[Voice]

[swordofpeace]

[He meant to lock this to his apartmentmates. He thought he locked it.  He didn't.]

[He sounds harried.]

Hot Rod, Perceptor. I...

It's likely that I won't be home tonight.

[Which is to say: don't wait up. And don't you dare deface his statue, Hot Rod.] 

Comments

[Voice]

[good_grrrl]

Oh! Is someone going clubbing after work?

[Voice]

[swordofpeace]

[What? Wing thought he'd...oh. ]

No, Stormer. I wish I were.

[Voice]

[good_grrrl]

Oh. 'Cause that'd be fun! [Smile.]

You got a date? Um...do Cybertronians do that?

[swordofpeace]

Yes. It does sound like fun. Perhaps sometime I could join you?

[Just not tonight. Tonight...not so good.]

Date? You mean socializing romantically? [He does smile this time.] Yes, I suppose we do.

[jerkimus_prime]

What? Hey, are you okay? What's going on?

[swordofpeace]

I'm--I'm fine. Honestly.

Something just...came up at work. [He manages an unconvincing smile.]

It's nice of you to ask.

[jerkimus_prime]

Like what? Is this one of those 'somethings' that's all spikes and carries at least three guns?

[swordofpeace]

No. Unless they're glue guns.

[See? Wing is making a joke. What could possibly be wrong?]

voice

[vision_in_stone]

..Wing? Are you okay?

[swordofpeace]

Oh yes, Toph Bei Fong. I'm fine.

[The good thing about such stiff, formal rules is that it allows for these types of retreats.]

And you are well?

He should still bring her to work some day. LOL.

[vision_in_stone]

[she doesn't believe him for a moment. But she'll roll with it.]

Uh huh. I'm okay, now that I'm not stuck with stupid parents anymore.

That would be lovely

[swordofpeace]

They are not coming after you? [He doesn't agree with her decision, but he will still help her.]

[voice]

[rednotyellow]

... You okay? What's goin' down? [Okay, it hadn't been meant for him, clearly, but he's going to ask anyway. Especially when Wing sounds like that.]

[voice]

[swordofpeace]

Everything's fine. [A pause, while he's scrolling through something.]

I just need to find a TransTech medical facility.

[Like, now.]

[voice]

[rednotyellow]

... [It's like you can see that silence float on by.]

If ya need a slaggin' "medical facility" [Also, those airquotes can also totally be heard, didn't you know?] how's everything "fine"?

[voice]

[swordofpeace]

[Those are lovely airquotes.]

[A sigh.] All right. Everything will be fine. As soon as Suiken gets---

Seizan! Do not play with that!

[voice]

[schrodingersbot]

[Headtiiiilt. Or rather, the open air pause that one could imagine a headtilt taking place in.]]

Thank you for notifying us. [Because Perceptor would worry if you were later. In fact, he's worried now; you don't often do the "harried/hurried" thing.]

You require a medical facility? [Okay, he was very mildly concerned just from your tone of voice before, but the conversation with Cliffjumper is increasing that level of concern by the moment.] I can see you all immediately, if you do not believe that there would be issues with my treatment.

[voice]

[swordofpeace]

[He knows you would worry. Hot Rod, not so much.]

There's been an...accident. I don't know. Their creators are going to be [a sigh] upset.

[voice]

[schrodingersbot]

What kind of accident?

[There may be the sound of tools being collected, if that carries through the connection.]

How serious? Your location?

[voice/locked]

[swordofpeace]

He...lost his leg.

[It's not as bad as it sounds! No wait. Yes, yes it is. It's pretty bad.]