Stuck In A Moment
[Bay'verse Capt. Graham]
A new day finds the Captain already up and out on the porch at, quite frankly, ass o'clock in the morning, slightly bleary-eyed and squinting up at the sky. The long and short of it is that Graham can't sleep; he's been thinking, and hard, on topics he knows he should probably keep a lid on; NEST, the men he's left behind, ( Read more... )
A new day finds the Captain already up and out on the porch at, quite frankly, ass o'clock in the morning, slightly bleary-eyed and squinting up at the sky. The long and short of it is that Graham can't sleep; he's been thinking, and hard, on topics he knows he should probably keep a lid on; NEST, the men he's left behind, ( Read more... )
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Morning Happy Flight Tiemz! Blackout's doing his usual circuit of the Nexus, when he sees a little bouncing figure. Hey. This could be fun. He'd love to scare the coolant out of Lennox.
You know. For old time's sake. And that whole killing-him thing. >:)
He adjusts his angle of approach, zooming in low behind the runner.
SURPRISE!!
Oh.
Uh.
Ooops?
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*Graham's just moving a smooth jog into a faster pace when he registers the familiar thwock-thwock-thwock of helicopter blades, and for a half-second his mind's back in Diego Garcia. But very quickly the sound is nearly right up his arse, and - sweet mother of God what is that MH-53...*
... Holy shit!
*he doesn't think, just reacts, and makes a mad leap off to the side to avoid the helo, tucking and rolling a little less gracefully than usual. As soon as he's right side up, his hand's already at his hip, firmly over the butt of his sidearm, pulse racing. Frickin' helos.*
'Ooops'? My God, is that all you have to say?
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Ummmm. Sorry?
Well, Lennox would have thought it was funny.
So. Uh. Wow. Bad first impression, huh?
Nervous laughter whilst hovering.
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*scowls at the hovering helo, it... actually seems pretty damned sheepish. Graham straightens out of his crouch, raking a hand through his hair, squinting against the downwash.*
That seems to be the case. And if you'll quit giving me a sand exfoliation, I might just give more thought into accepting that apology.
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Hmph. Another one?
*He peers at the human, he looks... less than healthy at the moment. Not that he would know, he doesn't pay attention much to the organics and their habits*
I think the Earth term here would be 'Hey man, you look like shit'.
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*snerk*
Sideswipe. I am, apparently, now good friends with concrete floors and collapsing buildings. Naturally, I'm going to look like shit after having a 'fun' round of tag with them.
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Tch. They're horrible bedfellows when they're all broken up.
*slightly unhappy, Graham scrubs at the back of his neck.*
Bit of a long story. Epps and I went after this drone, took two teams, pinned it down in an abandoned warehouse. I know it took out the walls, cracked up the floor. I remember that. My team was caught in the collapse. Next thing I know, it's hello Nexusville.
*Graham nods at the sleek silver mech* Yourself?
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The jetling is in a good mood today, foregoing flying and deciding to go for a walk. Well, more of a dance than a walk, skipping and flicking his wings to the tune he was humming.
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*movement catches his eye, belonging to a red and white jet. Graham doesn't recognise it, but the blocky, squared off shape reminds him of a few of the mechs he's seen thus far; particularly the chatty one he remembers as Bluestreak. HE suppresses a wince, because several tonnes of metal prancing and skipping around like that can't be good on the joints, can it...? Graham opts to suspend disbelief, simply watching the red-and-white mech, obviously in quite a good mood. He's not hailing the unfamiliar figure just yet, opting to watch and learn.
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Jetfire: Hello!
Jetstorm: What you are doing out so early?
OOC: HAI CUBI C8
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HI guys~ *singsongs*
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Jetfire: Heeeeeeeello little brother~ *equally singsong*
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