Secrets and Sacrifices - Virtual

[tiny_green_leaf]

 G1 Mirage
(ooc: feel free to find Mirage )
Virtual

:Mirage has found a secluded little area in a forest, and has nestled himself against a tree. A datapad is in his hand, he’s reading poetry.:

Secrets? Hmm. . . What about them?

There are many types of secrets. There’s the sorts of secrets shared with a sparkling-mate, the innocent sort, such

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[tiny_green_leaf]

G1 Mirage

*comms back* //For once, I really can't complain. . . It's really quite nice out here in the forest. . . How are you, Sideswipe?//

[tiny_green_leaf]

G1 Mirage

//Ahhh, so that building is yours? I encountered it earlier, and then I ran into Bluestreak. . . He seems especially happy here, which is good. And me? Oh. . . currently I'm just looking over some old Praxian poetry.//

[fly_buggy_fly]

BW Waspinator

*comes fluttering along, looking disoriented and stressed out; he totally got himself lost in the woods and doesn't even notice the other mech*

[tiny_green_leaf]

G1 Mirage

:Mirage's audio receptors pick up a faint sound before he sees the mech flutter across the small opening in the forest:

I guess it wasn't so secluded here. . .

:Mirage chuckles to himself:

[fly_buggy_fly]

BW Waspinator

*flies back around in a circle, ranting to himself* Oh...Wazpinator iz lozt again...Treez here all look same! Wazpinator ALWAYZ getz lozt! *distressed*

[tiny_green_leaf]

G1 Mirage

If you follow the clearing to the south, you'll run into the shack. From there, you should be able to get back out of the forest. . .

:tries to be helpful:

[nekohitori]

BW Airazor

*some time after Waspinator leaves* *is perched nearby in beast mode* Oh, I think once you meet the right 'bot, you'll know about the whole bondmate issue.

*tilts head* What are you reading?

[tiny_green_leaf]

G1 Mirage

:looks up and for a moment is a little shocked, but remembers there are another sort of mechs that are inhabiting the strange world, seemingly plucked from the threads of another verse:

:a weak smile appears on his lips as he notices the familiarity of the form this mech or femme, by the sound of the voice, is wearing:

Perhaps, perhaps not. :Mirage muses:

And this? Praxian poetry. Most of it is lost, I'm afraid. When Cybertron was ravaged in the war, much of our arts were lost. I must admit, I only have this because it was in my subspace before my home was destroyed. I think I must've read it a thousand times or more now. . .

[nekohitori]

BW Airazor

Can't say that I'm much of one for reading poetry, Praxian or otherwise. Of course, it's not like there was a lot of reading materials on the Axalon, so it's not like I can really say much on the subject.

[tiny_green_leaf]

G1 Mirage

It's not for everyone, poetry that is. I can't say I much enjoyed poetry in my younger days, but having this one little bit of home has become a pleasant reminder. I guess I've grown fond of this poetry just because of that.

[tiny_green_leaf]

G1 Mirage

Good to see you too! Well, especially the Sideswipe from my verse. :says in a small voice:

Well. . . If you want to do away with the 'silly rules,' fine. But I'll play just as dirty. . . :smirks:

[tiny_green_leaf]

G1 Mirage

That would seem to be the case. . . He didn't appear to be too terribly happy. . .

:cheeks heat at that purred remark, and Mirage's optics brighten before he looks back at Sideswipe.:

You really have no boundaries, do you? :teases almost as he wipes a cloth over the fencing foil before letting it fall into the grass before turning to face Sideswipe: