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re_alignment_logs2012-12-17 05:42 pm
vectorianpolarity) wrote in re_alignment_logs2012-12-17 05:42 pm
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WHO: Vector Prime and YOU!
WHERE: Solus Prime's medbay!
WHEN During the week; timing can be flexed.
WHAT: COME VISIT VECTOR IN THE MEDBAY. He is an unhappy (not-so-)little spacejet recovering from his fight against Ramjet!
Somewhere between indignant and chagrined regarding his loss against Ramjet, Vector Prime had not taken the enforced rest lightly. True, he had been in no condition to move until lately, but ever since the initial pull out of consciousness to ensure that his processor was, in fact, fully functional...
Perhaps if it wasn't, he wouldn't have to bear the disapproval of his kin so harshly. It had been made clear to him - rightly so - that by going against Prima's decree to wait, he had made a grave error. Made clear in more ways than one, but...!
But nothing.
He took to Solus' continued ministrations under mute protest, impatient to return to his duty and to at least try to regain some standing among his peers. As well as among the other residents of the Haven. But until now, he was all but confined to this medbay, and he itched for some room to spread his wings. Metaphorically or not.
Perhaps this, too, was a form of penance for his error, but it was hardly a useful one.
WHERE: Solus Prime's medbay!
WHEN During the week; timing can be flexed.
WHAT: COME VISIT VECTOR IN THE MEDBAY. He is an unhappy (not-so-)little spacejet recovering from his fight against Ramjet!
Somewhere between indignant and chagrined regarding his loss against Ramjet, Vector Prime had not taken the enforced rest lightly. True, he had been in no condition to move until lately, but ever since the initial pull out of consciousness to ensure that his processor was, in fact, fully functional...
Perhaps if it wasn't, he wouldn't have to bear the disapproval of his kin so harshly. It had been made clear to him - rightly so - that by going against Prima's decree to wait, he had made a grave error. Made clear in more ways than one, but...!
But nothing.
He took to Solus' continued ministrations under mute protest, impatient to return to his duty and to at least try to regain some standing among his peers. As well as among the other residents of the Haven. But until now, he was all but confined to this medbay, and he itched for some room to spread his wings. Metaphorically or not.
Perhaps this, too, was a form of penance for his error, but it was hardly a useful one.
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Megatronus stopped in front of him, close enough to be ever so slightly encroaching on his personal space.
"And yet not quite well enough to leave, I think."
He snaked out a hand and rapped his knuckles against Vector's left wing - gently. He knew well how sensitive their sensor arrays could be.
itt: megatronus literally hits on vector
Vector managed to stifle a grimace, though not the flinch of his wing, at the strike. He tried to cover it by stepping back, shifting his wing as if he'd merely been stretching it. "I will be able to return to my duties soon enough," he insisted. "As well as the other matters."