Blurr (
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re_alignment_logs2012-12-26 01:10 am
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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.
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.
♥♥♥ ^___^
Re: ♥♥♥ ^___^
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."
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"I always wanted to see how Vector's temple looks from the air. Vector flies too, I'm sure he designed something special."
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((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;;;))
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((ooc:we can handwave the rest, this is a good way to end the thread. :3 it was really fun))
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