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[silverkitty]

WHO; Shira and whoever wants to play "chase the kitty"!
WHERE; Between Vector's quadrant and the Junkpile.
WHEN; Before Megatronus goes to fight the Big Bad.
WHAT; Shira is totally not panicking. Well, maybe she is, but just a little!
WARNINGS; nope. Well except if she feels the need to use her teeth. No interruption by Centipedes is expected.

Shira thought she was in Hell. Or somewhere similar. Whatever. When she had woken up, one hour earlier, all she had seen was that huge... thing, made of that slick and cold material and the feline had just bolted. It was moving, so maybe alive and it could totally eat her if it wanted, and Shira certainly wasn't going to stick around to see what it would do. She ran through the corridors without stopping even once, easily climbing a few walls. The saber toothed cat hadn't noticed it, no doubt, but the strange thing around her neck, the "Link", had turned on after hitting the floor and was now displaying her escape to all those who were bored and looking for new frequencies: though they had better have a strong stomach, because it was a hell of a ride, the cat easily jumping around.

Soon enough Shira escaped the strange building and entered a strange plain, littered here and there by even stranger objects. Only then did she stop, looking above her shoulder to see if the strange thing had followed her.
It hadn't.
The feline sighed, relieved before looking around. Everything was made of that hard material, and the scents were all wrong. She hardly recognized any. Where was she? Where was her herd?

"Diego!" Shira called, but her mate didn't answer. She couldn't find his scent in the wind, or whatever passed for the wind here. Even Manny's scent was nowhere to be found, and you could usually smell him from a mile away! And let's not talk about Sid's!

She was alone. There was not other conclusion. Shira was alone in Hell, without the herd, the family, she had just found. The cat barely managed to contain a roar of anguish and began to pace. What should she do?

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[raceme]

Blurr saw the display, he was used to check the link regularly in case someone had problems, and was surprised to see such post. He didn't get sickened only because he was used to move fast as well. He got curious immediately and looked around until he found the creature, looking confused and lost.

Maybe it was a newcomer, or perhaps it was another turbofox, like his pet Frank. Blurr approached it but stopped a few feet away. "Oy you are not a turbofox you are a giant kitty."

You are asking for it!

[silverkitty]

At first, Shira didn't hear or smell the robot approaching, too lost in her panic: his voice made her jump and turn tail, ready to turn tail and flee. This blue creature was smaller than the first one she had seen, but he already too bad for her taste, thank you!

Then she heard the dreaded word.

Her ears flattened on her skull, and the feline didn't even notice that she could understand what the machine had just said.

"Do NOT call me Kitty, you unnatural monster!" Shira roared, half turning toward him.

She growled angrily, puffing her fur. Nobody called her kitty and walked away without some scratches, and maybe without one limb or two!

I know X3

[raceme]

Uh ho, he didn't much about organic animals but Blurr could tell that ears flattening was a bad sign. The beast angered reply pretty much confirmed it and Blurr moved away quickly.

"Eywaitwaiti'mnottryingtohurtyoustop."

Just try to not step on her, would you? XD

[silverkitty]

Shira turned to face the blue creature, fur still standing. If there was one thing in the world that pissed her more than people telling her they wouldn't fight against her because she was a girl, it was the word "kitty".

Also, poor Blurr talked so fast the feline couldn't understand him.

His attempt to escape was a good thing, too: maybe it was a prey? And she scared him because she was a predator? Wonderful! The saber toothed cat stalked toward him. He was going to regret it!

No,no :c He would never to that...........................................................on purpose

[raceme]

No,no, stay away from him. Blurr didn't want to hurt her by accident but he couldn't doge her forever he should at least go and try to calm her down.

"Can't we talk about this like CIVILIZED creatures? YOU must be new." he was taking a few steps back, trying to sooth the big cat when he almost tripped.

On purpose, huh? XD

[silverkitty]

Oh-oh, mister blue thing was a little unstable on his feet, isn't it? Let's use that!

"Well, calling people Kitty is hardly what I call 'civilized'!"

And with that, she lunged at his strange round feet, intent on making him lose his footing and fall backward. If he fell on his front, it wouldn't be a problem, she was quick enough to dodge.

Never on purpose! <.<

[raceme]

"yocalledmeamonste...AH!" She was acting far from civilized too, anyway. Usually Blurr would have no problem running away or fighting back but he didn't want to hurt he organic by accident or run it over. If only the big cat could be as considerate.

Blurr tried to move his foot away when he saw those sharp claws approaching, and he ending falling backwards, the pointy back of his helm hitting the hard ground.

