*Down near the entrance to the brig.....*

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*Finch crouches around a corner with a devious grin on her face, a very large cream pie in one hand. Down the way, Gears is approaching, muttering to himself about this being squeaky, that being broken...the usual kind of griping we've come to expect from the little red and blue guy

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*from where he'd just sat down, just after asking Sunstreaker if he'd gotten anything from the strange, new green mech, Gears's cry of outrage echoes off the walls. On his feet in a SHOT, Red unsubspaces his gun, charging out into the hall*

What's the alarm!? Did Dirge break free...!? Who...

*he then blinks, trailing off at the sight of Gears stumbling around, still yowlling about the pie. Frowning, Red keeps his gun at his side but lowered, looking about for the 'perpatrator' -- to the sides and down the halls at the moment, but he's about to look up any time soon*

Who attacked you, Gears...?

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.oO (Well, well...if it isn't Sparky again... Always seems to be where there's trouble.)

*Creeping forward across the ceiling, she silently positions herself over the Security Director..............and drops right onto his shoulders, AGAIN.*

SPARKY! XD

Not Again!

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YOWLS, sensor horns flaring, arms flailing about wildly, stumbling in a mad circle in a desperate attempt to keep standing. Which, of course, fails... especially as he crashes RIGHT over the pie-blinded Gears, both mechs tumbling to the floor in a pile of tangled limbs and very loud curses. After a couple moments of grumblings and even more cursings, Red manages to turn around enough to get a look at the direction Finch had most-likely jumped to before the two mechs went falling.*

...... YOU...!! Primusslaggit.. what is your misfunction?! XO *more sparks fly from his sensor horns*

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*Having leapt off Red at the last second, she's currently standing over the pair, staring down at them....that only lasts for half a 'klick before she suddenly bursts into a fit of giggles.*

Uh...my "misfunction"? Don't think I've got one...but you guys look really funny like that. ...but you keep those sensors of yours flaring, Sparky, and YOU might have a MALfuction sooner or later. ^^;;

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*still snarling to himself over the message from Prowl, at being reminded that - with everything else - he'd forgotten about the Dinobot's apparant betrayal, he just struggles to get untangled from the griping Gears... finally shoving the minibot off him, stumbling to his feet rather awkwardly. His sensor horns are still sparking madly, and he glares at Finch, jabbing an accusatory finger at her... but the expression looses something as a big dollop of whipped cream from the pie Gears had been hit with is now smack-dab on the tip of Red's nose*

YOU.... This is a blatant disregard for security protocols! Ambushing fellow Autobots, causing disruptions in their daily duties... You might just have come online, but that is no excuse to go flaunting the rules and causing chaos wherever you like!

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Ah, you've got no sense of humor, Sparks... Bet even if I hadn't interrupted anything and if it was a perfectly quiet day with nothing going on, you'd still be miffed.

*A single, deft swipe of one wing takes most of the mess off Gears' face in half a nanoklick...without doing him any damage. Looking back at Red, she smirks at him.*

Got a...got a little somethin' right here, hon... *she points to her own nose and then suddenly leaps to the ceiling, clinging to it with ease*

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*bristles* Of course I would be miffed. A breach in protocol is a breach in protocol. Breaking the rules can have disastrous consequences regardless as to whether or not it's a "calm day" or not...!

He jumps, faintly, as her wing goes off to brush the goop off of Gears... then blinks, lenses behind his optic shields crossing momentarily, to look at the tip of his nose. Of course, cross-eyed like that, Finch's jump to the ceiling is in his peripheral vision, and thus it startles him even more... sensor horns that had been fading sparking to life again for a second... uncrossing his sight and staring up at Finch. His lips press into a thin line as he watches her*

So is THAT how you got the drop on me twice....

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*Suddenly, she's in front of him, again.........although still clinging to the ceiling with the talons on her extended falcon feet. Her face level with his, she looks him in the optics and grins.*

You'd figure that out on your own sooner or later, Sparky. You're a smart mech. ....but it's not the only trick I've got.

