Homecoming [Backdated a few days ago]

[swordofpeace]

Who: IDW Wing and Hot Rod
What: Wing returns to find his latest Roomie moving in.
Where:  The apartment
When: after Wing's...yeah. That. With Magnum.
Warnings: Yelling and beratement. And Hot Rod.  He is possibly a warning in his own right.

Wing was later returning home than he'd expected: the crushed manifold over his right shoulder nacelle took

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[jerkimus_prime]

The door opened on Hot Rod dumping a heavy crate onto the table, its contents making a metallic rattle as they shifted. He glanced up when Wing came in, leaning on the counter and raising an optic ridge.

"Did you win?" he asked, lazily indicating the shoulder injury with a pointing finger.

[swordofpeace]

The noise drew a startled wince out of Wing and he stood for a moment, blinking, almost as if Hot Rod's paint was just slightly too bright. Oh. Right: he'd offered the new arrival a place to stay.

"I'm...not sure." The events already seemed some sort of blur, hazy and indistinct. The fight--the physical fight--had been a draw, but as for the rest, he couldn't help but feel that he had lost.

He shook it off--or tried to, and lunged for a change of topic. Hot Rod did not want to hear about it, and he? Did not want to talk about it. "But you. How are you doing?"

[jerkimus_prime]

"If you're not sure, then I'm gonna say no," Hot Rod opined. He dug for a few seconds in the crate and eventually managed to yank out an old looking polishing cloth. A smudged area was quickly located on his arm plating and buffed into oblivion.

"Much better than you," he answered with a cheerful grin. "So. You'll be needing a medic. I'd recommend Ratchet, but I don't think you would ever forgive me."

/dead from your icon keywords.

[swordofpeace]

"Sometimes it's a bit more complicated than 'win' and 'lose'," Wing said. He grinned, watching Hot Rod's fastidious self-buffing. It was...endearing. And hopeful, too, that in a war there was still time and place for a mech to have some personal pride.

Maybe too much, with Hot Rod, but still. It was a place to start.

"Primaxian Ratchet?" This is the first Wing had heard anyone say anything bad about him so he's a little surprised. "Is there something wrong with him? He seems really...concerned."