Blurr (
raceme) wrote in
re_alignment_logs2013-02-15 02:00 am
[OPEN] Movie night~
Who: Blurr and anyone who wants to see a movie, get drunk or just don't feel lonely
What: Movie night for thetinny single unloved mechs.
Where: Blurr's room.
When: Afternoon/night.
Warnings: None
Blurr learned thanks to Gunmax that Valentine’s was a day to celebrate with those you cared about. He knew that Wheeljack wasn’t the most romantic type. Suggesting something like that could get the wrecker running into the opposite direction and Blurr was not about to risk it. He left a present in Wheelajck’s room, a handmade new sword and a small card with his name on it and that was it.
Because spending the day with him was not an option that even crossed Blurr's mind he chose the next best thing: spend the night watching a movie with friends. It was not a great plan, but it was better than being lonely. They had energon goodies and regular cubes, and Blurr had found a copy of the ‘Princess Bride’ to watch. Only fifteen minutes onto the movie and he already loved it.
What: Movie night for the
Where: Blurr's room.
When: Afternoon/night.
Warnings: None
Blurr learned thanks to Gunmax that Valentine’s was a day to celebrate with those you cared about. He knew that Wheeljack wasn’t the most romantic type. Suggesting something like that could get the wrecker running into the opposite direction and Blurr was not about to risk it. He left a present in Wheelajck’s room, a handmade new sword and a small card with his name on it and that was it.
Because spending the day with him was not an option that even crossed Blurr's mind he chose the next best thing: spend the night watching a movie with friends. It was not a great plan, but it was better than being lonely. They had energon goodies and regular cubes, and Blurr had found a copy of the ‘Princess Bride’ to watch. Only fifteen minutes onto the movie and he already loved it.

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He then pawed at Kagerou to get his attention.
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He looked down.
And something twisted in his AI. There was a moment where, just for a second, the shape of the animal was all too familiar, and his mind wanted, desperately, to believe it was something -- someone -- else entirely.
All the same... he knelt. And held his hand out.
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"Yip yip."
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His voice was quiet. As it always was. But his hands were sure -- his fingers lightly running over the metal, up around behind the creature's ears. It looked so familiar. Maybe it liked the same things.
... So familiar.
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"Kagerou? Are you okay?" Blurr heard the yipping and got worried.
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There was, oddly enough, the slightest of smiles on his face, as he continued smoothing his fingers over the creature's head. Petting it. It was cute, really.
But then Blurr called out, and he pulled his hands back. Just in case this wasn't allowed, or something like that.
"I'm fine."
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"Yiiiip yiiiip" Frank yipped pitifully. He always wanted more petting :|.
"Frank, shhh, people is watching a movie. Kagerou do you want soemthign to drink?"
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His hands went forward again, once more stroking the creature's plating. Digging fingertips behind its ears.
"I'm all right. Thank you... What is this animal?"
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"His name is frank, he's a turbofox one of the first creatures that lived in Cybertron. HE can run as fast as me. I found him time ago near the Badlands he has no glyph but the acolytes says that he won't be a trouble so I kept him."
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He does pause, however, when Blurr nears, looking at him expectantly.
"Like Kay's bird, then... it doesn't have a mark either." He tilts his head. "I wonder why that is."
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"I don't know but he's been here for a few months already and he always behaved well.. minus those times where he chewed on Ambulon's medical tools..."
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He might have asked it neutrally enough, but there's a slight flicker of a smile. Yes, it's clear. Kagerou is a dog person.
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"I tried to teach him tricks really..."
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It's an oddly amused sound out of him. His hands slip from behind the fox's ears, to lightly grip the creature's muzzle. Slowly, gently, he shakes its head back and forth. His hold isn't at all tight. If the fox wishes, it could easily pull away.
"That was very rude of you. No more chewing."
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Slowly, gently, he keeps shaking the fox's head. And... smiling. He can't seem to stop.
"No more chewing. You listen."