Chibi sitting

[oriana_pax]

A bar might not be the best place to bring a 'baby brother', but Oriana is only vaguely aware of such conventions yet and though she's not feeling a hundred percent yet after her fight with the femme Blackout she's too restless to stay at home

Comments

[miniconthief]

A human-sized robot is cleaning off tables in their general area. He doesn't seem particularly happy with his job, especially when he has to go pull apart a pair of squishy brawlers and forcibly seat them on opposite sides of the table.

"Stupid fleshies..."

He washes and wrangles his way over to Oriana, stopping to stare for a moment at the creature on her knee.

"...how old is that thing?" he asks, pointing at Optimus.

[oriana_pax]

She blinks, then looks at the Chibi.

"Old enough to be in a bar." He scowls, the Prime coming through strongly. "I'm a chibi, not a sparkling."

Then he blows bubbles in his energon.

[miniconthief]

"Heard that one before." The Mini-Con does not sound impressed. He bends over and starts cleaning off the table next to them with a dirty damp rag. "Chibis aren't usually the most mature of things either. It ain't gonna be my fault if he starts throwing up on things, lady."

[oriana_pax]

"I've never seen him do it yet." Oriana can't keep back the amused grin as Optimus gives the red bot a frown.