G1 Chromia
Chromia eyes the gaping hole of the shooting range’s rear barricade with a dangerous gleam to her optics. She never was a patient femme by any stretch of the word. And each klik longer that crater sits there, another figurative thread of Chromia's brittle tolerance snaps; physically expressed through the crushing death-grip she
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Nice driving Slick. Wouldn't be surprised if you caught half the forest's wildlife in your tires with that.
*She then vents a sigh, puffing air out the corner of her mouth and leaning back against the fence.*
So, now that you've humbly decided to grace this place with your presence... *She finishes off by jerking her helm out in the direction of the hole, scowl still set.*
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Swindle really needs to get on that range and start shooting something. Anything! But he knows far better than to be outright rude, especially with that look on the femme's face.
He tries to smile across at her, but manages something more of a grimace.
"Hello there!"
Then he strides straight to the lane furthest on the range from Chromia, raising his arm on the way, and fires a series of blasts, only just within permitted force levels. He takes out all of the targets - not unimpressively. The only problem is, when the dust clears, there's a new hole in the fence a little way along from the first one.
He looks at it smouldering and pauses with the weapon over his shoulder. He's done it now, he knows. But ... well hell! He's pissed off, isn't he? Shit happens. Chromia will just have to live with it.
Swindle scowls, yells across: "Oh well so what! I was gonna fix the other one anyway!"
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Oh well. If Mr.Personality really wanted to do things the hard way, that was his choice.*
Oh were you? Really? That's great Swindle. *She takes out her own blaster and removes the magazine for loading, speaking in a deadpan tone.* Cause, you know, for a second there I thought you were ignorin' me in favour of further damagin' my property or somethin'. Clearly, that was a misconception huh?
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Swindle listens, holding his cube and looking at the ground, muttering: "well trouble is I did bond with him, didn't I?" And then shutting up for the rest of Chromia's 'lecture,' scowling when she so obviously isn't going to divulge that side of her life.
But his mind is more on what she said about the sparkbond anyway.
He grumbles, "Yeah. I agree. Well I was gonna just break it anyway, and the hell with him! That's where this - Perceptor fragged me around again, see. I commed him - figured he got me into this mess so he could get me out. But you know what the slagger did, Chromia, do you know?
His optics flashing angrily, Swindle stands up again. "He hung up on me! That's what!"
Finishing with the cube, Swindle hurls it on the ground to join the first, Then he's pacing slowly again.
"Son of a glitch! You know - he came out with some utter scrap about my sparkmate getting some counterpart of his drugged and kidnapping him. Can you believe that? I mean, if that isn't the biggest piece of aft strung denial I ever heard ( ... )
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*She gets the feeling that that particular query will spawn another rant of gargantuan emotional magnitude, so promptly adds.*
Even hypothetically speakin’. Say he’s right about the whole drugs and kidnappin’ deal. You’d be fine with lettin’ your sparkmate get away with all that? *Her optics ridges crease into a slight frown* I don’t know Perceptor all that well, but he doesn’t seem like the kind of guy to just up and say somethin’ like that for kicks. There’s gotta be at least some truth behind it. And if there is, you don’t think it’d be worth following up on? Even just to prove him wrong.
*Silently, she ponders. Weird that more bots aren’t making noises about this thing. Would’a figured that kidnapping would be right up there with “things that endanger the truce” and all… Though maybe that only comes into play when high- ( ... )
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Secretly, Swindle admits to himself then that he wouldn't be surprised if the scientist's allegations were - at least partly - true, either. He remembers seeing certain 'devices' in the caves, together with a plethora of laser scalpels, and he recalls also the insistence on the part of his sparkmate that he take the vial of zydrate, and his refusal to do so just before they busted up and he left. Or was thrown out ( ... )
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By now, however, Chromia’s pretty much decided that regardless of what she says, the guy’s still going to do whatever processes for him as best. Essentially, she figures he can rant and rave all he wants; he’s going to get frag all helpful responses from her now. Oh well. Can’t say I didn’t try.She’s fairly contented that she’s said all she can. The stubborn fragger will just have to be contented with jaded, sarcastic and highly unhelpful responses from this point on. Angry but accommodating didn’t seem to be working a whole load of magic for him anyway ( ... )
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