π¦ββ¬And about Clawflurry...thank you. She means a lot to me. More than some people understand.
π¦ββ¬And about Clawflurry...thank you. She means a lot to me. More than some people understand.
π¦ββ¬Oh, Airazor, of course! I heard about the incident with your pod, since it was a bit before mine fell. There are plenty of us who care about you.
-"Guess I'll have to train harder with my flying so I stand a chance against you."
-[She still eyes him, quietly inspecting him from this distance to make sure he truly is okay after that crash. Maybe he's fine. Maybe she does worry too much.] "I do enjoy our time spent together, you know," [she says with genuine affection. A cheekier grin comes up as she tries to quell her worry-
[It would be easy to talk about how she thought they were both too young, too inexperienced, to be dealing with a war. It would be easy to bear all her thoughts to him at this time. But it didn't feel appropriate. For now, this would have to be enough.-
-"It was fun while it lasted though, right...?" [she asks, trying to cool her cheeks down with her servos.] "I kind of like it, being able to just...be, for a while." -
"Oh-um, of course you're in safe servos!"
[Corvii's gray faceplate flushes blue. There's just something about his voice, its cadence and his smile that gets her all tongue-tied.]-
((Stop trying to stoke the flames of drama dude they are out, we are done πͺ¦))
-[turned out fine in the end.]
[Corvii takes his servo and gets to her feet. Did he just say pretty? Did he stutter? Maybe she's just imagining things.] "But you're sure you're okay," [she repeats his words, sighs, and nods.] "We might want to put off that race, though. Hehe."
[Corvii's face warms as Cheetor insists he's fine, and mentioned a previous incident.]
"That was different! I didnt panic because I was stopping the energon flow. Besides, I knew I could reattach it!"
[She *didn't* know if she could, but her emergency first aid plus the chamber meant everything-
π¦ββ¬All while I innocently go "oh no, guys, why are you fighting? This is awful!" And feign the concerned, helpful little fembot I usually am.
So, what do you think?
π¦ββ¬I'm not gonna hurt anyone. But I *am* gonna damage their pride. Make them think the other did it. Turn them against each other. Inducing Paranoia. Low key psychological warfare! And just making them look *stupid* to the outside observer.-
-[needed medic role aboard the Axalon. Using the CR chamber was energon-intensive, and some procedures just weren't worth that investment with a skilled medic on board.]
"Well, you're talking and moving, so that's a good sign. You still collided pretty badly, especially at the speed you were going. Are you sure you're okay? How's your side? No head pain?"
[Looks like she's going into full nurse-mode. Makes sense, since she took up a more dedicated and-
[Corvii kneels next to him, looking him over and then in the optic for any unusual activity. The more delicate components of a bot's cranium can hint at injuries before the bot even knows it themselves. She grins half-heartedly, still concerned.]-
[Too late. He crashed into the rock and she slingshot around to his crumpled form.]
"By the Matrix--Cheets, are you okay??" [That had to have hurt. Corvii landed and changed to her bot mode, kneeling and checking on him.]
[Corvii loved this feeling. The open skies, spending precious time with someone she liked...she almost didn't notice the boulder Cheetor was speeding into.]
"Hey, watch--"
-"If you don't watch out, spots, I'm gonna overtake you!"
-[Corvii's thrusters on her back began to fire up. She shot forward, into the air, and spread her wings. In mid-air, her frame folded up into her beast mode. It took her a moment to find suitable wind currents, but with a few flaps, she began to ride one, tailing Cheetor as he ran. ]-
[Corvii prepares to start running, her right leg back in a crouch she tried to copy off him. On "one", she takes off in a sprint, but Cheetor pulls ahead easily.
Well, he did say he wasn't going to hold back. -
-"All right, Cheets. On one?" [She asks once he walks up, readying the countdown.]
"Oh. Thanks!" [Corvii smiles back at him before stepping out. She knows once she gets farther out, the timer will start until she starts feeling the effects of energon buildup. But for now, she strategizes how she'll take off. She stretches her legs and spreads her wings, glancing to Cheetor.]-
- "Sh-shut it!" She snapped at the rodent Maximal, flustered.
Sure enough, Cheetor was already at the lift. Corvii's legs moved next. "Ah-!" She exclaimed and darted after him. Fidgeting on the way down, Corvii had taken the lift before with him, so why was this time different?
- "Maybe I wouldn't mind that..." she said in between nervous giggling.
Rattrap turned in his chair to watch, arms folded and snickering. "Hey, feathers, you gonna keep gawkin' at his retreatin' hindquarters, or, uh...?"-
Something about his tone and the way he
touched her wing with a single finger made Corvii freeze, her wings twitching involuntarily. She held in a breath and vented out when she finally remembered as she watched him walk back. The first thing to move was her mouth. -
I think I can keep up, [she says with a grin. Corvii might not be able to match his land speed, but her air speed wasn't anything to sneeze at. Besides, impressing him would be a definite bonus if she could.]
So long as you're not trying to get rid of me, [Corvii teases back.]
So...anything going on from the radar? [Maybe with Dinobot out, it might lead to something.]
[Corvii's faceplate heated up with his comment, and she chuckled self-consciously.]
Eheheh...*oh*, well, glad I could brighten up your day, then.
[Now acutely aware of his servos on her hips, his gaze on her face, she can feel herself getting warmer.]-
Eep!!
[Corvii yelps when he picks her up, and it turns into giggles when he spins. She holds onto his shoulders and when he puts her back down, her servos still linger.]
I hope I won't be too boring company. [Seeing his face, she can't help but grin back.]
You're not *totally* alone. Guess who's back from her aerial assignment?
[off in the background, you can hear Rattrap comment "what am I, chopped liver?"]