[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

[raceme]

"You mess up the colors and then try to fix the cube again. It's harder than it looks lik TRY IT"

Blurr mix up the colors again and then handles Drift the cube. Good luck, he messed them a lot in a nanosec.

[sword_redemption]

He looks at the cube, rotating the faces. All right. That's white. And that's another white and if he just...turned it this way. And then....

He's aware he's been holding it longer than it took Blurr to solve it.

"It, uh, it is harder than it looks." He hands it back, surrendering.

[raceme]

"I enjoy things that might look simple at first glance but are far more complex than people gives it credit for." That description is like Blurr in a nutshell.

"You said Pharma was working on a cute I'm glad that you found your friend but isn't him the mech that has no hands?"

[sword_redemption]

....except you don't look that simple to Drift. The toy seems more frustrating than fun to him, but, well, that's obviously just him.

"Yes. Pharma. The one with no hands." Don't remind Drift. It makes Pharma crabby and he is really, really hard to cheer up. "But he has help, in Liege Maximo's lab."

[raceme]

That's new then. Rubik's cube can be rather frustrating, Blurr's lucky to have his speed.

"Good good...perhaps we can look around the pile and see if we can find something for him to use." Lockdown uses a hook after all, is not like they need proper hands. "What FirstForged are you linked too?"

[sword_redemption]

"I think he just wants his hands back." A hook. Well, Lockdown has a hook, and Impactor has that harpoon.

"I've been looking for them, here. You know, near where he arrived." Because it would be weird to show up without hands. And it's something to do that might cheer up Pharma.

"Me? Vector Prime. He's the one that stopped this," points at rust, "from killing me." So, Vector Prime? A+!

[raceme]

"How those looks like? Color? Number of fingers?"

Maybe they should to ask Pharma what he thinks about cutlery, Blurr saw a big salad fork in one of the piles.

Blurr blink and then smiles, he moves to show Drift his arm where there's the golden glymph. "I'm familiar with him."

[sword_redemption]

"They look like....hands?" You know, hands. These things. "And dark. I think. I don't know. I don't honestly think he's going to be too picky about color."

"Do you have him in your world?" Uh oh, Blurr, you may be tapping into Drift's Fanboy Side. "I only met him once and...not really sure I made a good impression." You know, 'ohai I'm contagious with a deadly plague maybe you should kill me' doesn't exactly inspire great confidence.

[raceme]

Ey many bots have weird hands, Blurr's just checking. "Alright I will see what I can do I HOPE we find something useful for him around here at some point."

He nods. Yay to fanboy people. "Yes but not like the one here I never would have dreamed about meeting someone like him in person Didyoureallytoldhimthat? I think you made a good enough impression if he didn't hurt you...So...we live in the same temple that's nice." He fails a bit at socializing :|

[sword_redemption]

True. Whirl has some weird caliper things. But most mechs in Drift's world have hands that look like hands.

"I'm hoping someone makes him hands. A medic without hands...," he shakes his head. It sounds awful.

Drift will be a bit dazzled. This was all the land of mythology to him, the Primes, all of this, and many mechs he knew back home had mocked him for even talking of the Knights of Cybertron, much less anything more metaphysical.

"I hope so. But...I don't live there yet. I'm trying to keep an optic on Pharma. I owe him that."

[raceme]

"I can already imagine the cruel jokes." Trust him, he knows a lot about those...Sentinel Prime is his superior.

The FirstForged are mythology to Blurr as well, but thankfully the other mechs in his world were respectful about it. And the Primes...those are more common, in fact.

"It's not like I spend much time in the building either.. Not...not inside at least." He changes into car mode and sleeps outside, he feels less trapped that way. Blurr is looking down, playing with the cube on his hands to avoid meeting Drift's optics. "Can I ask what sort of relationship have you two? "

[sword_redemption]

"...that, too." Drift was imagining more like, you know, the angst at not being able to do his job and help the injured, but sure. Cruel jokes. They'd be pretty bad, too.

"Something wrong with the inside? Vector really picky?" Liege quite possibly has small conniptions every time he sees Drift's rust trail bopping in and out of his palace.

Uh. Wut? "R-relationship? Me and Pharma?" Wow. "He was the head of the medical facility where I got this." You know, the leaking rust thing.

[raceme]

The angst is always a given, sadly, and people also sucks sometimes.

"No nothing wrong I actually like the inside of sir Vector's temple much more than the design of the other temples This one is mostly made of crystal and very open but walls and me just don't get along all that well lately and I don't like to feel trapped I AM SURE you noticed that." Blurr still has to meet Liege, he can't be that bad right?

"AhIsee." And now that you mention the rust, Blurr runs a hand over his stained chestplate. "Does it hurt?"

[sword_redemption]

Truth, my speedy blue friend.

"Yeah. Sorry about that. I really thought...," never mind what he thought. He is not good at thinking.

"It sounds pretty. I should probably visit sometime." But first he has to help Pharma.

"What, this?" He shrugs. "It's...not comfortable. But I've been hurt worse."

[raceme]

At least we won't mock him.

"It's alright don't berate yourself I UNDERSTAND now what were you trying to do Seen in perspective it was really brave Do you always do thing like that for mechs you barely now?" Blurr forgives quickly to those who deserve it don't worry, he won't bring up the issue again.

"Itisreallypretty. Just be careful not to fall down the gorge, saying that it's deep would be an understatement Clearly that temple was designed for someone who can fly." Blurr puts the rubik's cube away, hiding it in one of his pockets, the same place where he keeps the stasis cuff. Don't ask exactly where that is, hammerspace pockets are a thing in the universe where he comes from. Let's say that he moved his hands quickly and now the cube's gone from the view.

"That's a consolation then. Can the rust be cleaned or you will just produce more until this is fixed?"

[sword_redemption]

A-anyone ever tell you you use a lot of words? Like, all the words?

"It's what I do." He means 'try to help people' but it could also apply to 'overreacting with excessive force'.

"I'll try to be careful. It sounds...really welcoming." Except not. But hard to get to for grounders might not be a bad thing.

He shrugs. "I just keep rusting. It just looks bad." And feels bad, but that doesn't matter. Much.

[raceme]

Yes, every day and very, very often.

"I see." 'Being reckless' also counts. But that's cool, Blurr has seen worse. "I'm sorry I wish I could help somehow."

[sword_redemption]

That will at least spare the world the wonders of Drift's conversational topics?

See? Drift is all about finding the bright side.

Drift shrugs. "Not your fault. But if something does happen," You know, just in case he is wrong about this particular bright side, "you could keep an optic on Wing."

Because he totally has the right to ask favors of you, after flying tackling you and rusting on your toy.

[raceme]

But the world would be a boring place without Drift's conversation topics.

"Wing?" He hasn't met the other bot yet. You don't mind if he sits down next to you, right Drift?

"How does he looks like? He's linked to Vector's too?'"

From all the mech you could bother and then ask a favor, Blurr's the one who would most likely do it.