re_alignment_logs | Fundamental Failure to Fly

WHO: Fracas and YOU! Yes, YOU!
WHERE: All over the Haven
WHEN: Over the course of the next week (7/8 to 7/13)
WHAT: Fracas is practicing flying... unfortunately he's not so good at it yet.
WARNINGS: n/a, to be updated as needed

Fracas had been a car since forever. No, really. It was what he had always been. Wheels were the way he got around; it was why he suggested the roads in the first place. His undercarriage was so sore from rocks and stray junk he had to do something. Besides walking, anyway.

Changing to the body of a flier has... been something of an adjustment.

Okay, it's been a lot of adjustment. One he's still not entirely there with. But practicing combat with Shockwave had helped his fighting abilities. So practicing flying will help with that. At least, he hopes so.

If only it didn't end with him crashing so much.

Wing flaps are more difficult to deal with than he'd expected. If not for those, he'd have the flying part down. The landing not so much. As it is, he's only got down the takeoff. But one out of three ain't bad, right?
... Right?

Beware, Haven. For this week, a certain now-teal Vehicon is going to be in the sky. And nobody will be safe from him unexpectedly dropping out of the sky. Not even if you're in a temple; he might just crash right through your wall, in fact. Hope you were planning some renovations!

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The decision was, admittedly, hasty and extreme... and pretty much hiding. Fracas could admit that. But it was better than nothing, as far as he was concerned. At least with Starscream in jail he had the time to get everything sorted out. Maybe calm down a little bit, too.

Of course, most of the time for 'sorting out' was spent trying to figure out flight. Easier said than done when you'd been a car for your entire life. Wheels don't translate well to wing flaps. Which is probably the cause of most of his woes.

Woes such as botching a move and ending up careening right in Shockwave's direction.

Oh no. No no no no no. "INCOMING!"

The screaming does nothing to get the larger mech to move. In fact he remains as calm as ever, simply staring at Fracas diving towards him.

He's not concerned, he has little reason to be. His own strength compared to Fracas' was large enough, and that was before the additional perks he'd gotten from Megatronus and his glyph. He'd been a tank before, but now he was even more so. It was unlikely Fracas would do much damage to him - if any.

Simply put there was little reason to move.

Catching the vehicon to break his fall so he didn't collide with the ground was also another reason not to move.

Fracas does notice the fact that Shockwave is not moving, and - as much as a plane can - braces for impact. His Solian glyph has allowed him to regenerate more quickly from injuries, but he knows Shockwave is so tough that an impact would break the Vehicon before it even scratched the other mech's paint. And if that doesn't break something, the ground still might.

He may or not scream a little bit as Shockwave catches him.

Or scream a lot.

The larger Decepticon does his best to catch Fracas as carefully as possible - the last thing he wants is for the vehicon to require many repairs. It's not the gentlest catch, but it's probably a lot better than crashing into the ground or into something as equally solid as Shockwave is.

The screaming, while expected for the fall, isn't exactly expected to continue after the catch. Or during. Fracas is fine, or at the very least better than he would have been crashing into the ground. He fails to see the issue that would require such continuous screaming. But emotions and him never did see optic to optic.

"Are you finished?"

The catch jolts him back into robot mode, but Fracas is otherwise unharmed. Usual dents from being caught out of the air notwithstanding of course. Mostly the screaming continues because he's just so startled by the whole thing. The falling didn't help keep him from briefly descending into utter hysterics.

Fracas does eventually stop screaming, if only to keep from going hoarse. At that point he sags in Shockwave's grip, heaving a few breaths.

"Y-yeah. Sorry."

Shockwave waits, rather calmly, for Fracas to finish his screaming and calm down, even just a little. It takes a while, but it does happen, something he's quite thankful for.

Once the vehicon sags in his grip, he readjusts, holding Fracas a little closer, propping him up a little better. Let the little guy relax a little after his almost crash.

"Still having trouble with your wings." It's not so much a question, as it is a statement. You'd have to be blind to not realize that the new wings were giving Fracas trouble. It wasn't surprising, considering his previous alt mode, even the reverse could be confusing.

"Determined the problems yet?"

"Yeah." He's grateful that Shockwave is so patient, he really is. Also the he doesn't try to rush Fracas into calming down. These things have to run their course, after all. Which they do. Fracas lets himself be readjusted, leaning comfortably against the bigger bot once he can, just breathing for a bit after confirming and yep, he's still having trouble. As if that hadn't been obvious already.

Even if he'd just gone from car to tank he'd have trouble... but then he'd still be on the ground, failing at treads. Instead he's up in the air, failing at something even the most poorly-trained fliers can manage.

"It's these flaps. I forget which way they're supposed to go and do something wrong and then I overcorrect and... you saw." Ground here he comes to see you, his nose started missing you about twenty minutes ago and wanted to check on you.

Treads, admittedly, would have been preferable. Treads would have been something Shockwave could have assisted with quite easily, considering that he was a tank. Certainly he could assist with tips and likely diagrams and detailed lengthy explanations on how Fracas could fix his flying, he'd been a jet of sorts before a tank, but it wouldn't be the same as being able to assist him in the air. With how Fracas learned, that would be the better option, something he could not presently provide.

"You panic." Another statement. Not a foreign problem at the very least, something that even on the ground he might be able to help with. Fracas had panicked with fighting before he started training him, it was something that could be corrected.

They're going to have to work on that.

Becoming a tank would have required a lot more reformatting than becoming a jet, really. New parts and larger parts; Fracas hadn't seen many of the tank types but he knew they were pretty large for Vehicons. A little more terrifying, too. Which admittedly might have made him feel better... but so did being a jet, really. He just needed to get better at this. He needed to stop... panicking.

"... a little bit." It's difficult not to. He's used to panicking over things; it's a reaction he's comfortable having, even if it's not the most logical reaction. He's gotten better at not doing it while fighting. Sooner or later he will figure out how not to panic in the air. It will just take time. Fracas's wings slump slightly and he cringes a little.

"Sorry."

Fundamental Failure to Fly

Fashionably so! .D

imagining baywave in super fancy clothes now

fancy suit with a top hat and a cane, awh yeah

taking fracas to all the fancy restaurants

sipping energon tea with his pinky out

of course

shockwave you and your suit are just so swag

gentlemanwave

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