Returning home

[blue_zr1]

There's a bright flash of light, and suddenly, a blue Corvette ZR1 is occupying a parking space near a mall. "...well, that was interesting...Jazz, did you make it here alright?"

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[slag_megs]

"Yeah." He quickly folds up himself, then scans her. "Where's Bumble? Ya still got her?"

[blue_zr1]

"Yeah, I've got her. I can't help but feel like I forgot something back there though..." Showtime seems to sag on her shocks a little.

[slag_megs]

Jazz turns his scanners to their surroundings as the bitty chibi scrambles around on Showtime's floor and then tries to wedge herself under a seat.

"Any idea what? Alright. I'd know my way home from here in my reality, but that don't mean I know the way here. You wanna try callin' somebody?"

[blue_zr1]

Showtime chuckles a bit at the feeling of Bumble crawling about her interior. She adjusts her radio a bit, and is soon playing a cheerful instrumental piece.

"I can't really say, to be honest...just this nagging feeling that I left something behind back there...I'll try calling..."

Showtime opens a comm line, letting out a startled sound when someone responds, and moments later, the femme is all but bouncing in place.

[slag_megs]

"What? What is it?" He drives close enough to give her a nudge. If he were in 'bot mode he'd be trying not to grin at the bouncing.

Bumblebee's liking said bouncing. She's now laying on her back and having a flaily fit of glee.

[blue_zr1]

"Perceptor responded! He said he'd be out in about three breems!" Showtime continues to bounce on her shocks, "Maybe I can figure out what I forgot when he gets here..."

[slag_megs]

"That's great! If anybody can figure all this out, Percy's the man." The smile is clear in the silver Solstice's voice.

Then he chuckles as he picks up Bumblebee's squeaks. "I hear ya, baby girl."

Bumblebee scrambles up on a seat to peek out a window toward the Jazz voice, then finds a nice shiny seatbelt part to stick in her mouth.

[blue_zr1]

Showtime lets out a startled sound at the sensation of the chibi putting a seatbelt part in her mouth. That...certainly feels odd, to say the least...

[slag_megs]

"What's wrong?" Jazz gives her another little nudge, this one in concern.

[blue_zr1]

"Nothing...I'm just not used to parts of my alt being put into mouthes..." She chuckles a bit, having gotten over her initial surprise. She can't help but think that if it were Sunstreaker in her position, he'd throw a fit and rant about scratched paint.

[slag_megs]

"Buumble..." he rumbles reprovingly, which makes the little chibi look up with a curious squeak, her little mouthpart moving in chomp chomp chomp.

((hey, will you tag me in my ooc lj? The link's on this one))

[blue_zr1]

((sure thing...how do I do that though? I can't seem to find the link... I'm sorry, i'm not normally this ditzy, but it's been a loooong week...>.>;;*sheepish*))

Showtime chuckles a bit, before making a startled noise as a red car pulls up nearby. "Percy's here..."

[slag_megs]

"Percy! What's crackin', man?" Jazz seems to grin. "This lil' lady's a bit lost. Think you can help her out?"

((it's the link in the menu that says 'ooc'. *tired and doozy too, lol*))

[blue_zr1]

The red car transforms into movie Perceptor, who nods at Jazz in greeting, before responding, "I do believe I may be able to help...Showtime, what seems to be the problem?"

Showtime flashes her lights at Perceptor, in an amused manner. "Long story short, I've had a very interesting day...There're still a few holes in my memory files, and I can't help but feel like something important got left behind when I made it back here...."

Perceptor considers the femme's words, before remembering something. "Perhaps it's not a some-thing that you left behind, but a some-one...Wheeljack asked that I keep an optic out for one of his and Bluestreak's sparklings...and Deluge asked that I try to locate WakeJumper..."