*returns to the clearing where the dojo is to be built and gasps in astonishment at the pillars already erected. His gaze drifts up to the top of the pillars and he spies one white and black ninja shimmying up the length of one of the pillars. Flipping himself onto the cross sectional beam. A small smile tugs at his lips and he leans against a tree to watch the mech work for a moment*
*Jazz moves quietly, satisfied that the beam is stable, and slides down from his perch to start on the next set of supports, humming softly as another beam sinks into the ground. He hasn't realised that he has an audience.*
*can't help but admire the ease with which Jazz moves. His optics wandering over every inch of Jazz's lithe frame. Content just to watch him for the moment before making his presence known*
Glad to see you're making yourself useful. *smirks playfully and steps towards Jazz*
*He turns, surprise on his face when Prowl speaks. The expression is replaced with a soft smile and he leans against the wooden beam he'd just planted in the ground.*
Can't let myself get rusty now, can I? *Jazz's helm tilts quizzically.* But what're you doing out here this late?
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Glad to see you're making yourself useful. *smirks playfully and steps towards Jazz*
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Can't let myself get rusty now, can I? *Jazz's helm tilts quizzically.* But what're you doing out here this late?
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