[Video/Action] [Originating from Solian Temple]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

 [When Wheeljack awoke, it took a moment for those optics to adjust to the lighting of the temple. He hadn't remembered falling asleep...in fact, he couldn't remember what felt like a significant gap of time.  Maybe a few hours?  Knowing him, he'd probably had too much high-grade, as Wreckers do, and passed out.  But still, why was he here? This wasn't anywhere near the bar, nor would someone just give up when his (and Bulkhead's) room was only around the next couple of corners. That's just plain rude. 

But there was something else.  Something felt...missing. He couldn't place exactly what, but it sort of chewed at the back of his mind.  Figuring it was just him trying to remember the events, he shook his helm and shakily sat upright. Yep, this was the Solian Temple, all right. His eyes didn't lie to him.  And he's by the altar too. Just like the newcomers do. 

That was...interesting.  

He gave his arms a few flexes, making sure everything was still functional before he saw his Link lying next to him.  Oh, so they couldn't bring him to his room, but they left his Link just in case he needed it. That was nice.  He picks it up and flicks it on, eyes squinting at the light of the screen.]

So...who do I give thanks for takin' me home from the bar?

[Guess who's back, everyone!]

Comments

[wheeljackofalltrades]

No. I wouldn't.

But I want you to be smarter than me.

[God dammit Blurr you're going into feels territory.]

I'm not making that mistake again.

[raceme]

My point exactly.

Hm... [That is a thing that happens okay? Deal with it, it's for your own good. Is not like Blurr is very comfortable at the moment, he's worried about what could happen in the future. About what Wheeljack could do if he keeps thinking he doesn't matter to anyone.

Blurr rest his head against Wheeljack, tired.]

I _{guess we both will have to} try listening to the other _{I promise to try not to get in that sort of trouble.}

[wheeljackofalltrades]

I'll work on it. How's that sound?

[He keeps himself upright, so Blurr has something to lean against, even if he's tired from the whole ordeal.]

[raceme]

Worksforme. [So nice, Wheeljack. He will go silent now, not asking anything else.]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Maybe you oughta power down.

[You look beat, Blurr, like you haven't slept.]

[raceme]

[Probably because he hasn't.] NoooOOOOOooooo I'm fine. [Lies. WHiny boy is whiny, don't listen to him.] I was just resting my optics.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Blurrk.

I'm not goin' anywhere. Just rest up, yeah?

[A hand pats that shoulder.]

[raceme]

Hm..fine. [But if you die again while he's sleeping he will get mad ò_ó.].....thanks Wheeljack.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Don't mention it...

[Least he could do after...DYING.]