Ep0.5 - Restlessness - Closed

Her height advantage was usually fun but she didn't always want to tower over others or cause them to have to strain their neck hydraulics to look at her. This was a new person, This Decepticon defector named Sniper. Not having a full blown opinion on him as of yet except he was a pleasure to look upon she decided to sit. Settling her large frame on one of the tables she couldn't suppress the grin as she could hear Ratchet start in on her immediately in her mind over her place for seating. That may change, depending on how he acted and what she thought of him though, this brightly colored new mech. Looming was always fun.

It had been far too long since she she had wanted to flirt with another, it was almost bothersome. It had to be his frame and coloring, she didn't even know him beyond what she had heard. Velocity was not the type to believe other people, she always sought out the source herself. Maybe she would indulge her urges and tease him some, test the waters, see how uncomfortable he became if she did flirt with him. Everything right now was up in air and so she just decided for now to enjoy meeting someone new. Someone everyone had such a negative impression of it seemed, this was entirely too familiar.

“There isn't anything that I have heard about you that one could call good.” She settled one dangerously sharp hand full of claws on top of her knee joint as she crossed her legs. “I don't usually listen however. I like to decide for myself. Besides, you would be the second defector I have come in contact with in less than a week.” Things had to be getting bad, Megatron must be increasingly unstable, for everyone to start dropping rank and taking off. Unlike Serotype though this on, Sniper, was here. Velocity believed that Type would make her way here too but maybe not for awhile. The other femme just had that feeling about her.

“So they have you under base arrest as well? Because they don't know what to make of you.” Bright blue optics looked him all the way down and then back up again before she grinned. “Least you are nice to look at, despite anything else I always appreciate a pretty mech.”

Maybe it was because she had confidence in spades, but she honestly didn't feel like she should be worried or afraid of him. That and he was on their base, surrounded by nothing but other Autobots. If he tried something everyone would be on him in no time, if he survived her initial counterattack that is. Vel took note of how well he followed her, taking in every detail no doubt, from the way she sat down to her tone and every other little nuance. He was one of those types, but she was she, for completely different reasons.

Dealing with political people you had to watch everything, take note of tells and learn when one was lying and then how to hide it when you were. She was scarily skilled in such things but didn't find a reason to use them anymore. Not for a long time now.

She trailed after him with her optics and a slight shifting of her frame. Never let anyone at your sides or back that you did not trust implicitly. Though she did keep looking him over again from moment to moment, it was hard not to. He appealed to everything she liked aesthetically and it had been a very long time since she had come in contact with anyone like that. “Further notice, how obnoxious.” Her tone was haughty and she placed her other hand flat on the berth dipping the points of her claws downward to tap rhythmically.

“Hmm yes they obviously have their reasons but it is very difficult to have someone sympathize with your agenda when you are treating them like they are diseased.” She pointed to him for a brief moment, barely lifting a hand off her knee joint before settling it back down. “They go about things in the wrong way at times, blinded by many silly notions.” Safer than outside, she twitched her plating then, especially the one across her back. Serotype would be safer inside as well. “You should find a way to entertain yourself or you might go mad, Primus knows I am already starting to.” Her grin was large and her field full of humor but there were other parts, curiosity of course and a genuine attraction. Vel pulled the rest in, no need to let him feel everything just yet.

Oh she laughed then, his simple huh being the most amusing thing she had heard in ages. “Huh you say? I thought my words were fairly obvious. You are attractive, nice to look at. I do not know about your personality but at least I can enjoy the sight while speaking with you.” She wasn't subtle, far from it. Honesty was a big thing with her at the same time as lying. Vel was an odd one for sure but she liked who she was. “Maybe too personal but what exactly brings you here? Between you and the other one, I am beginning to wonder what is going down on the other side.”

Oh she couldn't help how she reacted them. His seeming discomfort at her bold words brought a wicked smile to her mouth and an equal glint into her optics. She tilted her frame so that she was leaning more toward him but didn't get up or walk over toward him, not just yet. Maybe others wouldn't have noticed his own reactions but she had spent far too long studying others and learning of even the slightest twitches and temperature changes. Oh she was flattered, he was looking at her and he didn't flat out tell her no. Teasing Sniper was going to be a lot of fun. Fun she hadn't had in longer than she could remember.

“Oh yes, attractive. Your frame is rather divine. Such long limbs and generally nice and lanky, just the way I like it.” There could be no mistaking that tone her her voice. A deep rumbling that was something like a purr and growl mixed together. Velocity was almost laughing at herself, she was in fine form right now and was rather happy about it. She knew how she came across but did nothing to dissuade that. The misconception was that she freely fraternized, when she actually flirted as badly as she could or wanted to. That was so far from the truth but teasing someone was more fun than backing off any day.

The servo on her knee joint was drug up her leg with the quietest of noises until it rested along her abdomen area. This was a spot she touched, though often unconsciously, when she was thinking heavily or needed some sort of comfort. “Oh you found things out about Megatron hmm? I can only assume the types of things that would cause him such upset that this would happen to you.” She gestured with the servo on her abdomen at him before settling it back on her knee joint once more.

He continued to talk and she was avidly listening but her optics went dark, her frame went still and her claws dug both into her own knee and the berth she was sitting upon. Every single line of her had changed from being friendly and flirty to cautious and dangerous. Just how much did this former Decepticon know about her? She set to tap tap tapping with her claws on the berth, after popping them out from where she had stuck them in the moment she tensed up. “Oh please enlighten me on just what it is that you are referring to? How would I know things like this?” She didn't relax at all but there was a settling in her field indicating she probably wouldn't launch herself at him, at least not currently.

