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[feminineside]

WHO: Slipstream, Graham
WHAT: Slipstream is slightly lost. Graham is slightly crazy.
WHERE: Zone 3

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[mywrenchsaysyes]

     If one were to ask Graham Spector how he'd gotten to where he was now, he would have simply replied that he walked. And it was true, because how else was he going to get anywhere when none of the big car-guys would let him in for a ride

[feminineside]

Slipstream, too, was starting to make use of the map function, still grumbling to herself...at least until she had the uncanny sense that she was being watched.

Unlike Skywarp, this didn't terrify her; far from it, she found herself getting annoyed, and lowered her wrist to take a look around. She couldn't even see anyo-

Wait.

There was an organic staring up at her, and she scowled at it. "What?"

[mywrenchsaysyes]

     To make matters worse, the mechanic had started to approach her, a slow grin pulling across his face. He halted once Slipstream had turned her attention to him, eyes brightening.

"And lo, she speaks!" Most tended to refer to vehicles in the feminine sense, and it hadn't been something Graham had given much thought to, especially when the vehicle-bots he'd met were all decidedly male.

"But here, here is something that just seems right! No, not an automobile..." He'd start to circle her if he was able to get that close. "No! I'm stumped! What are you?!"

[feminineside]

...what.

Slipstream narrowed her optics, following him with her gaze but otherwise remaining still. She would turn enough to keep him in her sights, but other than that...

"What do I look like?" she snapped, wings twitching in anger. "Do you see any wheels on me, human!?"