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sixthdeadliest) wrote in
re_alignment_logs2013-03-19 08:21 am
Flying High
WHO: Six and anyone who happens to be around.
WHAT: Six is putting his wings to good use to refine his foot map of their area of Cybertron.
WHEN: Any time during the species swap event (March 10th through 24th). Please specify when.
WHERE: All around. Feel free to flag him down.
WARNINGS: Largely clean unless someone wants to start a scrap with him.
Six was getting used to walking on all fours, even at flying. His landings were rough but that would get better with practice as well.
He stretched his wings, getting the feel of the wind in his feathers before jumping and flapping furiously. It was a wonder that this form didn't plunge into the ground. It looked like it shouldn't work, yet it did.
He circled overhead, gaining altitude by hitching a ride on a thermal, before soaring over Cybertron. He'd walked a good portion of the area, but flying was both quicker and would allow him to properly lay out the space in his head. He'd have to sketch it out when he had hands again. (He refused to believe he'd be stuck in his lupine form.)
Of course, he'd periodically land to rest, get some water, and even catch something for food. However, he'd be back at his base camp at nightfall.
WHAT: Six is putting his wings to good use to refine his foot map of their area of Cybertron.
WHEN: Any time during the species swap event (March 10th through 24th). Please specify when.
WHERE: All around. Feel free to flag him down.
WARNINGS: Largely clean unless someone wants to start a scrap with him.
Six was getting used to walking on all fours, even at flying. His landings were rough but that would get better with practice as well.
He stretched his wings, getting the feel of the wind in his feathers before jumping and flapping furiously. It was a wonder that this form didn't plunge into the ground. It looked like it shouldn't work, yet it did.
He circled overhead, gaining altitude by hitching a ride on a thermal, before soaring over Cybertron. He'd walked a good portion of the area, but flying was both quicker and would allow him to properly lay out the space in his head. He'd have to sketch it out when he had hands again. (He refused to believe he'd be stuck in his lupine form.)
Of course, he'd periodically land to rest, get some water, and even catch something for food. However, he'd be back at his base camp at nightfall.

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Too close, too close!
The chupacabra snarled and edged back and around enough so that he could face the newcomer, bat-like ears tilting back at an angle and black mane bristling. Rex's first instinct was to attack. In terms of weight, this other creature was smaller than he was and even though he no longer had an empty stomach, he could always stash the carcass somewhere to eat later. Plus...there was the blood.
Still, it was another predator. He could tell from the look and scent of it. Consuming another meat eater didn't necessarily jive with his new body's usual behavior.
After a few seconds, Rex quieted somewhat and edged back in toward what remained of his meal. It looked like that wolf thing (or whatever it was) had found food of its own, so maybe it would stay put and not attempt to steal what remained of his.
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"All yours," he said, remembering belatedly that without the communicator (who could hold one without thumbs?) it would come out as barks and growls.
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After a moment, he moved up closer and attempted to investigate the other predator, cautiously invading his space to sniff at him.
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Pulling away from the wolf, Rex looked down at torn open bag of partially eaten dog food, an idea coming to him. After pulling a metal plate closer with one paw, he managed to scrape some of the kibble onto it and made the effort to arrange it into letters. It was annoyingly painstaking work when one had no hands, though having such pinpoint sharp claws did help.
Finally, the word "WHO" was in place. Rex sat back on his haunches and looked expectantly at the wolf.
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Six walked closer to the message and began trying to push them into place with a paw. However, that proved more annoying that anything else. Instead, he nosed the kibble about, forming a single figure.
"6"
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The behavior wasn't necessarily a complete give-away as to who Six was dealing with, but it was still a pretty good clue.
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He lifted a paw to pat the head of the beast before pointing at him and tilting his head to one side. He hoped it got the other's original message across well enough.
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Going back over to the spilled food, Rex sat down and carefully used one long claw to rearrange the kibble into three letters. As before, it took a couple of minutes to get the message right, but in the end the word formed was clear.
"REX"
He glanced over at Six, tail swishing back and forth cheerfully again.
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He walked over to the rest of the kibble and gave it a shove in Rex's direction. He knew what a bottomless pit Rex could be under normal circumstances.
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As soon as he was through, however, he was back at Six's side again. Rex bumped his nose against the side of Six's head, then shoved his snout up under the other's black furred chin. He couldn't manage words to say how glad he was to see his partner, so actions would have to cover it.
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Really, he didn't have a lot of option without being able to talk.
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...it was really the only logical explanation as Rex took to licking the side the Six's neck and head, right up behind one ear.
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He gave some grumbling at the licking though. Mmmm...monster slobber.