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[Video] Location: The Junk Pile

[The video flips on and Blades is panicking.]

Someone help me please! There's something inside me and it won't get out and every time I try to reach in to get it, it just growls at me!

[He pushes the camera down to the glass of his cockpit where the tips of something fuzzy can be seen over the dashboard.]

Please help! It tickles and it's eating Dani's cereal!

[And then it clicks off as Blades starts flailing.]

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[Hunkered down inside the copter's cockpit, Rocket wasn't planning on moving anytime soon. He'd been out wandering, like he'd taken to doing since being dropped in this God forsaken weird place, and had smelled food. Real food. His kind of food.

Which led to him invading the copter bot's cockpit and making camp.]

Oh quit farkin' freaking out you bloody whelp!

[His ears flicked as he rolled his eyes, pausing a moment before munching on more of the cereal.]

...Are you sure it isn't your fuel tank?

And get out of there! That junk is mine!

Oh, Blades! Please try to calm down..!

[All that flailing around might just end up upsetting whatever had gotten inside of him.]

Maybe if you can offer it some other food it will leave. There are plenty of forms of produce growing here by Alpha Trion's temple.

Icnagothereinamoment.

How did it get ther...you _kept cereal inside you?

Blades? What's going on?

You uh. You look like maybe you have some kinda critter. You want me to come get it out?

... Ah. Depending on what it is, you could perhaps simply open your cockpit and gently grip ot to get it out?

Or ask it, if it's sentient.

[Jetfire's not sure, exactly, how to deal with the upset helicopter, so his advice may be less than helpful.]

[Ah... maybe he shouldn't be commenting here. Really, what DOES he know about giant robots? But he can get into tiny crevices that no one else should be able to do.]

Uh... [Oh, Tuck, what in the world are you doing?] Maybe I can... try to help?

Careful it don't eat through yer spark chamber!

Is it... a cat? [That's about the only fluffy organic animal he's come across so far. Besides that crazy raccoon. Well, maybe...]

Remain calm. Is there any way you can shake it out? Will transforming remove it? You know, without crushing it.

[Blades was still flailing, too panicked to really think clearly. He was used to having a living thing inside him, yes, but it was usually- in fact always- a consenting entrance. This was not.]

Dani's going to be so mad! You need to get out and put that down. Not in that order.

[His hands hovered over his cockpit, the glass open, as he debated reach in to grab the intruder.]

No it's not my fuel tank! My fuel tank doesn't growl at me and eat cereal and have fur.

[Blades paused to look at where he was.]

I thought the junk was public property?

[Oh look, Yuzuki! Blades tried to put on a smile and calm down, but geez it tickled!]

Um... I'm not sure how to get to Alpha Trion's temple...

[He hadn't been many places.]

[Ok, so the first part sounded like a jumble of noise to Blades.] Um... Bless you?

[But the second part he got.]

It crawled inside! I was putting something I found in there and it just came out of nowhere and climbed in! And yeah, Dani needs snacks for long patrols.

There's an organic furry creature inside me eating my pilot's cereal and it won't get out!

Yes!

Edited 2012-10-11 23:57 (UTC)

Dani's not here is she?

[Rocket wasn't about to give up his snack, not for anything, and he let out a growl as Blade's hovered his hand over the cockpit, hunkering behind one of the seats a bit more.]

I'll get out when I'm good and ready!

I don't want to hurt it! [Blades isn't sure he could grab it without injuring it somehow. Handling small creatures is just not his thing. And then there's the matter of it hurting him.]

It just keeps growling and clawing at me when I try to grab it.

Please! I just want it out! [Forget the cereal at this point. He didn't want angry furry things inside him anymore.]

THEY DO THAT?! [Thanks. That was what he needed right now. More things to worry about.]

I don't know what it is! It jumped in before I could see it clearly. [Well, climbed. And he had the scratches up his frame to prove it.]

I'm trying to shake it out, but it's not working! And my cockpit stays no matter what form I'm in. [Which was handy when he was a helicopter and needed to be in bot mode quickly but Dani was still in him.]

Uh. Right then. Can you send me a location?

[Hm, peering around at the background...]

Looks like you're at the Junk Pile. I'm right around there. Be there in a minute?

Usually, as long as you move slowly and are careful, if you put your hand in there and start to move it, it should move away on its own, since I doubt it actually wants you to grab onto it, or want to be crushed.

[And he says it so matter of factly, though, of course, he doesn't condone crushing random creatures that have somehow gotten into one's cockpit either. But as long as Blades' was slow, it should be okay...]

Bless me? WHY? [Blurr doesn't even know that this is a thing you say when someone sneezes.]

This planet has no organic life besides those whom the lambda dragged here are you sure it's not oen of the kids' They're small.

That doesn't mean she's done with it!

[Wait. The thing had talked. And Blades understood it. And it was talking to him. Did he know that voice?]

Please get out? [Maybe if he asked nicely and stopped flailing...]

No.

[It was curt and rather sharp, Rocket just not ready to leave his nice, comfortable living space. This place was made for smaller beings, unlike his quarters at the temple thing he'd woken up at.

Yeah he was pretty content just to stay here for a bit more. And eat the rest of this cereal.

Sorry Blades.]

[Well scrap. Now what? Blades took a moment to pause, trying to weight his options and respond to a few people in the hopes that they could help him. It didn't help that he couldn't see inside himself to get the thing out.]

... Pretty please?

Because you... Nevermind. [He was just trying to be polite.]

No, not a kid. Kids aren't furry and they don't have sharp claws or growl. Usually.

Junk pile, north side, come quick!

But... It'll hurt me. [Blades didn't like the idea of more scratches all over.]

Please hurry!

On my way, then.

The creature is organic, isn't it? And you are cybertronian; I doubt it has claws or teeth enough to so much as mar the finish on your armour, truly.

[He tilts his helm, then shakes it; hard not to, but it's more from surprise at the ... nervousness displayed than any annoyance.]

Okay, I'll be there soon.

[He'll cut the feed here and start up high, looking around for the bot. Can't be too hard to find him, right? He's orange and white and that kinda sticks out a little around this place.]

(OOC: Not sure how you might want to do this or if you already had plans for getting said furry out of this guy.)

[Blurr blinks in confusion, but doesn't ask again.]

That sounds like...Rocket's des-crip-ti-on.

[Rocket growled in a sigh, rolling his eyes as he peered around the seat a bit, even if Blades couldn't really see him.]

You know how completely not suited for organic lifeforms this planet is? Everything's huge because you blokes are all massive! It's comfortable in here, there's good food, so I'm going to stay for a bit. I'll get out soon enough, kid.

[Meaning when he damn well felt like it.]

[There was a long silence from Blades as he remembered that he had met Rocket through the Link. Oops.]

Oh... It does. Um...

[Get used to it. Blades is nervous about everything.]

I guess I can try... But I've dealt with organic furry creatures before and they can still scratch up your face pretty well! [See example Mr Pettypaws.]

Please try not to squish him. [How messy would that be? Ew.]

(Started a thread here: http://re-alignment-logs.dreamwidth.org/28384.html Sorry for the long disappearance, real life has been busy.)

I wasn't going to hurt him at all! Promise!

Oh no no no I know you wouldn't do that. But accidents happens when people are nervous that's ALL.¡... Maybe you can convince him to get out?

[He'll probably learn that soon enough.]

Try to be patient and take it slowly, but be firm about it. You don't have to accept something where you don't want it and haven't agreed to it.

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