Ep. 0.5 - Letting it all Out -Closed-

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Ep. 0.5 - Letting it all Out -Closed- Mar 7, 2012 1:20:15 GMT -5

Post by velocity on Mar 7, 2012 1:20:15 GMT -5

Velocity was at wits end, when she shouldn't be. She had a job now, a good one that took a nice amount of time and made her feel both useful and indispensable. The talk with Ratchet had gone well and she had even had some fun with him after ward. There had been plenty of time to think and to reflect and to explore everything she was feeling and thinking after all of the opening up. However it hadn't lessened the despair, the pain. Why? She was so touchy lately that she feared she was going to ream someone hardcore, who didn't deserve it at all. That would not help in the slightest since she was already not attached to anyone here and felt ostracized anyway.

So when she was done with all the work she had scheduled for herself for the day she left. Normally she would do extra, anything to keep herself busy really. Today it was not that way. Vel knew she needed to vent, to really let loose and working herself until recharge was not cutting it. The wonderful thing about having a neural net like she did was that lying to oneself was never an option. Pure physical exertion, pushing herself above and beyond, that would do it.

The Dodge Viper alt easier being shifted to, her transformations a thing of pure fluid grace, before she took off with a jolt. There was no paying attention to anything now. If someone followed her she wouldn't even know, her mindset was on finding a good place she couldn't be spied from above or where no humans would be treading easily. This way she could trash the area without worry. Thankfully they were in a place where finding an area such as that wouldn't be too difficult, she just had to be willing to off-road a bit, never a great idea with her alt mode but she didn't care.

Bouncing on some rocks she cursed to herself and came to a screeching halt as she found the perfect spot, some thirty Earth minutes later. Velocity had been trying to learn Earth time compared to their time and otherwise so she was often now referring to it that way, since they were on Earth. It was a moment before she transformed and when she did so it was with the same grace as before. Long limbs shaping themselves until she stood there at her tallest and peered around at the cavern like walls near her. The only way this could be more perfect, as she eyed the overhangs that would keep her hidden from upper view, was if it was a cave itself. Then again she might bring the cave down around her and that was never good.

Then she moved. It wasn't just a simple turning of a shoulder or a step back. Her frame was just in motion and a fist full of pain hit a cavern wall and put a hole in it. The hole was good sized and the entire wall plus the ground beneath it shuddered from the impact. That was it, she lost it. Hitting and screaming and kicking and tackling and well anything she could do. All the walls around her took one hell of a beating as did her own paint job and frame, and she still didn't stop. Dual energon charged short swords came out and they too were used. There wasn't anything in her vicinity that did not get hit from the pure physical assault she was giving to it.

Finally she slowed down. Not aware of how much time had passed nor how much damage she had given herself. Though she did figure Ratchet was going to yell at her, which was no big deal. He didn't scare her, no one did. Just as she was putting away the blades she thought she heard a sound, something not the rock walls around her crumbling. Without even thinking she whirled to face the sound picking up a chunk of rock in one hand and aiming for what she had heard. If it had been a second before the blade might have been the soon to be projectile instead.

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Ep. 0.5 - Letting it all Out -Closed- Mar 12, 2012 14:28:01 GMT -5

Post by sniper on Mar 12, 2012 14:28:01 GMT -5

It wasn't like Sniper was exactly allowed outside of the Autobot base yet. But he hadn't been big on playing by the rules when his insignia had matched his faction - and he wasn't big on it now. However, just to play it safe, it was good to be seen with an Autobot so that the rest of them wouldn't think that their questionable new ally was trying to sneak out. So, it was only logical for Sniper to approach Velocity, who had grown tired of the conditions inside the base as well, it seemed. However, it seemed she hadn't simply come out to enjoy the view.

A narrow set of crimson optics fixed on her from a hearing distance, where Sniper stood for his own safety. Velocity was far too big of a force for Sniper to want to make any closer contact. He just stood there, on a rust colored piece of Nevada, his back hunched and his faceplate as expressionless as ever. Sending an idle ping to the airwaves, the spy placed a careful transmission on the femme's frequency.

"You'll get your paint job in a shape beyond buffing, if you keep doing that, Red," his voice was calm and collected as it emerged from a tiny bit of static.

Last Edit: Mar 12, 2012 14:30:34 GMT -5 by sniper

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Ep. 0.5 - Letting it all Out -Closed- Mar 13, 2012 21:53:38 GMT -5

Post by velocity on Mar 13, 2012 21:53:38 GMT -5

It was Sniper. Not only did she see him finally but he spoke to her. It was difficult not to see him considering his paint job. The huge chunk of rock was let go to clatter down to the ground and roll a little bit away to lay forlornly amongst it's battered peers. Vel had not been kind and as she watched the smaller mech out of curiosity and something else she realized he was right. Her optics scanned him over idly as she kicked at some of the rubble surrounding her pedes in order to free herself. Who knows, much longer and she might have been buried really.