"Ouch. WELL THAT'S ENOUGH!"

Of course....

[silverkitty]

'Evil' deed accomplished, Shira thought gleefully, quickly jumping back as the thing crashed on his back. She smirked, not fazed by his angry yell, and even laid down on a nearby pile of junk.

"So, civilized, hm?"

Okay, maybe it wasn't a very good idea to make fun of something so big, but damn it, she had been a pirate most of her life, and some things, like snark, was really difficult to forget.

She crossed her foreleg, looking innocently down at him, since, you know, he was on the floor.

"Is that civilized enough?"

c: /nnocent face

[raceme]

"Lady, you should be careful who do you mess with here. " Blurr glared at her. At least she stopped trying to use him as a scratch post. He sat on the floor, rubbing the back of his head.

"A newcomer, I take it?"

[deusexraf]

Were it any consolation, there weren't only huge things out there. Some could be all but...small.

Including one moving at quite a speed on a smaller, metal disk. All but skating on it, really, hands to either side as he balanced with practice. With the chaos that was going on, it may have been better for Raf to stay inside, but...

It wasn't risk-taking that drove him out. It was need.

Focused on keeping his balance and on not being ambushed...Raf, however, did not keeps his eyes below him. A sudden bump in terrain created a sudden bump in the ride, and he nearly fell off. As it was, he barely muffled a yelp, leaning and braking hard in new reflex before coming to a halt.

He was fine, he was okay, he was...

...was that something up ahead?

[silverkitty]

Shira was too busy pacing to notice anything at first: ears flattened on her skull, she just walked from one pile of junk to another, lost in thought. Then she noticed the smell.

It was human... sort of. The humans of her world reeked more then that. They had a lot more fur as well, the feline noticed as she looked up to see the biped. He was quite small, maybe a young of his species? In that case, what was he doing alone here?

Shira turned to face the young one, tilting her head on the side.

"What are you doing here?"

Humans couldn't talk, but it was worth a try, no? As long as he stayed away...

[deusexraf]

That was a tiger. That was a white tiger.

And it could talk.

...Raf blinked, took off his glasses, then rubbed them in a vain attempt to clean them. Clearly he was just mistaking it. Maybe a Cybertronian with a different form...?

"What am I doing... I'm just trying to get through." He put the glasses back on, blinking once more and-

That was still a tiger.

[silverkitty]

You are lucky Shira couldn't read your thoughts, or she would have been offended. She was a saber toothed cat! Not a tiger! (Whatever that is!)

"You are alone?" She took a step closer, sniffing the air to catch his scent. "You seem a little young to hunt on your o- Wait. Did you just talk?"

Humans couldn't talk! Never! What the hell?! Astonished by the fact she was talking to a human, the feline sat up and noticed that like this, she was almost as tall as he was. Small human!

"Since when can you talk? This is amazing!"

[deusexraf]

To be fair, Raf's best subject wasn't history. And to be fair, Shira was still a little bit away. As she came closer, though, he couldn't help but take a step back. Those were...awfully big teeth she had.

And did she - it? no, the voice sounded like a 'she' - just accuse him of hunting? Well, scrounging could be like that, he guessed, but...

Another blink.

"...since I was a baby?" he ventured, deciding that...big teeth or not, she didn't seem to be threatening. He relaxed, just a bit. "And I know, it's dangerous to be alone here, but I'm pretty quick..."

And small. Small could be good, he'd learned.

[silverkitty]

Hey, she was proud of those teeth, okay?

"I never heard of human being able to talk before." Shira said, not moving from her spot. Even though he was young, he was still a human, and they liked have cat fur as clothes. What if he had a hidden weapon?

She tried to appear as non-threatening as possible, fascinated. A talking human! Wait until Diego heard about that one!

"Quick is not enough sometimes. You should be with your..." She stopped, frowning slightly. "What is the word for a pack of humans? Your... 'tribe'?"

[deusexraf]

And what big, sharp teeth they were...

Raf was about to bring up how he'd never heard of an animal speaking before, but- reconsidered. "Maybe...we just haven't been speaking the same language," he tried, a little slowly. Of all things...

A pause. And then, he shifted uncomfortably.

"Family, actually, but...there aren't many other humans here. But Ratchet's still family, even if he's not human." A lot of Cybertronians were, now, in a way.

[silverkitty]

Don't worry, she won't use them on you.

Well, except if you piss her off or something.

"Not the same language? Why? We all speak the same language. Even the preys! Even giant sloths, and you can believe me when I say there are no creature in the world more stupid than a giant sloth. Especially if he is called Sid."

