Part patrol, part pondering [OPEN]

[notyourblueangel]

WHO:  Thundercracker and anyone
WHERE:  All over Haven - no, really...he's a fighter jet, he can get from end to end in minutes if he wants
WHEN:  This week, spans several days
WHAT:  Someone's out trying to keep himself busy . . . and maybe his mind a little quieter than it's getting
WARNINGS:  Only if you bring any
NOTES:  Don't forget to add your tag to the log.   ^,^  also HAHA I suck at log starts sometimes.  x,x


Thundercracker's out and about, usually airborne - he's a Seeker, what would you expect? - but often landing as well, especially if something, or someone, catches his attention.  It's just that things have been . . . quiet around Haven lately.  Too quiet.  And he's getting restless because of it.  What's that human saying he heard on television a few times (give him a break, it was the Stunticons who always had the thing going) - "It's always calmest before the storm", or something like that.

Why can't he shake the feeling that something's coming?  And where are the First-Forged?  When will they be returning?  Will they be?  Or has whatever they went off to deal with overpowered them?  And what about those . . . those demons he encountered months ago.  Yes, they still plague his recharge sometimes.

Other things bother him too, things he can't quite pinpoint - or just can't quite face.  Like that fact that he's nearly asked his roommate if he'd like to be trine with him.  More than once.  He doesn't know how Starscream would take it, though.  Or Cliffjumper, for that matter.  He's not afraid of the little Autobot - that's a laughable thought, even - but he doesn't want trouble, either.  He finds himself wanting to approach Wing too.  For old times' sake, or whatever.  And . . . and Jadewing.   Because the sparkling Seeker is probably longing for his trine even more than Thundercracker is.

Right now, though . . . he'll take just about anyone's company.  If only to help get the wheels in his head to quit spinning ceaselessly.

Comments

[angleofscience]

::Hmm, well. Starscream does, so by that token you would too,:: a pause, and Jetfire would've smiled dryly if he was currently capable of it, ::though 'fitting' might be somewhat... ah, generous. My cockpit would be very cramped.::

Of course, Thundercracker, being of a different temperament than Starscream, would probably find it easier to sit still and not touch anything, which would make the trip far more tolerable.

::So it could probably be arranged.::

[notyourblueangel]

::Hmn.::  The noise of acknowledgment would have been accompanied by a nod if he could.  ::Again, if you're willing, I'd like that then.  Thanks.::

  He wobbled his wings slightly as he changed gears on the conversation.  ::So where were you headed in such a hurry?::

[angleofscience]

::Ah... Nowhere.:: Jetfire chuckles and drops away from Thundercracker for a bit, rolling after he has the space available. ::I was merely descending. My chosen method of doing so might not be the one others prefer to use.::

Especially as he was aimed straight down and would've swooped back up at the last possible moment, imitating a battletactic. Though that one involved slamming the mech he'd grabbed into the ground, not avoiding the ground at the last possible moment.

[notyourblueangel]

That gets a low chuckle from the Seeker. ::I'm sure I'm safe to assume that your chosen method isn't 'stop my descent by burying into the ground as deep as I can', right?:: He's teasing, of course. At least he'd HOPE there's some kind of planned pull-out before that point.

On a whim, Thundercracker copies the roll, leaving space enough between them not to threaten to clip the larger craft.

[angleofscience]

::Mmmhm. Not quite that deep no. I tend to pull up at the last moment,:: Jetfire said, chuckling as he rolls again before continuing, ::but that is basically the method of a particular combat maneuver I use on aerial combatants. It's quite effective.::

Most people tend to not just (at the least) get dented after being slammed into the ground, they also get disoriented, after all. Jetfire, being larger and built with more armour (and especially after having added some himself), was less affected by the sudden drop.

[notyourblueangel]

That got a low chuckle as he again copied the roll . . . pretty much just because he could.  ::I can imagine.  Remind me to not frag you off.::

[angleofscience]

::Might be a good idea, though presently I can't see a situation occurring that would end up with the necessity of using such a maneuver.:: Jetfire would've smiled if he could, instead he just cruised along, flicking his tailfins briefly.

::And what of you? Simply out for a flight?::

[notyourblueangel]

::I've been restless, and I always think better in the air. It seems like it's been too quiet lately so I've been out patrolling if nothing else, hoping maybe to spot something.::

[angleofscience]

::It has been quiet lately... though frankly I hope this will become the norm instead of being more similar to brief... ah, intermissions among various chaos.::

Sighing, Jetfire knew the situation probably wouldn't stay as it was, but he was certainly hoping it would be.