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WHO: Blurr and YOU~
WHERE: The junkpile
WHEN: Afternoon
WHAT: Blurr found his Christmas's present. He's not taking it very well.
WARNINGS: Racers having metal breakdowns over tiny cubes.

His systems seemed to be overheating badly, and he wasn't being particularly successful at cooling them down no matter how hard he tried. His engine revved a depressed tune as he observed the cube and tried to not break down into hysterics or laugh at the irony of it all.

Blurr knew that he probably looked pathetic, sitting in the middle of the junk pile and staring at a crushed mass that looked too much like himself for his liking, completely incapable of standing up. If this was a joke it wasn't a funny one. His hands twitched. He couldn't ignore the cube, nor he could throw it away. Who knew what it really was. It was wrapped when he found it and it had a tag with his name on it after all. And the stupid santa hat.

Blurr cradled his head in the crook of his arm and wrapped his other arm around his legs, trying to ignore how much his spark chamber hurt right now.

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Something similar to a compactor, yes.A pair of moving walls more exactly, but they worked the same way. Not a pleasant death. Or almost death. If something, getting crushed into a cube and still alive and in pain was much worse than dying.

Blurr gave him a grateful look and then his hand reached out. "No no no please...I still don't know..what it is or...it's better if we leave it for now..." He looked down, embarrassed. He was making a fool of himself and he didn't like others seeing him act like a pathetic weak bot, but he couldn't help it. " I will take care of it later..."

He wasn't sure how he'd react in such a situation. Probably not well.

He lowered his rifle easily but shook his head at the last. "I don't think you should. You're too close to this." He thought about it for a moment. "I could take it to the medbay...? Have one of the medics scan it or something."

"That sounds like a good idea..." One he didn't even consider. He feels so stupid and pathetic right now. "Sorry for all the trouble."

((ooc: Tell me if this isn't okay for some reason :} ))

Thundercracker frowns. "You're not trouble. Here . . . come on." He'll get the special agent propped up enough that he's not likely to fall over in a moment, then will shift over to retrieve the cube to tuck into subspace. That accomplished, he'll help his friend to his feet. "Let's get to Solus's temple. Think you can make it?" Honestly . . . he has no qualms about carrying the smaller, slight-built mech if need be.

((ooc. all fine, thanks for asking ♥))

Right now he needs that support an he's really confused, yet thankful, that it came from the Decepticon. It was surprising how well they get along, considering their origins.

"Thanks. I _{will compensate you} thundercracker, I promise."

[Thundercracker is by no means the best mech out there, but he's far from the worst either. He's freer to behave as he'd like here than he was back home too, without having to guard himself or worry about retaliation or other consequences, moreso even from his own faction than his enemies. And he's lonely for close companions - he misses his wingmates and, in spite of himself perhaps (certainly in spite of his faction), he enjoys the special agent's company.]

"Don't worry about that for now. Let's just get this dealt with now. Can you walk?"

[Blurr has a lot of mixed feelings regarding his own world right now. He knows he can't get back. He's not sure if he still wants.]

Yes I cant. [A bit wobbly, but he can. Blurr straightens up, trying to cover it.]

Good. Don't feel you need to push yourself. We'll go at your pace.

[He ignores the irony in that, and will let the slight mech lean on him as little or as much as he needs.]

No no no...it's fine really.. [He' s been enough pathetic already, he doesn't want to embarrass himself further.]

I..it's fine. [But he does lean on Thundercracker. Very slightly.]

[Normally, the Seeker would consider the behavior pathetic . . . but normally it'd be regarding someone he didn't much care about. Blurr had earned his respect, so the behavior is more troubling than anything. But he'll not draw attention to it any more than he had.]

[This pace, though . . . it will take them forever to get Solus's temple. But then a thought occurs to him, teasing a grin onto his faceplates.]

Hey, Blurr . . . have you ever been flying?

[Blurr would be touched if he knew that. Respect means a lot to him. He's trying to put himself together.]

Ah? No, not really. [Unless you count ricocheting all across the galaxy using asteroids as 'flying'.]

[~~That's not flying. That's falling with style!~~]

[The crooked grin widens a bit.]

You're not afraid of heights, are you?

((ooc: Depending on the answer, TC's gonna scoop him up and take off on his next tag if that's okay. =3))

NnnnNNNNNNnnnooo....why would I be?

(ooc: more than okay! Blurr actually enjoys the idea of flying :3))

[TC chuckles with a shrug.]

No idea, but some people are. Their loss. C'mon, then.

[He'll shift behind Blurr, catching up the mech's arms to cross his chest as the Seeker hugs him from behind, securing his hold. Then, they're airborne, carried up on powerful thrusters.]

...! WOAH! [He was not expecting that. Blurr is used to run away from jets rather than fly with them.

He clutches onto Thundercraker by instinct but relaxes marginally when he realizes that the seeker's not going to drop him.]

[Thundercracker chuckles.]

Relax, Blurr. I won't let you fall. You have my word. Enjoy the view! It's like nothing you'll ever see from the ground.

"SoorIAMnotusedtoflying...you got great views from here." And he's enjoying it, now that he feels safer.

Thundercracker laughs at the initial mush of rapid-fire words, a hearty laugh. "They're the best views."

He's doing this for two reasons. One, it will get them to the temple that much faster (assuming for no great detours), and two, Blurr seemed like he could really use some distraction and cheering up. The Seeker knows no better way to both than a good flight.

"We're actually in no great hurry, Blurr. Is there any place you'd like to see while we're up here."

He does that when he's excited. "Yes, _{there's no} denying that." It's a good way to distract him, definitely.

"I always wanted to see how Vector's temple looks from the air. Vector flies too, I'm sure he designed something special."

"Ah, right. I remember that. I met him once, briefly. All right." And they'll veer off toward Vector's temple. Now that the speedster's brought it up, he's curious too.

((ooc: Wanna timeskip the flight and just figure they both enjoy themselves – TC will stay up till he thinks Blurr's sufficiently recovered – and jump to getting to Solus's to scan the cube? Or even just handwave the rest? I'm good with either, just hate to drop things when there's a chance of wrapping up one way or another. =3;;;))

"That soudsn great. Thank you Thundercracker." HE will enjoyt he ride then. He always liked the sensation of flying.

((ooc:we can handwave the rest, this is a good way to end the thread. :3 it was really fun))

((ooc: YES, it was! Thank you! For playing it out with me. <3))

((ooc. thank you too, bb))

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[Action] - If this is too old, feel free to ignore!

[Action] - nah it's fine! :3 I never mind backtagging

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LOL I need a TC-flying-in-root-mode icon. XD;;;

pfff that oen works well :D

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