Velocity briefly wondered if Sniper was used to being complimented or not, he certainly took it oddly. Looking him over she was almost certain he received some from time to time, if not all the time. No matter, she was a foreign bot from what used to be the other side. He had every right to be uncomfortable or suspicious. That wouldn't stop her from openly appreciating him though. There was even a chance that it would only encourage her. The ones who didn't flirt back were always the safest, she didn't have to worry about them touching her and could still have her fun. She was so complicated in her desires and needs and rarely thought about just how mixed her signals were.

“Ahh a spy. One of the most sought after and equally hated jobs that there could ever be.” She hated them personally. You didn't have to be a spy to learn things about others but it did help if that happened to be your specialty. They usually knew far more than was necessary in her opinion and this one knew things about her. They were useful but she hated having them near her. Even so her attitude did not become hostile or even change from that wary vibe she knew she was giving off. “No wonder everyone is so...off with you here. Spies are rarely trusted no matter what side they are on.”

He would be right, Velocity figured the list of people who knew just how involved she had been with things on the Decepticon side to be very, very small. There was her, Megatron himself and Soundwave, they should be the only ones who were privy to this information. Information which she did not share with anyone.

Still, there was no use denying it if he knew, she just had to make sure he didn't tell anyone else. There was always the quick way to keep him silent. For a brief moment as she watched him she considered just jabbing her servo up into his spark chamber, it was easier than some thought. Even if it might severely damage herself. She could always claim he attacked first. Fingers twitched in anticipation but she only shifted position her other leg now resting on the top. These were not the types of thoughts that an Autobot should have and Vel was forced to put them away and question herself later.

“I did work with him yes, not for him. There is a difference.” Oh there was so much more to it than that but she offered up nothing else. Attractive though he may be there was something else going on now. “Just how much do you know about me, Sniper?” His name was said deeper, with a great deal of emphasis.

“Revenge?” Why was it that everyone who switched sides always wanted revenge, or to make up for something? Why not simply move on? It made no sense to her really but not everyone was the same of course. “My trust specifically or the trust of the Autobots?” It may not seem like such a big deal but that was a very important question for her. The things she could personally accomplish, especially knowing certain other bots like she did, could only be known by a few. Sniper just might be one of the ones who knew what she was capable of. Good...and bad.

Watching his optics she could see his curiosity and it only made her grin. This she could work with, could have fun with. She knew oh so very many things that either very few knew or no one else at all. Velocity was a font of hidden knowledge about behind the scenes things before the war and even during it. Again she shifted position but this time her pedes were brought to the floor and she leaned forward, bent in half, to watch him some more. It wasn't that she was fidgety it was more that her moods kept changing with each thing he seemed to say.

“My my you sure do know a lot about me. I'm not used to that. Not my past anyway.” He thought her work was impressive and that earned him a genuine smile this time around. Maybe he could be a lot more fun than she had originally anticipated. “Safe? Well you do know the only way to keep them safe, is to get rid of them.” The words were threatening but her demeanor was not. She didn't mean anything by it, not really. Though it was a reflection on the thought she had not too long ago. Pushing herself up to her full height she walked, though it was definitely more like stalked, on over to him and looked down.

“It isn't the Decepticons I worry about knowing these things, Sniper.” Claw tip tapped under his chin once, almost thoughtfully rather than menacingly. Then she backed off just a bit and sat back down once more. Standing had her much taller than him, an odd point for her. While he was very nice to look at she never had been that attracted to those she towered over, sometimes even by a little.

“So, what exactly are you intending to do while you are here? Are you going to be an Autobot or is this just for convenience sake for now?” Oh he was so upset, what they had done to him must have been terribly vicious. Velocity hadn't inquired too deeply into what happened from anyone else but she would of him. Her optics scanned over him once more watching for every shift and twitch when he moved and spoke.

Velocity almost had him figured out, at least the basics. He was damaged because of the betrayal and angry as well. He wanted revenge and he probably would get it too. It wouldn't be that hard, especially with the knowledge he probably had about the Decepticons. It may just take him some time to get to that point, considering he couldn't go and do it alone, not if he wanted to survive his vengeance that is. It would have to be something covert or, well honestly she didn't know. Mostly it would depend on just what Sniper wanted to accomplish and what he was willing to do to get it.

To say that she enjoyed his tensing would be an understatement. In fact she was going to have to question herself very thoroughly on what she was doing with the smaller mech. Vel knew she could be intimidating but she usually wasn't in the practice of using her size to evoke a reaction much less liking it. “You notice this? I have claws. How many Autobots do you know that sport such a thing?” It wasn't meant as anything but rhetorical, something she had wondered about before as well. “For the longest time I was neither faction, I refused to take sides or so that is how the rumors say it.” She made an offhand motion with one servo the sound of her claws clinking against one another in the relative silence of the med bay somewhat noisy.

“I must apologize, I never came here to start anything with you. I am just not used to coming across...anyone, who knows things about me.” Again she looked him up and down then tilted her head to the side curiously. “There might be a lot you and I could have in common. We wouldn't know unless we talked more, spent time together.” The emphasis on time was low and drawn out, she was definitely flirting with him again and was making it very obvious, or trying to. “Everyone has secrets, some are just more detrimental than others.”

“Plans are always advisable, especially when dealing with ones like the Decepticons. Well you are not alone now.” She gestured to herself even though she knew that wasn't what he meant. “Does my flirting unsettle you? Is this something you are not used to or...am I something you are not used to?” Vel was very curious now and she wanted to go right back over to him, touch him some more, see how he reacted. She was starved for touch as it was so these little urges were all too easy to give in to when they showed themselves. Thankfully she was able to keep them down, for now. “I like to show appreciation for a fine frame when I see one, which isn't often.” Her voice took on a snotty tone, far more usual then anything else.