Vector Prime (
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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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She pulls it out, unfolding it to show that it's more like 20-25 pieces of paper put together, via tape or other adhesive, and then folded and cut into a large paper snowflake. It was probably bigger than Kay herself.
"I don't think Cybertron gets snow, but this is what it looks like. A bunch of these fall from the sky every year around Christmas! They're a lot smaller than this...but you're big guys, so you wouldn't be able to see it if it wasn't bigger!"
Please say you like it, Vector.
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Vector Prime listened with rapt attention, optics flicking from Kay to the - snow? - and back again. and back. And after a slow moment, he reached for it, carefully, it looked so fragile..!
"How fascinating...! They are all patterned like this...?"
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"Well, actually, each snowflake is different! There aren't any two who look alike. There's been people who try to find two that are the same, but snowflakes never seem to stay around long enough to really check, you know? They melt."
A pause.
"S-So I made you this one. It stays as long as you'd like it to! ...S-So you...like it?"
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He looks utterly enchanted with it.
"...I believe I do. Thank you very much, my friend."
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"You're welcome, Mr. Vector! Please feel better, and don't get beat up again, okay?"
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As such, he's careful. Very much so.
"I will do my best."
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"Good, Miss Solus will be really angry if you don't. And it's never good to upset a lady."
And just as she turns to go, she spins back around, walking in reverse.
"I hope you like your snowflake!"