Zuko likes cars. It's one of the awesome things that Wells' world has that Zuko's doesn't.
The yellow he could do with out, but the car -- pretty. He is sitting at his table looking at the mini-car and seeming rather curious, all things considered.
"...My heavens," said Kitt, sitting off to one side in his own car form. It's a bit of luxury - he's been human most of the time lately, and he likes the chance to stretch his wheels. "What kind of car is that?"
His scanner whispered side to side as all of his sensors reached out for a better idea of what he was seeing and --
Oh heavens indeed - the little car had Michael's taste in music.
"Let me guess. You speak by song? Since you didn't give me a verbal reply, I can only assume. I am the Knight Industries Two-Thousand, otherwise known as Kitt. And you?"
"Ah...Bumblebee," is the response. It's voice sounds almost hoarse. More specifically, crackled and distorted, as though whatever it used to speak wasn't in very good condition.
"I don't need to speak through song...my voice capacitor was broken for a long time, and it's just not completely healed."
Pause.
"Besides, a car playing a song over the radio doesn't raise as much suspicion as a car that talks."
Ray's sitting by the door, fiddling with the casing on a high-speed data transmitter (high speed by Earth's 2007 standards, anyway). At the car's arrival and shrinkage he glances over. "Whoa. Are you okay?"
The little car turns towards Ray, then backs up cautiously.
Well, there's no way pretending to be a normal car could explain this off, and the guy didn't seem too surprised by the shrinking car, so he figures he's fairly safe in talking to this guy without causing any panic.
"I'm...fine," the little car says in a crackled, slightly distorted voice. "...Where am I?"
"This is Milliways, the bar at the end of the Universe," says Ray matter-of-factly. "Chronologically speaking, anyway, since I couldn't begin to tell you where the geographical end of the Universe is or was. My name's Ray Stantz. I'm from Earth in the year 2007. Hi there."
All things told, this is far from the strangest sight he's seen, either before or after coming to Milliways.
Optimus Prime comes in from the back. He's been spending a lot of time out there, walking, or sitting, and just watching the world go by.
So you can imagine what happens when he sees another Cybertronian - one of his friends - in the bar.
Which is to say, he comes over, puts his hands on his hips, and says, "Bumblebee, are you in dereliction of duty?" in a tone that Bumblebee knows only too well: the 'fake martinet' voice, trying to sound all tough but not angry at all.
"This appears to be a bar in a space-time pocket. And for whatever reason, we are compressed to being more proportional to humans while we are here. I do not quite understand it either, Bumblebee," he says wryly. "I just, as I heard you once say, rolled with the punch." He shrugs slightly. "When I first arrived, I thought I had come to a room full of giant humans."
"I have spent the time in here learning more about humans. You have seen a great deal, and taught me much, but here has been most illuminating indeed. I think it is something about the size change. They make things like trees much more impressive." He reaches out a hand and lays it on his soldier's shoulder. "Consider yourself at liberty while you are in here. If you want to see the sight of me embarassing myself, just wait - I am learning to play some of that music you like on an instrument in the human manner, and I appear to have little talent for it."
Bumblebee listens intently at the explanation, offering only a "Huh...weird." at the first part. Of course, the Autobots have been around for a long time and have seen a lot, so it takes a lot to faze them.
He chuckles slightly at the last part. "I'll be sure to record that...for future reference, of course."
Suuuure.
[ooc: Saw you're lacking in icons. Feel free to take what you want from here.]
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The yellow he could do with out, but the car -- pretty. He is sitting at his table looking at the mini-car and seeming rather curious, all things considered.
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Unfortunately, it seems to have forgotten the fact that, being a car, it can't really open the door to get back out.
...oops?
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Zuko gets up to inspect this. It's a one-fifth size Camaro! Look at it! It's driving on it's own!
"Uhm. The door is shut, and you have no hands."
Even if the door is there for the car at all.
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Well, it seems like it's been discovered for sure, now.
"...Ah, crap," it says in a voice which sounds like it's coming through a broken sound system, crackled and slightly distorted.
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His scanner whispered side to side as all of his sensors reached out for a better idea of what he was seeing and --
"Well, it's certainly no stock GM."
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Then, from it's stereo system, it starts to play Who are you? by, appropriately, The Who.
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"Let me guess. You speak by song? Since you didn't give me a verbal reply, I can only assume. I am the Knight Industries Two-Thousand, otherwise known as Kitt. And you?"
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"I don't need to speak through song...my voice capacitor was broken for a long time, and it's just not completely healed."
Pause.
"Besides, a car playing a song over the radio doesn't raise as much suspicion as a car that talks."
Another pause.
"Where am I?"
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Ray's sitting by the door, fiddling with the casing on a high-speed data transmitter (high speed by Earth's 2007 standards, anyway). At the car's arrival and shrinkage he glances over. "Whoa. Are you okay?"
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Well, there's no way pretending to be a normal car could explain this off, and the guy didn't seem too surprised by the shrinking car, so he figures he's fairly safe in talking to this guy without causing any panic.
"I'm...fine," the little car says in a crackled, slightly distorted voice. "...Where am I?"
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All things told, this is far from the strangest sight he's seen, either before or after coming to Milliways.
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He pauses a bit as he thinks over the explanation.
"...so, it's like some kind of temporal distortion? ...That leads to a bar?"
He's seen some odd things in his lifetime, but that seems particularly weird.
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So you can imagine what happens when he sees another Cybertronian - one of his friends - in the bar.
Which is to say, he comes over, puts his hands on his hips, and says, "Bumblebee, are you in dereliction of duty?" in a tone that Bumblebee knows only too well: the 'fake martinet' voice, trying to sound all tough but not angry at all.
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"Optimus!" he says in a rather hoarse voice. "Where are we? ...and why am I short...-er..."
He was fairly short for a Cybertronian before, but now? This was just embarrassing...
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"I have spent the time in here learning more about humans. You have seen a great deal, and taught me much, but here has been most illuminating indeed. I think it is something about the size change. They make things like trees much more impressive." He reaches out a hand and lays it on his soldier's shoulder. "Consider yourself at liberty while you are in here. If you want to see the sight of me embarassing myself, just wait - I am learning to play some of that music you like on an instrument in the human manner, and I appear to have little talent for it."
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He chuckles slightly at the last part. "I'll be sure to record that...for future reference, of course."
Suuuure.
[ooc: Saw you're lacking in icons. Feel free to take what you want from here.]
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