[Closed]

[raceme]

WHO: Drift, Sentinel, Blurr and a brief appearance of Knock Out.
WHERE: The clinic at Solus's temple, later the washracks.
WHEN:  A bit after they get rescued and dragged to the medbay
WHAT: The boys waking up in the clinic in need of some rest and a proper bath.
WARNINGS: Team Losers and friendship shenanigans.


[Knock Out was really glad that a year ago he had the wits to set a Quarantine Room in the medbay but he never imagined he'll had to use it. From behind the glass, he studied the three current occupants of the room, each one in one of the berth and all of them still passed out. Blurr's paintjob was even back to its vivid blue.

One of the medi-drones approached the medic and handled him a data pad that he studied with a cocky smile on his lips. As expected, his decontamination procedure was over and a total success. The risk of the trio potentially contaminating the medical personnel and the environment was gone but Knock Out kept them in there just to check their reactions when they woke up. Those were always interesting.]

Comments

[raceme]

[You are lucky he didn't kick you instead. His legs are lethal.
Okay maybe not letal, but surprisingly strong. He's a runner after all.]

Maybe I will so I can watch him scold you.

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

What if I sad I was sorry? Would you do it then?

[No Blurr don't kick Drift and dent his frame he's too pretty]

[raceme]

If you do that then perhaps I'll reconsider.

[Alright, alright he won't...only because Drift really is too pretty.]

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

Well in that case, you have my sincerest apologies, Blurr.

[Said complete with dramatic bowing.]

[raceme]

[Silly mech, that good Blurr's laughing, fear finally forgetting.]

If you ask so nicely then how can I refuse? apologies accepted.

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[MISSION COMPLETE DRIFT WINS]

Aw Blurr, you're the best!

[he's just gonna squeeze Blurr's little haaaand]

[raceme]

[Woooohooo congrats!]

Oh hush, you.

[This stupid adorable morons. Somewhere Sentinel is looking at them and dying a bit on the inside.]

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[Cutest. Blurr. Ever.]

I hope you don't mind if I change the subject on you, but does that do anything specific?

[he's pointing to that weirdo spike on your head ITS SO WEIRD OK]

The Blurr I knew back home had one too, and I've always wondered about it.

[raceme]

[Don't call him tat out loud, he will complain nonstop.

At the question, Blurr stop laughing and looks embarrassed instead.]

Well yes..I mean..no o...it doesn't do anything per se but...It's..I..uhm.....you didn't try to touch it in your world, right' I mean the one the other Blurr had.

[It's kind of a sensitive part of his anatomy, you perv.]

[ALSO, 'IT'S SO WEIRD' SAID THE DUDE WITH THE EYEBROW/EARS CAT HELMET].

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh]

Well. No. I didn't. Why?

[HE IS NOT A PERV he's just curious ok goooosh. And you leave his cat ear helmet out of this]

[raceme]

[Blurr looking at the floor because it's easier than looking at drift. He can feel his finish overheating and his optics flare bright.]

OH Good, good. Thatwouldhavebeeninappropriate. That spike is...ehh...delicate.

[UH HUH You ask the weirdest things and can he touch those one day? The cat eat helmet is cute.]

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

Oh.

I uh. Thought it was just for. Y'know. Looks.

Um. Sorry.

[awkwarrrrd. also yes have fun with the cat helmet you goof]

[raceme]

NoooooOOOOOooooOOOOOoooo it always have been part of my frame. Just like your...[Yep, he's going to point to one of your cat helmet ears. He knows better than touching them without permission, though.] Those aren't sensitive?

It's al_{right, noth}ing to be sorry for.

[YAY!!!]

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

Sensitive?

[Drift reaches up and prods at one of his goofy helmet points.]

I guess so. Nobody else has really touched them before, so I guess I just don't think about it. I kind of like them, though. I've had a lot of different frames over the years, and this is the only part I haven't really changed.

[raceme]

Yes I...ah, I keep forgetting that mechs with thickest frames than me can't feel it the way I do. Never mind then.

[Drift, not in public. Although, Blurr guesses that it's okay to touch them then.]

Why so many frame changes? [Blurr leaned forward. He raised his hand and carefully ran the palm up the right side of Drift's helmet.] I think those are really nice.

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[ITS HIS HEAD HE'LL TOUCH IT IF HE WANTS. And he doesn't really mind that Blurr is, he kind of tilts his head into his palm a little.]

I had different reasons for each one, but I think deep down, it was mostly about changing my image. I hadn't been able to take care of my first frame. I was homeless, I didn't have any way to maintain it, or any desire to. When I joined the Decepticons, I had it upgraded with thicker armor. I had intimidation in mind when it came down to the basic design, and I had the bad attitude to back it up. When I left the Decepticons, the Circle of Light gave me a completely different frame. A new direction in life needed a new look. It was based on their designs, just look at Wing and you'll see kind of what I mean. When I went to Earth, I needed an alt mode that would fit in with the location, so that was another change. And now I have this one. I'd thought it was shaped kind of funny at first, but apparently, people find it aesthetically pleasing, so. Guess I'll stick with it.

...That got kind of wordy, didn't it.

[raceme]

[WHAT A REBEL. Does it feel nice?]

You walked a long path but they say the key to living is changing. Now that you mention it, I did notice some similarities with Wing's frame but I didn't know those were made on purpose. It doesn't matter if others things is aesthetically pleasing, Do you like it? I mean, are you comfortable in your own skin now? [There was a touch of worry in his voice. He really wanted to know if drift was okay.

And then Blurr laughed out loud at the end.]

You are asking ME if you talked too much?

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

I'm pretty fond of this frame, honestly. My last one restricted movement too much, kind of a pain since I fight with swords now.

[DRIFT that's not what he asked you dork]

Hah, well. I don't really talk about myself that much.

[primest]

Really? Cause that's all you've been doing!

[HELLO FRIENDS]

[raceme]

Yes but aside from your extra mobility, are you happy? [Blurr's used to talking with people who doesn't get those things. Aggressively points to Sentinel.


And speaking of the devil...

Blurr removes his hand immediately from Drift's helm, flustered.]

Weweredoingnothing. [HI DAD]

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

I don't... really know how to answer that.

[AND OH HEY IT'S SENTINEL. DRIFT AIN'T EVEN FLUSTERED he's just laughing]

Feeling any better, big guy?

[primest]

[he gives blurr a Look because he doesn't get why he's flustered, nor does he really care about what they were doing.]

I leave you two alone for three nanokliks and you're getting all philosophical! [he's not all that happy either FOR THE RECORD] And no, I need to go sit in the washracks until the sun implodes.

[raceme]

[Blurr gave Drift a slightly worried glance and made a mental note to ask him about that later, once they were alone. Then he just smiles sheepishly at Sentinel. HE WASN'T FLUSTERED, don't ask.]

No.no.no...we were just...you know, nevermind. Can we go to the washracks then?

[You two, behold...the puppy look.]

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

Well, I'm certainly not opposed...

[BUT THE DOOR BLURR YOU COULDN'T OPEN THE DOOR]

[primest]

[yeah he just opens the door to walk out]

Only if you're sure you can make it. I'm not carrying either of your stupid afts.