[Accidental Video] [Transmitting from: The Junkpile]

[copperkitty]

[Oh hey the camera is rolling, that's interesting! Too bad there's nothing in sight besides a nearby junkpile. A groan can be heard from somewhere and a yellow hand appears on the feed, closely followed by a familiar face as Cheetor does an unexpected faceplant. He feels so... wrong. So weak, he almost can't push himself to his feet.

What happened?

A green eye opens and stares listlessly at his communicator for a moment, as if he can't comprehend what he's seeing. He blinks and suddenly it all comes back to him: Jaguar! His mission! Wait, what happened he can remember...

Oh.

He died didn't he?

Yes.

Wow.

This brings up a whole host of new questions, but first he should, y'know, say something. He manages to push himself up into a sitting position, leaning against a metal column as he tries to figure out what he should say.]

So...

I guess I failed my mission. Sorry Ultra Magnus, I'll do better next time.

[He has yet to truly wrap his mind around what just happened to him...]

Comments

[copperkitty]

Uh you really don't need to! I'll make it back home on my own!

[He doesn't want you to see how weak and frightened he's feeling right now Blurr.]

It's okay! I'm... done with it for now. I'll get him again.

[raceme]

No no no we need to look out for each other.

[Plus it looks like you are going to pass out at any moment. He caresss.]

Dontworryaobuthimnow.

[copperkitty]

Yes but... you don't need to.

[Nope stay focused Cheetor, can't let him see your weakness.]

I'll get him someday I swear.

[raceme]

But I want.

[He already saw how tired you look, Cheetor. But ah, maybe you are still mad at him? Burr pauses.]

...

You don't want me near?

[copperkitty]

[Ah, no! Cheetor's not mad at you Blurr!]

No! I mean yes I don't mind but.... uh...

I guess... I could use some help... getting home.

[He doesn't want to hurt your feelings Blurr :c]

[raceme]

[Sure? ;_;]

[Good kitty. Blurr smiles a little.]

Iwillbethereinamoment.

And I won't tell anybody.

[copperkitty]

Thanks...

Sorry to be a burden, Blurr.

[raceme]

Dontbesillyyouarentoaburden

[He's going to ruuuuuun really fast and get there in no time.] Cheetor? Where ^{are<7sup> you?}

[copperkitty]

Right here!

[Cheetor has finally worked up the strength to stand up. He's not doing a very good job at it, as he keeps swaying, but he totally gets points for effort. When she sees Blurr he waves cheerfully, as if he's perfectly okay.]

Thanks for coming Blurr.

[raceme]

[Oh, there you are! Blurr moves closer and put one of his arms around the other mech, steadying him.]

I'm glad to see you _{but what happened?} Debris fell ion you?

[copperkitty]

Uhh yeah, something like that.

I don't really remember actually.

[Cheetor grins and allows himself to lean on the other speedster.]

Sure sucks not being able to run. Not sure where I'd be if I could never run again...

[raceme]

You are probably very low on energon _{I'm sure you will} feel much better once you refuel and rest.

[Blurr can't help but grimace.]

I don't even want to THINK about that. [He would rather die.]