Ep 1 - Designated Snuggling Time - Closed
Aug 20, 2012 16:46:23 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Aug 20, 2012 16:46:23 GMT -5
{{Soundwave's quarters - downtime before the breakout}}
The refuel was done. The most critical ship repairs were holding. And Ratbat had reached the end of his energy. More than that, he was feeling the strain of separation from his carrier.
Long study had shown him how to avoid that strain - the exact amount of contact, down to the klik, that would keep him at peak performance. He didn't actually need much contact. But he needed some, particularly when he was injured and exhausted.
When they were apart, Ratbat's relationship with his carrier was slightly awkward. He knew what was permitted and forbidden, the limits to his independence long since discovered and negotiated. He hadn't wanted this, but when it came down to it, he would obey.
When they were together, though, none of that mattered. The code tweaks that had snared him once upon a time allowed him to relax, recharge, and stop worrying. About anything.
He cleared a slot in his schedule and set his reminders before tracking down his carrier with single-minded urgency. The warm draw of Soundwave's presence was enough to fuzz Ratbat's mind even before they linked... and so he flitted into Soundwave's quarters and pretty much flopped on the mech's head, peering at docked Laserbeak in disappointment.
The refuel was done. The most critical ship repairs were holding. And Ratbat had reached the end of his energy. More than that, he was feeling the strain of separation from his carrier.
Long study had shown him how to avoid that strain - the exact amount of contact, down to the klik, that would keep him at peak performance. He didn't actually need much contact. But he needed some, particularly when he was injured and exhausted.
When they were apart, Ratbat's relationship with his carrier was slightly awkward. He knew what was permitted and forbidden, the limits to his independence long since discovered and negotiated. He hadn't wanted this, but when it came down to it, he would obey.
When they were together, though, none of that mattered. The code tweaks that had snared him once upon a time allowed him to relax, recharge, and stop worrying. About anything.
He cleared a slot in his schedule and set his reminders before tracking down his carrier with single-minded urgency. The warm draw of Soundwave's presence was enough to fuzz Ratbat's mind even before they linked... and so he flitted into Soundwave's quarters and pretty much flopped on the mech's head, peering at docked Laserbeak in disappointment.