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re_alignment_logs2014-03-09 01:57 am
raceme) wrote in re_alignment_logs2014-03-09 01:57 am
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Who: Cliffjumper and Starscream
Where: Trion's library
When: Night
What: Blurr's playing matchmaker.
Warnings: Probably really flustered robots.
Observing others was something Blurr was more than passing familiar with. He was a spy and most of his missions involved a lot of long days doing nothing but reading body languages, studying speech patters and paying close attention to conversations.
Some behaviours were more familiar than others and he noticed the way Cliffjumper and Starscream bantered, chatted and looked after each other. It almost seemed like they were the only ones who didn't see what was in front of them. He didn't know Starscream all that much yet but he liked to think that he knew Cliffjumper well enough to tell when the mech needed a little push.
And thus a plan was set. Blurr asked each one of them to meet him at Trion's library. Blurr told Starscream he wanted to show him some science books he had found. Cliffjumper received the message that Blurr wanted to practice his powers some more.
He wouldn't be there when they arrived but one of Blurr's firelizards would make sure to lock them inside once they were in the same room. Blurr hopped that Trion wouldn't be too bothered by the fact he used one of the tables to set a dinner for them.
On the table there were also two envelopes with their names written on the outside. Inside, there was a small note. Starscream's one read 'Say yes' while Cliffjumper's had 'Ask him out' written on it.
Where: Trion's library
When: Night
What: Blurr's playing matchmaker.
Warnings: Probably really flustered robots.
Observing others was something Blurr was more than passing familiar with. He was a spy and most of his missions involved a lot of long days doing nothing but reading body languages, studying speech patters and paying close attention to conversations.
Some behaviours were more familiar than others and he noticed the way Cliffjumper and Starscream bantered, chatted and looked after each other. It almost seemed like they were the only ones who didn't see what was in front of them. He didn't know Starscream all that much yet but he liked to think that he knew Cliffjumper well enough to tell when the mech needed a little push.
And thus a plan was set. Blurr asked each one of them to meet him at Trion's library. Blurr told Starscream he wanted to show him some science books he had found. Cliffjumper received the message that Blurr wanted to practice his powers some more.
He wouldn't be there when they arrived but one of Blurr's firelizards would make sure to lock them inside once they were in the same room. Blurr hopped that Trion wouldn't be too bothered by the fact he used one of the tables to set a dinner for them.
On the table there were also two envelopes with their names written on the outside. Inside, there was a small note. Starscream's one read 'Say yes' while Cliffjumper's had 'Ask him out' written on it.
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I sometimes get the urge to shake ya, or yell at you or lock you in a room with Ravage sometimes, but I ain't ever gotten the urge to punch you.
[Then he paused a shrugged, sliding a finger along the rim of the cube.]
... Well, except at the beginnin', when I wasn't sure all of you were what it seemed to be. ... And--- [He grimaces and grunts.] And a few other times when somethin' just... seems like it's back where I came from, ya know?
But not normally, no.
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[ at least it's only shaking or yelling. truthfully, Starscream likely deserved it. without Cliffjumper being one of the few that would openly confront him about things, Starscream is sure that things would not be going as "smoothly" as they had for them. ]
Well, I can understand when you first joined us. It's disorienting.
[ he pauses, looking at the other with a critical optic. ]
When something seems like it's back where you're from?
[ might need to elaborate on that. ]
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Yeah, it was. And it's... Sometimes I just... Doesn't happen at all any more, really, but sometimes the voices would sound like [Another gesture in the air.] got me on edge when it happened.
[Something he'd only very reluctantly admitted to Bombshell, and at length at that.]
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[ Starscream can be a little dramatic. he puts a hand to his cockpit in mock shock.
but then he sobers. just a little. ]
We startle you, you mean.
[ he figures... and truthfully he can understand. just a little... hearing a voice that should sound familiar to him but doesn't match what he knows... it's jarring. ]
I'm sorry.
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[Cliffjumper smirked as he admitted it, even if he was grinning at the cube instead of at Starscream, and then grimaced.]
Hey, nothin' to fraggin' be sorry for, ain't like you can help it. Like I said, doesn't happen anymore, so it doesn't matter now.
[He hadn't liked realising it back then, or admitting it to Bombshell, or admitting it now - it felt too much like vulnerability. And it was a bit embarrassing, too.]
Promise I can keep all of ya apart now.
[Cliffjumper gave another faint grin as he gave Starscream a glance from slightly under the edge of his helm, tilting it up slightly.]
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[ he feels sorry about it, especially after having met some of the opposites here - not that anything horrible has happened, but there is some appreciation for the adjustment that CJ had to go through.
but that's in the past now. he gives a little wave, as if to dismiss it. ]
I hope so. I would prefer not to be mistaken for the other Starscream, thank you kindly.
[ and he'll give a quirk of a smile back. ]
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Yeah, don't worry 'bout it. You ain't the least bit like him. Either... any of him.
[Snickering, Cliffjumper threw a glance at the door.]
... Should we see if we can get Blurr to open the door now?
[Not embarrassed or flustered, no. Definitely not. Don't think about that, just the conversation now and getting out.]
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[ that's his opinion of the other Screamer and that's how it is likely going to stay, especially after his conversation with Jetfire.
he casts a glance to the door. hmm... have they been here long enough? ]
Can you talk to him without yelling?
[ tease tease. ]
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I--- ahhh, suppose that's kinda, pft, what he sounds like sometimes. [He then manages to mostly sober up to reply to the rest, but there's still laughter underlaying his voice with static.] And I can. Now anyway, but I ain't makin' any slaggin' promises for later.
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Go ahead and contact him then. When you do decide to yell at him for this - if it's really necessary - then please do so where I can see or hear.
[ Starscream really doesn't see what the issue is now. ]
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[Cliffjumper smirked and waved a hand, then muttered mostly to himself that maybe he should, before he opened the comm again to try and get ahold of Blurr.]
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[ which is a possibility. the mental image is kind of amusing too. :) ]
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[With a groan that bordered on a hiss, Cliffjumper thumped the table with a fist because he still wasn't answering and he better not leave them here for the night!]
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[ punching. shaking. all the same, really. but the way that Starscream reaches out and touches the other's shoulder means he's getting agitated again. no reason for that anyway, since there is an audible click of doors unlocking. ]
There you are. Content?
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... Yeah. Can't claim ya ain't too. Let's get outta here.
[Sliding off the chair, Cliffjumper is studiously ignoring that parting later is going to be... awkward.]
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[ it's with a little shrug as he says this, getting up. when you take the "romance" out of it, they likely would do this sort of thing on their own anyway - share a rod in each other's presence. it's nothing out of the ordinary.
it's only Blurr's intentions that made it so. ]
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If ya say so.
[Cliffjumper finally muttered and gave the room behind them a narrow stare from the doorway, then moved decisively down the corridor.
It wasn't like this had changed anything.]