*She winks once, then kisses the whip cream right off his nose before pulling herself out of reach again.*

[Charlie Brown]*AUGH!*[/Charlie Brown]

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*takes a startled step back, optics narrowed and glaring at her warily* I'll just bet you've got more tricks up your sleeve... but I'll be watching you! Whatever you've got pla--

*he abruptly breaks off, optics going WIDE as she kisses the whipped cream off the top of his nose... sensor horns bursting into light. He stumbles backwards a step, and trips, falling over onto his aft, sitting dazedly on the floor for a second before coming back to his senses - somewhat - shuttering his optics and shouting in utter frustration, anger, and confusion*

I'M WATCHING YOU! XO Whatever you have planned... My guard will be up. Don't think I trust you! You might have been an Autobot originally, and are again... but you did spend time as Dirge... who knows what might have carried over! What... PLOTS you have against me... against us... I'll figure out your agenda! XO

[Gears] ... What are YOU complaining about? You got a femme to kiss you. Granted, it's the same one that threw the pie in my face and all... I don't get kisses from femmes.

Oh SO worth it! XD

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*is meanwhile laughing so hard she nearly loses her grip on the ceiling*

*between giggles as the minibot leaves* Oh...Primus, I...I... Sorry, Gears! *looking down at the frustrated Security Director* ...no apologies for you, though. Because I'm NOT sorry.

*A wicked grin crosses her face and suddnely, she's off...with a surprising amount of speed. Moving almost like a lizard over rocks, she practically scampers down the hall against the ceiling.*

Re: Oh SO worth it! XD

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QUIT LAUGHING!! XO *glares up at her* Oh... I BET you're not sorry! TWICE now... TWICE! Is this some.... Primus... carryover of agression or something from Dirge!? X(

*spasms, faintly... a little off-put by how fast she can crawl on the ceiling like that, before he scrambles to his feet, starting to run after her*

I did NOT like the look on your face just then! Whatever you're planning, I will not let you get away with it..!

Catch me if you can, Sparky!

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*Finch pauses and looks back and down to see Red after her...which only seems to encourage her even MORE. Giddy laughter escaping her, she darts away and then drops to the floor to run normally, the falcon's talons folding away beneath her bot feet. ...and if she was fast on all fours and upside down, she's even faster at a full tilt run. Leading Red down the halls, she dodges the occasional mech passerby, heading for the main entrance...cackling all the way...*

I'm certainly going to TRY!

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*she might be fast, but Red was no slouch when it came to speed, either. He grumbles at being unable to transform and drive down the hallways... but with all the 'bots scattered about and some of the tight corners, he knew he'd loose her before long*

Halt...! HALT! Whatever you're planning, I won't let you succeed! Wherever you're running... *huffs, pulling more air in through his intakes to compensate for pushing his engine, running like he was, he looks around at the 'bots he passes* WHAT ARE YOU STANDING AROUND FOR?! Help me apprehend her!! *continues to chase Finch down the halls*

WHOO!!

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*As Finch tears by Inferno and Smokescreen, who have been hunting around for a lost Huffer, she hears Red call to them for help...and their responses...making her laugh so hard she almost stumbles and loses her footing.*

[Smokescreen] Faster, Red! Faster! You'll get her!

[Inferno] WHOO! Red's chasin' a femme! GO BUDDY, GO!!

*And then she's tearing through the control room.....leading Red towards the main entrance....*

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*Red stumbles too, for reasons OTHER than laughter. Tripping over his own to feet, he falls to the floor, actually skidding a ways, before rolling onto his side and pushing himself back up to his feet, an absolutely MORTIFIED look on his face.*

IT'S NOT LIKE THAT!! *he yelps* IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK! IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK! XO

*flustred, embarrased, Red stumbles some more, trying to catch back up to Finch... but she's long out of sight. Still, he runs hard and fast, if only to get away from the amused Inferno and Smokescreen. She had been heading towards the entrance, so that's where he heads now... finally skidding to a halt outside, bent over nearly double, cycling large breaths of air thorugh his intakes to cool his nearly-overheated systems*

Finch 2, Red 0

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*By the time Red makes it outside, Finch has already transformed to falcon mode and flown up, vanishing into that favored exhaust port she's been using to hoarde most of her meager belongings. Converting back to bot mode, she lays down, chin resting in one hand as she watches Red trying to "catch his breath".*

*to herself* Awww, poor Sparky. Not quick enough, mech. Not quick enough. ....although most fun I've had in several millenia. X]