[OPEN]

[raceme]

WHO: Blurr and YOU
WHERE: The Junk Pile
WHEN: Now.
WHAT: Blurr is being a derp distracted
WARNINGS: None so far, I will update if needed


[Blurr was in the junk pile checking the place for any possible newcomers and looking for useful tools, when he found a thing. The colors caught his attention and when Blurr figured out that he could rotate it, he quickly put all the blue pieces together. Alas, the other side of the cube was wrong. He stared at it and then his servos moved, (to quickly for the normal eyes to see properly) solving the puzzle in less than a nanosec.

He was now playing with it, a tiny smile on his lips and for once not running or paying attention to his surrounding. Feel free to bother him.]

Comments

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Wheeljack gives a slight shrug. Either way, if Blurr told him or not, he'd make up some sort of assumption. And it was edging towards 'hopeless virgin' at the moment.

"Not an awkward conversation in the Wreckers, that's for sure."

[raceme]

"...Oh." Blurr still think this is way too personal information but he will share it nonetheless. And Wheeljack is right.

"I never really had time to find a partner I had a lot of work to focus on and I was always busy traveling around. As a secret agent for the Elite Guard that worked mainly as a spy most of the time I was alone and I had to stay alone."

Which is not saying that he didn't want a partner, just that he didn't had the time and opportunity to find one. And he will be averting his eyes to preserve some dignity and focus on the cube again because, eeehhh embarrassing conversations about personal things. He doesn't like those.

"What about you?" He doesn't like those IF he's the one delivering information, that's it.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

"Makes sense. Wreckers tend to work alone too."

He honestly did see the point with Blurr. When you have to work alone, relationships are pretty much the last thing you think of. And he was guilty of that. The only difference is he wasn't always a Wrecker, being a simple mechanic in the caste system of Cybertron.

"Back when Cybertron was alive I did. Got put to the side when the war started."

[raceme]

"I've heard the stories about Wreckers but I never talked to one before I met you I KNOW that your missions were really dangerous and that 9 times out of 10 something ended blown up."

Do share those stories, Blurr was curious and interested. He was also glad that Wheeljack understands his reasons. He winced slightly at the mention of the war.

"Those were really bad time to be that close to anybody." He was friends with Arcee and now she doesn't even remember him.