[Video]

[notyourblueangel]

[Bored Seeker is bored. Who knew peace could be so . . . dull.]

[Thundercracker can be seen idly itching at the magenta glyph on his shoulder before he realizes his communicator as finished warming up and is transmitting, at which point he makes himself quickly drop his hand. Is it just the video quality or has the color gotten just a bit more vivid?]

New world - well . . . new in this reality. Most of it unknown.

I'm going to go exploring later today. Anyone want to join me?

[Frankly, he'd prefer fliers, but at this point, he'll take anyone.]

Comments

2/2

[raceme]

The Thundercracker ^{in my world} tried very adamantly to kill me I KNOW you are not him..sorry. [He's trying, really. But he's wary both thanks to that other Thundercracker and Shockwave.]

[notyourblueangel]

[He hesitates . . . but in light of that revelation, he can’t blame Blurr. Especially if the attacker had not only been another Decepticon . . . but another HIM.]

…I understand.

It’s up to you. The offer stands.

[raceme]

[He has trust issues but he's working on that, promise.]

Thanks.

[It takes him another moment to reply, but they will never get anywhere if they don't try at least to trust each other.] Alright let's do it.

[notyourblueangel]

[Okay, he has to admit . . . that actually kind of surprises him.]

You're sure?

[He's not one for weakness . . . but he's not going to go pushing an Autobot into sparring with him. If for no other reason than not wanting it to come back and shoot him in the afterburners somehow.]

[raceme]

Yes...[Blurr straightens, trying to look more cocky.] I'm sure I can outrun you anyway SO let's see who's faster.

Action? Log? Applesauce? =3

[notyourblueangel]

[Thundercracker sees the effort, and understands. It actually earns Blurr some respect from the Seeker. He gives a cocky smirk of his own.]

In that case . . . you're on, Autobot. Where do you want to meet?

[Yes, he'll even give the grounder a chance to pick terrain to his advantage. He himself is a Seeker - the very skies are HIS advantage.]

Action!!!! :D ♥

[raceme]

[Oh, Blurr notices the deference, he appreciates it.] What about sir Alpha Trion's Quadrant?

[Clear terrain AND clear skies. Blurr wants to be fair.]

\o/!!! Action forever

[notyourblueangel]

Heh, home turf advantage, huh? [In that his home currently is the temple there.] All right. I’ll meet you on the north shore of the lake.

[When the speedster gets there, he may or may not be surprised to find Thundercracker on the ground in root-mode. The Seeker wants to go over a thing or two first – mostly for Blurr’s sake.]

yes!

[raceme]

We have ^{a lot} of space there!...ahseeyou.

[If hes' surprised, Blurr is no showing it nor he shows any sign of feeling scared of Thundercracker.] Good day nice to meet you. [Not just a formalism. it's been really nice so far.]

<3

[notyourblueangel]

[Thundercracker hears the other's approach and turns, offering a hand when the mech arrives.]

You too. Thanks for coming.

[For trusting him enough to show up. He holds up one rifle, pointed away from Blurr but angled so he can see the attachment that's been clamped on the end.]

I thought you'd like to inspect what I'll be using. It's like a targeting laser. Harmless, but it should ping your defensive sensors. It's been calibrated so that it'll pulse at a slight delay. My rifles are designed for incendiary slugs, so they're an astro-second or so slower than a laser would be. The pulse should help you gauge a little better exactly where you've been hit.

["/if/ you've been hit" - but the Seeker's arrogant enough to feel he'll manage. The smirk is more game than threatening, though.]

♥

[raceme]

[The Autobot's slightly surprised but he shakes his hand. Blurr's hand looks so small in comparison, why are Decepticon always so big?

He listens and studies the rifle for a few seconds.] This will a good way to work on my speed I HAVEN'T been able to practice properly in centuries no one could keep up with me.

[He sees that smirk and raises it, babe.]

[notyourblueangel]

Heh, guess we'll have to see about that, then.

When you're ready...

[He steps back a bit, allowing both of them ample room to transform.]

[raceme]

In a few. [Blurr is...actually NOT going to transform for now. he likes to practice running in robot mode, she likes to do that. But he's going to stretch first. Don't mind him.]

Eeee smexy Blurr-butt! *light smack* XD

[notyourblueangel]

[Just . . . this face. Did you just stick your aft up at him?]

. . . what are you doing?

Thankkks XD I made that picture. *Blurr:EEEEP ;o;*

[raceme]

[Why are you staring? He keeps stretching his joints.]

What does it look like I'm doing?

REALLY!? WOW, it's a /great/ pic!

[notyourblueangel]

…contorting yourself like an organic.

[Sorry . . . Blurr can probably tell as much just by looking at the Seeker's boxy build - the mechs of his world just don’t bend that way, so it’s a REALLY strange sight to him.]

Yup! I like to draw c: ASASKAJAKJSA THANK YOU!

[raceme]

I didn't _{even know that} organics do this too I'M JUST getting ready I rarely have time to stretch at all THIS makes up for all those times I couldn't do it....ah...it's something wrong?

[Blurr likes bulky frames actually. But yeah, he should figure that out quickly.]

[notyourblueangel]

Eh . . . no, nothing's wrong.

[He finally makes himself look away, studying the formations of rock around the lake while he waits for Blurr to finish twisting and pulling on himself.]

[raceme]

[It doesn't take him much more, don't worry.] ALL ready! Should I start? [Running, he means.]

[notyourblueangel]

[The Seeker grins.]

In three . . . two . . .

["One" comes with the roar of afterburners as he transforms with a thought and blasts skyward, gaining a little altitude before turning his sights on his quarry.]

[raceme]

[And there we go. Once Blurr is already running around, not at full speed but not exactly slow. He takes Thundercracker seriously, he wouldn't offend him again.]