just leave it to me! [OPEN]

[stupiddaredevil]

Who: Wreck-Gar & OPEN!
What: Wreck-Gar has decided he will try to make a stadium. Having help is good!
Where: Eastern District
When: Tuesday afternoon.
Warnings: Nope! Will change if necessary!
Notes: Wreck-Gar is in human form unless otherwise specified.

Comments

[flame_flurry]

It's entirely by coincidence that Axel ends up in the Eastern District. Ever since the clones disappeared, he's been practicing creating portals whenever he gets a chance (and is sure that Optimus can look out for Roxas), with the assumption that practice will make it easier. That's how it works for Bending, after all. The same principle should apply.

So far, it hasn't worked.

The Nobody steps out of the Corridor, wincing slightly at the drain on his energy. It shouldn't be so hard to create them. He's not even going very far; it's still the same world, after all. He glances at his hands, a small frown in place. Maybe he should ask Optimus about this....

Lost in his own contemplation (and more than a bit drained), he completely fails to notice that he's appeared directly in Wreck-Gar's way.

[stupiddaredevil]

Almost out of no where, a man steps out of some whirling darkness. His chest almost sort of... flutters uncomfortably at it. Huh. What was that?

...OH WELL.

Wreck-Gar's antenna flicks a bit, then he smiles brightly before waving at Axel.

"Hello! Bah weep gragnah weep nini bong!" he shouts out to the stranger.

Eeyore peers over Wreck-Gar's shoulder, giving a metallic whine.

[flame_flurry]

Given the fact that Axel doesn't know what his current standing with the Organization is, it's really no surprise that he reacts rather ... defensively to the sudden voice. Chakrams appear in whirls of black as he spins around, raising both in preparation--

And then he gets a look at the man who spoke.

Wow. Not what he expected.

"Ah," he says, dismissing both weapons in identical swirls of thorny darkness. "Thought you were someone else." He fixes a sheepish smile on his face and scratches the back of his head with one hand. "Sorry about that."

His other hand, of course, remains by his side, fully prepared to open another portal to get him out of here. Even though that'll drain more energy than is really safe....

[stupiddaredevil]

All that Wreck-Gar seems to do is smile obliviously, not feeling threatened at all by the chakrams. Eeyore whines behind him, almost apprehensively, but Wreck-Gar just watches the man curiously. He does tighten his hands into little fists, ready to form his scissors if he needs to.

But the man draws back, and Wreck-Gar smiles more.

"It's okay!" he assures brightly. "I am Wreck-Gar! I am an Autobot hero! Who are you?"