.
[To Blurr]
Blurr, [it comes out as a purr almost, as if caressing the syllables as they leave his mouth.] You naughty thing. I’ve been watching you. I saw what you did. I just have to say...Bravo. [A slow clap, dark fingers into a cool metal palm.] Veeeery entertaining. Please, let us have mooore.
I do wonder though...how you think you’ll get your police force off the ground with behaviour like that. But I guess we didn’t really need it anyway. That’s no fun, right?
[To Starscream]
Starscream. No, no the other one. You are as big as your ego now. Have you challenged Megatronus yet? You were so confident about being his equal earlier when you were telling me how you'd throw him over your knee and slap his aft til he cried 'Primus!'. I'd love to know how that goes. [Can he watch? Please?]
[To Vandal]
So Karrie--err, sorry--Vandal.... Maybe you should come stay with me? You’ll be safe here. I can protect you if...Drift is otherwise occupied.
[To Drift]
And Drift... Where arrrre you? You've been avoiding me. [a pout of distaste] Perhaps I can understand why but, reeeaaally, we just have more in common now! Could be fun, yeeees? [the helm tilts provocatively as he leans uncomfortably close into frame.] Please let me know where you are. I've miiiissed you so very much. And I've I gotten as much fun out of myself as I can. I need you. Don’t make me come fiiiinnd you.
At this rate I'll have to find myself a lesser substitute just to satisfy my needs...
[The helm swivels, sharp white audials slicing through the air as the glow of red optics comes into view.]
Fellow Haveners, refugees, it's Wing again.
[The voice: it’s very definitely wrong. It’s not Drift’s but it’s not Wing’s. It's almost a beautiful melding of the two but with a dark, sticky-sweet coating. He moves like a ghost, slipping from his perch to come down to your level.]
Please disregard my earlier broadcast. I assure you there's nothing to worry about. Aside from a slight frame mix-up-- [the helm leans further into view stopping just short of a ray of light, revealing Drift's features instead of Wing's] --which appears to just be a thing that's been happening of late, I feel peeeerfectly fine. Mooore than fine, in fact.
[It’s much of the same cadence and language that Wing uses, but his normally gracious words carry none of their usual earnest weight, instead sounding overly casual and almost patronizing.]
The only thing that's not fine is that I don't know where Drift is. [A thread of irritation--insolence--that gets covered quickly and his tone becomes sweet again.]
But maybe there's someone out there that can help me with that. Speaking of...
[Wing will just call out a few people of interest now, and not bother locking any of the frequencies. What would that accomplish?]
[To Soundwave]
Soundwave. Why so blue? It’s horribly depressing. Not to mention boorish. You’re better than that. Can’t you make some beautiful music for me? [Oh, there's a look that promises something in return, should you indulge him.]
[To Kagerou]
My friend Kagerou. You said recently that you wanted to start living. I was happy to be there to cheer you on. Now I'm ready to step up and take you places. Do you really want to start living? Come find me and I'll show you.
[To Perceptor]
Perceptor, did they lock you up for those shootings yet? No? Good. We could have some fun with that overactive trigger finger of yours. I’ve better uses for it. [Have a impish little smile.]
[To Pharma]
Oh Pharma... [He waves a hand casually.] Just wondering how it feels to know you touch the world through Decepticon crafted hands? Self servicing must be a real conflict of interest now.
[To Blurr]
Blurr, [it comes out as a purr almost, as if caressing the syllables as they leave his mouth.] You naughty thing. I’ve been watching you. I saw what you did. I just have to say...Bravo. [A slow clap, dark fingers into a cool metal palm.] Veeeery entertaining. Please, let us have mooore.
I do wonder though...how you think you’ll get your police force off the ground with behaviour like that. But I guess we didn’t really need it anyway. That’s no fun, right?
[To Starscream]
Starscream. No, no the other one. You are as big as your ego now. Have you challenged Megatronus yet? You were so confident about being his equal earlier when you were telling me how you'd throw him over your knee and slap his aft til he cried 'Primus!'. I'd love to know how that goes. [Can he watch? Please?]
[To Vandal]
So Karrie--err, sorry--Vandal.... Maybe you should come stay with me? You’ll be safe here. I can protect you if...Drift is otherwise occupied.
[To Drift]
And Drift... Where arrrre you? You've been avoiding me. [a pout of distaste] Perhaps I can understand why but, reeeaaally, we just have more in common now! Could be fun, yeeees? [the helm tilts provocatively as he leans uncomfortably close into frame.] Please let me know where you are. I've miiiissed you so very much. And I've I gotten as much fun out of myself as I can. I need you. Don’t make me come fiiiinnd you.
At this rate I'll have to find myself a lesser substitute just to satisfy my needs...

[Video] Thank you! Worth holding up tags for I hope?
[Caution in equal measure.]
I'm not certain what to believe. [A pause.] He trusts you with his secrets and not me.
I don't like it.
[Video] Oh my yes~!
Wing. This isn't like you.
And I think he's worried about what you'll think. Fucking hell between the both of you I-
Look. You. I don't know what's wrong but until further notice he and I are staying put.
[Video] ~<3 <3 <3!
I think--[Drift's a coward for not wanting to tell Wing. Oh, irony.] --he forgets I only have his best interests in mind.
[His red optics narrow, a sharp look of displeasure.]
Need I remind you the same goes for you Karrie? Trust me it's better this way. I can protect you both far more effectively now.
[Video]
And I highly doubt that, too.
[Uhg he's giving her the creeps. Why is Wing giving her the creeps...]
No- and don't call me that in public! I don't feel comfortable with you right now.
[Video]
Do you doubt it? Explain to me then why he hides so many things from me? [It sounds like a demand. His optics intensely search your face, because it's an earnest question. One he's been afraid to ask before this...]
[OH! That's a nerve he's hit. He sighs and passes a hand over his face to cover his twitching lips, browridge furrowing under his helm.]
I'm sorry Vandal. A slip, nothing more.
[Do you feel calmer now Karrie?]
[Video]
He does it because he's self-conscious as fuck? Duh?
...
Yeah, sure.
[Video]
...
[It's honestly not something he'd considered. Previously he'd always tried to be as accessible as possible. And now...]
[His voice goes quiet.] But he has nothing to fear from me. He should know, of all people, I judge him the least.
[A twist of the helm, as if shrugging something off.]
Vandal, I just want to make sure you're both safe. I can always come to you. [He's thinking he'll do that now, in fact. Being pushed away? It's not something he likes.]
[Video]
Look, I really don't think that's a good idea.
[Yeah she's gonna get packed up and try to get the fuck out of there right now.]
[Video]
What makes you think that Vandal?
[Video]
[Video]
I'm sorry you feel that way.
[Video]
[Video] We could start a log soon you think?
[Video] I think so. I'll end this here so that can get underway