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[stabbywheelfeet]

WHO: Sideswipe & OPEN
WHERE: The Junk Pile || OR || Around Vector's Temple
WHEN:  RIGHT NOW (2/20) 
WHAT: Training. Keeping in shape. AKA: Sideswipe is restless after recovering, and needs to move, or else bother Mirage forever.
WARNINGS: None.
Note: Two options for interaction! Note which one you'd like in the subject!

[A - Vector's Area]
[There is a sportscar tearing around the temple grounds. Faster than probably necessary. Louder than probably necessary, too. But he finally felt himself again. He finally felt up to moving about. And it was either this, or pester Mirage into wrestling with him.]

[He has a feeling that would do more harm than good, at this point. Things between them are awkward enough without him leaping on the red bot. So here he was -- driving around, stretching both his wheels, and, as he hits a corner hard, his legs. He slides into the transformation, turning the drive into a long-legged sprint.]

[It feels good to run. He feels better than he has in a long time, getting out and moving like this.]

[Do you approach or try to catch the speeding silver blur?]

~ ~ ~

[B - Junk Pile]
[And later, he takes his run out to the junk. There's no real place for him to practice his blade work, aside from this nasty place, and even after his run, there's still too much pent-up energy for him to go back to their room now.]

[There are a few large pieces of rubble standing upright as he pulls in. His headlights flicker for a moment, before he suddenly slams on the accelerator, and charges the nearest pillar. At the very last second, he transforms, sweeping a blade low, before yanking his arm up in a sudden, quick slice.]

[It carves a deep line across the pillar.]

[He swings around on one foot, coming back down in a stabbing lunge that leaves a hole straight through the pillar. But he doesn't stop there.]

[It's like some kind of madcap ballet, the way he spins and slices, kicks and stabs the imaginary enemies. Nothing is on his mind, for once, but the thrill of the fight. The excitement and energy from defeating your enemy, no matter if they were just practice or not. Where he is doesn't matter, the conflict between himself and his closest friend here doesn't matter.]

[There's only the fight. And he is utterly focused on it.]

Comments

[stabbywheelfeet]

[He stays like that as Starscream offers the hand... waiting... waiting.]

[Only when Starscream is close enough does he move at all.]

[He jumps. Aiming to tackle the jet, if possible -- which may not be, given he's barely two tons of leg with a robot attached.]

[loyalflier]

[ normally no, it likely wouldn't move him too much. Starscream is fairly big...

but he's not expecting it, which makes a world of difference. count on him making a surprised sound of alarm as he goes down. ]

[stabbywheelfeet]

[Thankfully, none of his weapons have made an appearance. He's focused on winning, not killing.]

[So when Starscream goes over, all he does is throw his hands in the air, laughing and cheering himself on.]

[loyalflier]

[ oh... oh. the jerk caught the jet. Starscream gets it now.

let him pick himself up and then he'll give Sideswipe a hand. ]

Congratulations. You caught me.

[stabbywheelfeet]

[Suddenly, all traces of the anger are gone. He's laughing, beaming. All because he won.]

Damn right I did. I did fantastic.

[loyalflier]

Not too boring for you, I hope.

[ just because he had a bit of fun doesn't mean the other did. ]

Or could go for best two out of three.

[stabbywheelfeet]

Oh no. Don't even think about it.

Don't tempt me to get physical.

[loyalflier]

Considering how you had to resort to such a tactic...

[ nope, not finishing that sentence. just going to continue to look too amused. ]

[stabbywheelfeet]

[Oh no you didn't.]

[If Starscream doesn't swat him off, he's damn well going to try and climb the bigger bot.]

[loyalflier]

[ like he could swat at someone. Soundwave doesn't count.

but he is going to take steps back to avoid it. ]

Now, now. It was said in jest.

[stabbywheelfeet]

You asked for it, though. I'm going to give it.

[loyalflier]

I didn't ask for anything. Therefore there's really nothing to give.

[ well maybe a race. most certainly didn't ask to be pawed at in an attempt to scale him. ]

[stabbywheelfeet]

... Yes there is.

[Well, now he's just saying that to be contrary.]

[loyalflier]

Like what?

[ and now he's just crossing his arms. ]

[stabbywheelfeet]

Like.

Things.

[Sideswipe do you have any idea how juvenile you sound right now.]

[loyalflier]

"Things." Oh the horror.

[ look at how impressed Starscream is by Sideswipe? just look.

spoilers: he's too amused to be offended or anything. ]

[stabbywheelfeet]

You bet your fancy backside it is.

Horrible, I mean.

[He's trying so hard.]

[loyalflier]

[ yeah, he's going to consider being flustered for all of six seconds. then his hands just go to hips. remaining on amused, here. ]

Is it necessary to attempt to intimidate me?

[stabbywheelfeet]

Who's intimidating? I'm not going for intimidating.

[The very picture of innocence.]

[loyalflier]

[ innocent. RIGHT. ]

Then what, if I may be so bold as to ask?

[stabbywheelfeet]

I'm winning. That's what.

[loyalflier]

And climbing my frame wins you what, exactly?

[stabbywheelfeet]

Everything. It wins everything.

[loyalflier]

[ staring... ]

You are one strange little Autobot.

[stabbywheelfeet]

I know.