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re_alignment2012-09-26 08:59 pm
notyourblueangel) wrote in re_alignment2012-09-26 08:59 pm
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[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.
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.]
\o/!!! Action forever
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!
[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
[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.]
♥
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.]
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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.]
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Eeee smexy Blurr-butt! *light smack* XD
[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;*
What does it look like I'm doing?
REALLY!? WOW, it's a /great/ pic!
…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!
[Blurr likes bulky frames actually. But yeah, he should figure that out quickly.]
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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.]
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[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.]
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