Prompt: Well Being

[hunter_for_hire]

 TFA Lockdown

The welds on his newly-replaced plating had hardly settled before the bounty hunter was up and out the door of the medbay. He had a bad case of cabin fever and needed to get out, promising Slipstream, Ramjet and the medics he would return with some of Fireflight's gourmet take-out. His internals were still too damaged to transform, so

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[onyx17]

G1 Chromia

*After an unsuccessful scour of the Nexus' hub in search of anything she'd consider a likeable living environment, Chromia stops when she spots Lockdown... Then cants her helm to the side in curiosity. What's with the bird?

She shrugs it off. Though is unable to stop herself from grinning and calling out.*

I like the cane, old-timer.

[hunter_for_hire]

Well looky there, Annie...

He rasps with a smirk. He hadn't talked to the trigger happy Autobot in a while and he's pleased to see her again. Even if she did just take a stab at his age.

If it ain't my favorite lush.

He calls out in response, hobbling his way over to her.

Th'spark you been up to, Trigger? Rumor has it you got your range up n'runnin'.

[onyx17]

Heh. I'll have you know I've been sober for over a month so far. *She crosses her arms, donning a crooked smile.* And yeah. Range has been up for a few weeks now. Whole thing's pretty basic, but I think it does the job.

*Her optics then flit upwards and settle on the bird once again. She raises an optic ridge and grins.*

I see you've been perfecting that pirate getup anyway. *She nods once towards the bird.* Got a name?

[hunter_for_hire]

A month? What's your secret? He inquires almost skeptically, raising an optic ridge. I've personally found ener-tea to be a worthy substitute.

A proud smile skews his maw as he follows her glance to the bird.

This here's Anne Bonney: Natural Born Killer of Nexus's Earthworms.