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WHO: Starscream and Jetfire
WHERE: Jetfire's lab!
WHEN: Nowish
WHAT: Just science (and maybe some flu)
WARNINGS: None

If Starscream was in the lab, Jetfire had found, it was usually to make (unwanted) comments - and slink around poking things, and sometimes equipment disappeared (usually he found those small pieces in his room later and relocated them back again).

Starscream was fully capable of engaging in science, but he seemed reticient to do it if Jetfire was there, or with him. So it was kind of a surprise when that was what actually happened and he didn't even have to keep an optic on things to see what equipment was being... ah, relocated.

"Could I ask for your help when you feel finished with what you're doing?" Jetfire, eyeing the container he'd been given by Liege and the datapad-arachnid contained within it, just wished he could properly enjoy the situation though. It was somewhat hard with all his joints sort of aching though, but he didn't understand why.

If it didn't dissipate soon, he'd have to find a medic, if only to make sure it was nothing.

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Considering Starscream had proven to have a tendency to... ah, move things he found of particular use to a location that was more suitable to him, Jetfire found to reprimand to be perfectly suitable.

"And that would really be preferable to this?" Jetfire grimaced and gestured at himself, thought briefly flashing back to the CR chamber he'd found himself in.

Very necessary, yes, considering the situation, but he had no idea how long he'd been in it until he was thawed out.

Sometimes, he just didn't know...

"Besides, you know that wouldn't work. The spark would extinguish."

"I don't know, but I could stuff you in a box whenever you'd start to talk too much."

The thought of being able to do that probably amused him far too much than it should have. Probably enough for Jetfire to be worried.

Starscream leaned forward against the table.

"And is that a challenge? Because I'm sure I could find a way."

He'll just find someone random to experiment on. It doesn't count as murder if they don't die, right?

He'll just... take a step backwards and frown right deeply at you, Starscream.

"As... ah, flattering as that is, I suppose, no, it's most definitely not a challenge, Starscream." Jetfire knew that it was things like this that would never have occured to Starscream before the war, which was... well, reassuring and unsettling in one.

"Because I don't doubt you could find a way and I prefer myself like this," Jetfire said, eying Starscream for another wary moment and then, tucking one hand behind his back (the one holding the arachnid), he crossed to the table again, leaning forward, a few fingers against the side of Starscream's helm.

"And regardless what patience you don't have for discussing science, I would hope you do too." There's as much of a hard edge of warning in his voice as there's way too little space between them for anything but a kiss...

Well, almost.

He'll just step away now.

Oh Jetfire don't tease him like that. Starscream snorted and shruggled his shoulders nonchalantly.

"You'd probably still find a way to irritate me even as just a head."

And he wouldn't be as useful. Jetfire was an excellent shield when someone was trying to kill him ... or as a bodyguard he can use to beat other people up.

Maybe a few other reasons as well.

"But go back over to your side with that spider thing I know you still have in your hand. I'll let you know if I find out interesting about this container."

He paused and then smirked at Jetfire.

"Then maybe you can convince me of your worth in that body and not as just a head."

He'll tease you however much he wants if that will distract you from current thoughts.

"Considering what you'd have probably done to cause the situation, I think some frustration on your part would be well-earned," Jetfire said blandly, though there was a faint smirk on his lips.

"Out of sight, out of mind not working for you?" He chuckled and then paused before turning around. The shadow of a smile deepened into a real one as Jetfire reached out and trailed one finger down Starscream's cockpit. " And if you require convincing, I'll see what I can... ah, do about that."

And then he did step away from the table properly and went back to the workbench up against the wall.

There were some work to do before anything... else, after all.