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[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.]

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[wheeljackofalltrades]

This is often how he met the blue blur, he wouldn't lie. Somehow every time they met it was by the Junk Pile, and whether or not that was flattering, weird, or just strange coincidence was far too much thinking for the Wrecker. Whatever, if the agent liked to roll in random scrap, he wasn't gonna judge. What he WAS going to judge was Blurr's attention span, or lack of it.

"You really need a boyfriend, Blurrk."

You say that so casually, Wheeljack. He approached the other car nonchalantly, none-too-impressed at whatever Blurr was doing at the moment.

[raceme]

"The name's Blurr not Blurk that make you sound like your voice box needs some repairing sir Wheeljack sir...." He knew who he was immediately that's why he didn't jump away. He knew that the wrecker will keep calling him that no matter what but he will still insist on his real name. Also troll back using sir.

"A what?"

[wheeljackofalltrades]

"Yeah, I'm gonna call you Blurrk. Suits you better."

He could deal with 'sir' a lot better than you could with Blurrk. Even if it grinded his gears a bit. Still, points for trolling. Not many really give some snark back, so it was fun to see that quality in the agent.

"A boyfriend. Yannow, someone you can frag."

He took the rubix cube from him and began mixing it all up again.

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[raceme]

"I don't think so sir but if that makes you happy I sure heard worse things coming from sir Sentinel Prime."

It's a good thing that he was too confused at that last comment to care if his new toy was being taken away from him.

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Someone I can...

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"..."

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Done

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"I uh..I don't think that would be of any help I mean why would I ...w.hphfghfghs..how's that supposed to help me to... no no I don't need anybodythanksidontthinkanybodywouldwantmeanywaybutIwillkeepitinmind"

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Whoooaaaa calm down there, buddy. He didn't realize you were so afraid of commitment. He'll have to keep that in mind for next time, or at least set you up on some kind of blind date.

"Easy there, Blurrk. I'm sure there's a mech out there who's lookin' for a good girlfriend."

1/3

[raceme]

Blurr is so very bad at interactions that aren't formal, Wheeljack, you should have noticed that already. He was a spy-secret agent for the Elite guard, he spent way too much time alone and undercover. A blind date. Now that's interesting, and probably terrifying for the other person.

"ButI..."

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Wait a minute.

"..."

3/3

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"IALREADYTOLDYOUI'MAMECH"

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Too easy. Wheeljack chuckles as he pats Blurr's head, mixing up the Rubix cube for him and handing it back. Really, he just likes to push your buttons, and he only does that with people he likes!

Well, not really, but he's nicer about it.

"Don't tell me you've never fragged anyone."

[raceme]

Blurr kinda figures that, it's fine. If Wheeljack wanted to be mean he sure could call him more hurtful things and yell more.

He's going to take the cube and distractedly play with it. "Uh Hmm well uh I don't know if that's a proper subject of conversation eh...you really want to know...?

[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.