rwVerse. Ocean City. Explanations
Blackout lessened the charge as she felt the mech in her arms stop struggling and heard his inarticulate exclamations of surprise fade, and then lifted her head to look at him as he went offline with a soft sigh through his intakes. "Tell me again there's nothing nice about Decepticons, Jetfire."
His only reply was the soft, automatic whir of his engine.
Blackout chuckled and set him gently on the floor with his back propped against the wall, then arranged his limbs comfortably and straightened to quirk an optic ridge at the Omnicon who'd stopped to look at her.
Strongarm grinned and blushed slightly, then tipped her a slight salute as he continued on his way, and the black femme chuckled again as she remembered his shy response when she'd caught him down in the lower levels and kissed him just to see what he'd do.
Then she looked back down at Jetfire and rumbled at him as she remembered his cocky and derogatory words about Decepticons. A husky yowl from her cockpit answered the rumble, and her scowl faded into a fond smile as she let Scorponok out onto her hand. "Autobots are lugnuts, eh, Scorponok?"
The little tawny cat's tail lashed angrily as he looked down at the insensate mech, but then he made a happy little chirp and rubbed his cheek against her fingers, trying to make up with contact what he could no longer express through their link.
Blackout crooned softly in response, holding him close as she turned and headed toward the command room. "Yes, I know. I love you too, even if you are fuzzy."
She rumbled gentle laughter at the sound he made, recognizing an explicative when she heard one, then looked up as she passed through the door and wandered over to take a place next to Inferno.
"Blackout is mine," Primus was saying from the screen set in the floor. "I brought her here from another reality to play a part in things that are to come. She is a strong soldier, and loyal."
"I understand." Optimus nodded.
"Is that a cat?" Inferno tipped his head up to try and see the source of the purring.
Scorponok paused to hiss at him, and then resumed snuggling Blackout's fingers.
"Wow." The red mech blinked at the tiny creature's ferocity, but then turned his attention back to Optimus as the conversation with Primus drew to an end.
"Bring her with you," the Transformers' creator was saying. "And trust her."
"Alright." Optimus nodded again, then looked up and saw her there. "Blackout, where is your team?"
"Having a little R and R," she replied without looking up from the ecstatically stropping Scorpicat.
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"I'm going to really miss you, Belladonna," said Demolisher wistfully from where he sat with his arms around his sparkmate on one of the window seats that overlooked the ocean. "But Blackout says we'll be back soon."
"Mmmm." Belladonna stirred slightly and smiled, then leaned up and set her lips to his.
"Aww, man... as if the humans aren't bad enough!" Signal Flare stopped to scowl at them. "Can you two not do that in public?"
Demolisher and Belladonna ignored him.
* * *
"You know, shooting you would be more fun if you actually got hurt." Cyclonus paused in his wild strafing run to scowl at Tidal Wave, who was floating above the water some distance from the city.
The larger mech looked down at the dents and paint damage he'd acquired from his teammate's concentrated attack. "If you weren't a wimp, maybe Tidal Wave would get hurt."
"Wimp! Oh you are so in for it now, lugnut!" Cyclonus opened up with all his weapons. "When I'm done I'll be the only pretty one on the team!"
"Dream on, wimp." Tidal Wave resumed his musings.
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"Have you seen Jetfire?" asked Optimus. "He was supposed to be here."
"I didn't seen him coming here." Blackout hid her smirk by holding Scorpicat up to her cheek.
"Another reality, huh?" said Hotshot, looking up at her curiously.
"Mmmhmmm." She watched Optimus page Jetfire and rumbled softly at the other mech's sheepish and slightly dazed sounding reply, then lifted her head to look at Kicker where he leaned over the railing of the balcony. The boy looked back warily, but without hostility, and she smiled and lowered her head back to her transformed partner.
"Tell us about it?" asked Hotshot, after several moments' wait.
"No."
His only reply was the soft, automatic whir of his engine.
Blackout chuckled and set him gently on the floor with his back propped against the wall, then arranged his limbs comfortably and straightened to quirk an optic ridge at the Omnicon who'd stopped to look at her.
Strongarm grinned and blushed slightly, then tipped her a slight salute as he continued on his way, and the black femme chuckled again as she remembered his shy response when she'd caught him down in the lower levels and kissed him just to see what he'd do.
Then she looked back down at Jetfire and rumbled at him as she remembered his cocky and derogatory words about Decepticons. A husky yowl from her cockpit answered the rumble, and her scowl faded into a fond smile as she let Scorponok out onto her hand. "Autobots are lugnuts, eh, Scorponok?"
The little tawny cat's tail lashed angrily as he looked down at the insensate mech, but then he made a happy little chirp and rubbed his cheek against her fingers, trying to make up with contact what he could no longer express through their link.
Blackout crooned softly in response, holding him close as she turned and headed toward the command room. "Yes, I know. I love you too, even if you are fuzzy."
She rumbled gentle laughter at the sound he made, recognizing an explicative when she heard one, then looked up as she passed through the door and wandered over to take a place next to Inferno.
"Blackout is mine," Primus was saying from the screen set in the floor. "I brought her here from another reality to play a part in things that are to come. She is a strong soldier, and loyal."
"I understand." Optimus nodded.
"Is that a cat?" Inferno tipped his head up to try and see the source of the purring.
Scorponok paused to hiss at him, and then resumed snuggling Blackout's fingers.
"Wow." The red mech blinked at the tiny creature's ferocity, but then turned his attention back to Optimus as the conversation with Primus drew to an end.
"Bring her with you," the Transformers' creator was saying. "And trust her."
"Alright." Optimus nodded again, then looked up and saw her there. "Blackout, where is your team?"
"Having a little R and R," she replied without looking up from the ecstatically stropping Scorpicat.
scene cut
"I'm going to really miss you, Belladonna," said Demolisher wistfully from where he sat with his arms around his sparkmate on one of the window seats that overlooked the ocean. "But Blackout says we'll be back soon."
"Mmmm." Belladonna stirred slightly and smiled, then leaned up and set her lips to his.
"Aww, man... as if the humans aren't bad enough!" Signal Flare stopped to scowl at them. "Can you two not do that in public?"
Demolisher and Belladonna ignored him.
* * *
"You know, shooting you would be more fun if you actually got hurt." Cyclonus paused in his wild strafing run to scowl at Tidal Wave, who was floating above the water some distance from the city.
The larger mech looked down at the dents and paint damage he'd acquired from his teammate's concentrated attack. "If you weren't a wimp, maybe Tidal Wave would get hurt."
"Wimp! Oh you are so in for it now, lugnut!" Cyclonus opened up with all his weapons. "When I'm done I'll be the only pretty one on the team!"
"Dream on, wimp." Tidal Wave resumed his musings.
end scene cut
"Have you seen Jetfire?" asked Optimus. "He was supposed to be here."
"I didn't seen him coming here." Blackout hid her smirk by holding Scorpicat up to her cheek.
"Another reality, huh?" said Hotshot, looking up at her curiously.
"Mmmhmmm." She watched Optimus page Jetfire and rumbled softly at the other mech's sheepish and slightly dazed sounding reply, then lifted her head to look at Kicker where he leaned over the railing of the balcony. The boy looked back warily, but without hostility, and she smiled and lowered her head back to her transformed partner.
"Tell us about it?" asked Hotshot, after several moments' wait.
"No."