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[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

[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.]