" 'Family', hm? I didn't know it was called like that, I will remember it." Unable to contain her curiosity anymore, Shira stood up and slowly walked toward the talking human. She kept her ears up to try to show her good intentions and not scaring him or something.

"What is that 'Ratchet' if he is not human? Oh, and by the way, my name is Shira. What's yours?"

[deusexraf]

Raf's intention is the opposite of pissing her off. At this point, he's listening, more than curious. She definitely doesn't seem to be Cybertronian, so...talking animal. Talking...

Saber-toothed tiger?

He stood his ground...stood it very still, to be fair. She was quite big, in more than just teeth. But there was curiosity, there - he was just as worried about spooking her as she seemed to be of him. Maybe...

"Ratchet's one of the Cybertronians - you know, the big machine-people?...have you been here very long?" Maybe not. "And I'm Raf. Nice to meet you, Shira."

[furryfarkinfiend]

"Bloody hell, do you have to be so farkin' loud?"

Rocket had been spending a lot of time in the junk pile lately at his and Fort Max's makeshift shooting range, really just trying to find something to do with his time since everyone was busy with other things. (Now that all the bugs were gone, it was just boring in his opinion.)

He'd heard the sound, ears flicking a few times before falling back, the raccoon instinctively drawing one of his pistols and creeping along to find the source.

Thus, his finding Shira.

Glaring at the feline, Rocket waved his pistol a bit, tail lashing as he rested his free paw on his hip.

"Newcomer, right? Let me farkin' guess, didn't even stop to listen to the acolytes did you?"

[silverkitty]

Shira's head whipped toward the newcomer. Oh she didn't like that tone at all. No one spoke to her like that and got away with his/her fur intact!

"Excuse me, rodent, I was too busy saving my life to listen to anything that creature was going to say."

That... thing in his paws looked a little too much like a weapon in her taste and she kept her distances, ears pinned on her skull.

"And what might you be?"

[furryfarkinfiend]

Rocket's ears fell back to press flat to his head, tail whipping behind him irritably.

"Rodent? Fark off, feline! At least I'm not some ancient, extinct in the future, cat that clearly can't farkin' function right now!" he shot back, the hand on his hip shifting to rest on his second pistol's holster as he glared at her, a soft chittering sound escaping him.

"I'm a half-worlder, not that you'll understand what that is, you farkin' tar pit diver."

[silverkitty]

"I am certainly functioning well enough to bit your little empty head right off of your shoulders!"

Shira growled, her fur puffing. So those things were weapons, if the raccoon were so keen on having them in hands before a fight.

"Stop using words bigger than you are to try to appear impressive, garbage eater!"

The feline slowly circled around the furry nuisance, still keeping her distances. She had fought annoying little rodents like this one before, and she won't hesitate to do so again, and snap his little neck like she did to the others.

[furryfarkinfiend]

As she started to circle him, Rocket outright rolled his eyes, turning sharply and firing a shot at the ground several inches from one of her front paws.

"Sorry that my words are too complicated for you to farkin' understand, old timer. And if you really think I'm going to be scared of you just because you think you're queen of the jungle, you got another thing coming, mate," he said sharply, the pistol aimed at her head now, a clear threat in his words as his eyes narrowed.

[silverkitty]

Shira jumped back, startled, when the weapon spit something right in front of her. So. That's what it did, hm? She was warned now.

"I may come from a time before your own, but I am not the one with graying fur. Are your joints locking, grandpa? Do you still know how to aim?"

The feline may not have weapon like the racoon's, but she was used to fight with smaller, crazier creatures. One of his crew mates has been a demented rabbit, fast like lightning, and she had to handle him. Compared to Squint, Rocket was slow, and almost sane.

Shira lunged, as if she was going to actually attack him, before simply jumping back. He was small enough for only one sweep of her claws to hurt him really bad: all she needed was a good occasion. He was armed, and dangerous, and she couldn't just pounce on him and bite: she was intelligent enough to recognize at least that. She needed patience, and a good opportunity. The feline kept up her feinting, careful to not be too predicable. Once the rodent lowered his guard, she would strike!

[furryfarkinfiend]

"Do I still know--Farkin' old bat--"

Not at all put off by her lunges, Rocket took another quick shot and this time clipped her ear.

"Keep on acting like you're something farkin' special, grandma, and I'll put it between your eyes next time! Call it a warning," he snarled, keeping the pistol leveled at her head, following her as she continued to move. He wasn't a quick shot and a military strategist for nothing, ears flicking as he tracked her movements, already five steps ahead of her in thought process.

She wasn't about to get the best of him.