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[raceme]

WHO: Bulkhead, Blurr and YOU
WHERE: Solus's Temple
WHEN: Right now
WHAT: Sneaking out of the mebay our of boredom, getting lost and also lots of metallic mistletoe around.
WARNINGS: Not so sneaky bots doing absurd things and chrismasy moments. And kisses if they get lucky.

[Leaving the medbay unnoticed was not an easy task. Bulk was a bit mech and Ambulon was watching Blurr closely to make sure he got the rest he needed. But they got bored and anxious, knowing that they could be doing better things than just sit on their aft and wait.

Frank was thankfully more than happy to proportionate a distraction. Blurr's turbofx decided to go and chew on one of the medical tools, gaining a frustrated yell from one of the medics. It was their opportunity to flee.]

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[neverputincharge]

"...now I see why you were reluctant to tell about it." He lowers his servo again. If he wanted the core that bad, he could've just taken him out when he snuck up behind him, right?

"I...guess I could." He might be considering it. "But how much is some?

[dinnerdate]

Dead End would grin if he were the type, hearing that he will in fact, be allowed to borrow some energy from the larger mech.

"Not all of it," he states, wings perking up at the thought. Bulkhead was big, he could probably get a lot more out of him than he could with Wheeljack. He just had to be careful. He doubted Bulkhead would be as gentle when it came to pushing him off - if it came to that. And it probably would.

"You don't have anything to worry about."

Except scars and dying.