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[cliffjumper]

WHO: Blurr and Cliffjumper
WHERE: Blurr's room
WHEN: Backdated to before the event's start!
WHAT: Flustered yelling over Blurr's attempt at match-making
WARNINGS: yelling?



He'd waited a bit, both to settle his thoughts and try to figure out why the slag he'd reacted as he did to Blurr's little attempt (not much closer to an explanation, though) and to hopefully make sure he wouldn't get really flustered or angry.

That last was probably a crap-shoot.

And he also didn't tell Starscream when he went, rather, he made sure Starscream was out of the temple when he went to check if Blurr was in his room.

He didn't need the person he'd been locked in the library with to be around when he confronted Blurr about it - that'd just make it harder.

He pinged Blurr when he was outside the door, not giving any additional greeting immediately, because he wanted Blurr to open that door after all!

Comments

[cliffjumper]

Blurr... [He's snorting now, shaking his helm.] How the frag could I know that? Since I assume ya mean if I didn't know his alternate?

Maybe. [A shrug, and now Cliffjumper's optics are brightening slowly again.] Might be an aerial, but jets got powerful engines, so uh... suppose so?

Look, it ain't like I don't like him, okay? Just never thought about it and then you--- [Another gesture, now at Blurr.]

[raceme]

Use your imagination...[He's out of ideas but he's still trying. You think he doesn't notice you blushing slightly Cliffjumper? Because he totally does.]

So you are a 'powerful engines' sort of guy...[Adding that to his databanks for future use, in case he needs it.]You could think about it now. I, mean, if you really aren't interested AT ALL I won't bring it up ever again but if you are only unsure you could give it some more of a thought.

[cliffjumper]

Sweet, fragging Primus on a charged cable-vine Blurr, do ya have to say it!? [Now he's just blushing from Blurr repeating his admission. Scrubbing his hands over his faceplate, Cliffjumper grumbles, shaking his helm.]

I wasn't gonna, but you've made it sorta impossible not to.

[Grumpy grumpy and flustered.]

[raceme]

Sorry sorry...[Not really. Okay maybe a little bit.] I shouldn't have say anything about you liking mech with big, powerful engines.

[He's grinning, hoping that Cliff will catch up on what he's doing quickly. He only mocks hims in a friendly way to take some of the heat out of the issue.]

[cliffjumper]

Yeah, you--- [Huffing, Cliffjumper's optics narrow and then he stomps up beside Blurr and punches him in the arm.

Gently, though, because yeah, he did catch on to what Blurr was doing.]

Don't make me do that again and mean it. [have a lopsided little grin, though, despite the threat.]

[raceme]

Ow. [Blurr winces and then chuckles. He nudges Cliffjumper's side.] Fine, fine. I promise I won't interfere more.

[cliffjumper]

Thanks. I don't need ya to do that, I just need you to... well, be my friend okay.

[Have an arch stare and snort.]

I don't need a fraggin' match-maker. [He says it with exasperated fondness though. He knows you care, Blurr, but the library "date" was just... embarrassing.]

[raceme]

I was trying to be a good friend. [But getting you laid. Blurr's logic, ladies and gentleman.]

Okay, not again, you have my word.

[cliffjumper]

Blurr! [He can't even sound angry right now, just caught somewhere between exasperated and incredulous.]

Thanks. I think that'll make things a little easier on all of us.

[Even if Starscream was... kind of funny when embarrassed.]

[raceme]

[No need to keep yelling at him, Cliffjumper. He knows better now.]


You two had fun at least? I set the table myself and everything.

[Just funny, hm?]

[cliffjumper]

[He'll yell at you however much he wants to, so there! Huff.]

The decorations were nice, I guess. Made good projectiles. [Cliffjumper smirks a little at that.]

[raceme]

[What mean beast friend you are! After all he did for you.]

Project...WHAT did you do?

[cliffjumper]

[Sometimes you need yelling at!]

... Tossed one of 'em at Starscream. He was being annoyin', okay!

[He can't quite sound serious enough to hide the chuckling at Blurr's reaction though.]

[raceme]

[But you do it way too often!]

Cliff that's not how romancing it's done! [Blurr what the hell are you saying, all the romance you know came from Barricade.]

[cliffjumper]

[What can he say, he's the yelling type.]

Well, I wasn't fraggin' trying to romance him! [Optics flickering, Cliffjumper ducks his helm, growling a little.] We were just talkin' and he was being annoying.

'Sides everybody does it their own way, don't they?

[Now he's just going to scowl and look away because this wasn't the direction he wanted the conversation to get back to.]

[raceme]

[That is true, no point on trying to fight the inevitable. Blurr leans against the table of the main room.]

Cliff, if your way is throwing things at people then I think you might want to reconsider it.

[It's a sad thing the minibot is not looking, otherwise he would see Blurr smirking.]

[cliffjumper]

Like slag it is! [Looking back, Cliffjumper's optics narrow at Blurr's smirk and he reaches out to give the mech a shove.] I just did it 'cause he was being annoying.

[Not that he had an idea how he'd actually do it if he actually was interested in Starscream... Shaking his helm, Cliffjumper snorts.]

Not like it matters anyway... [And for some reason he's doesn't understand, that sounds far less certain than it should.]

[raceme]

Carefulllll, manhandling a Police officer is against the law. [There's a chuckle. Blurr you always make that joke, shut up is not even funny.]

It doesn't matter AT ALL? Sure?

[cliffjumper]

You ain't on duty right now, so don't pull that with me, officer. [Cliffjumper says with a grin and flicks the nearest of Blurr's shoulder kibble before he glanced away, optics narrowing even as they brightened a little.]

No. Not at all.

[And that's the slagging story he's keeping to for as long as possible - ergo, until the pink energon hits him.]

[raceme]

[Oh...oh. You didn't.] What a sad life it is if I can't use my influence for important things like this. [OH WELL.]

Uh uh. Okay I won't nag further. [For now.] And since you are here and the issue is closed, do you want something to drink?

[cliffjumper]

Exceedingly sad, yeah. [With a snort, Cliffjumper shakes his helm and while he won't say anything, the squeeze he gives to Cliffjumper's arm before he lets go should make it obvious that he appreciates Blurr letting it go.]

... Yeah, why not. Since I am here and all, I can just abuse an officer of the law a bit more by getting energon outta the deal.

[Grin.]

we could end this here or so...?

[raceme]

[The blue mech understand the gesture, no problem.]

Citizens those days! No respect for the authority, I'm telling you. [He chuckles and disappears inside the kitchen to get the energon cubes. Things didn't go as well as he hoped but not as bad as he expected.

They only had to keep working on it, Blurr knows there will be more opportunities.]