“Too late for that it seems.” Her response was sarcastic and biting but not heated, which means she actually liked this one. Gesturing to her frame where there were some dings and scratches present already she caught sight of her claws. Some of the metal was torn and now she felt a slight stab of pain. Great. The pain transferred easily to Sniper if he was good at observation, her entire frame twitched and she hissed unhappily, venting out slowly.

Once she was free of the mess she had made she slowly made her way over to the smaller bot. Her stride was graceful despite the damage she had done to herself, showcasing that this one was not afraid of getting physical if the situation called for it. Predatory without meaning to she bent so that they were on eye level and gave him a surprisingly happy grin. “I'm glad that it is you and not some or any of the others. Take that how you will.” The flirting lilt entered her voice and her field which she brushed just featherlight against his own before having it retreat.

“Hmm, I think my frame could use some buffing, should still be fine after a good one. Want to help me with that?” Oh yes she was being very forward but he was just so fun to play with already and she was actually attracted to this one unlike so many of the others she flirted with. A smirk upon her faceplating coupled with one hand (the one not as damaged) reaching out to stroke along one of his arms, just as light as her field had been against his own. Velocity wasn't stupid, she knew how to flirt well but sometimes she did get carried away. The last thing she wanted to do was be too forward physically and make this one run off or shut her out. He was too much fun for something boring like that.

This was her chance to see just how much more fun he could be and his chance to prove her wrong, if he knew that anyway. Back in med bay she had challenged him, saying she hoped there was more to him then twitching. Would he remember that this time around?

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Ep. 0.5 - Letting it all Out -Closed- Apr 6, 2012 16:16:59 GMT -5

Post by sniper on Apr 6, 2012 16:16:59 GMT -5

As someone who had always been in control of his emotions, at least most of the time, Sniper found it intriguing what could have set the femme into such a fit of uncontrollable rage. Despite his curiosity, he was being careful, most of all. Should the femme loose herself into the realm of rage again, Sniper didn't want to be in her way. Or, more specifically, in the way of her claws. So, understandably, there was a certain kind of tension to the lanky mech when Velocity approached him. His expression did, however, remain as attentive and serious as ever.

Sniper peered at the femme's blue optics as their gaze drew on him.

"Likewise," he replied to the femme's words on her being glad it was Sniper standing there and not any her peers. Yet, Sniper's reply was a tad duller than that of hers. But even so, he was actually glad. "Anyone else might have accused me of trying to escape," he continued and let his gaze run to the damage the femme had managed to inflict on herself. That pretty paint job, ruined - it made something cringe within the mech's vain self.

Sniper's gaze did, however, snap back to Velocity's optics when there was a touch. It was a very brief one but it was there - along with an EM field that brushed against that of his. From their brief encounter, Sniper knew Velocity to be big on flirting - but he hadn't quite worked out how to react to her tendency just yet. His expression tightened as he processed an answer, but he didn't look hostile. Not for a moment. Only puzzled at best.

And after a very brief while, there was something equivalent of a brow lift and a very subtle, crooked smile. An almost playful expression, even if it was a very dim one.

"Seeing how you're autobot and I am your prisoner, there aren't many options left for me, are there?" he questioned with a slight grin dancing on his tone. "Not that I wouldn't always be up for a little buffing."

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Ep. 0.5 - Letting it all Out -Closed- Apr 7, 2012 16:56:36 GMT -5

Post by velocity on Apr 7, 2012 16:56:36 GMT -5

Much like Sniper she was usually in complete control, or that was how she always seemed. Velocity was very good at keeping everything hidden, sometimes even against her self. Yet she kept a calm head and cool demeanor because it was necessary and normally she really was rather unflappable. Just once in awhile it was good to get it out of her system. Especially when dredging up very painful things from her past that she had been trying to bury as far away as possible but seemed determined to never die.

“I don't think you would want to escape, not after what you told me that is. I pride myself on being a good judge of character. It was one of the things I had to do for so very long, be able to tell what type of bot a person was in as little time as possible.” Looking him over she nodded. “I had more than enough time with you to be able to do so, but all my information is private, for my use only.” She was going to tease him a lot, that was just how she was. Would he be able to handle it though was the real question?

Cyan colored optics scanned over him from top to bottom then moved back to his face plating, studying his expression after she had flirted with and touched him. Depending on his reactions she would either become more flirtatious or possibly become bored and completely back off. Once it was no longer fun than why bother? Thankfully he didn't seem to be insulted or bothered and her field flared out giving away just how pleased she was with this discovery. It had been so very long since she had flirted back and forth with another, however she was also very easily sucked in when someone flirted with her. Vel was used to being the aggressor when it came to things like this and only one mech in her past had been able to not only match her but was far worse than she was.

Mouth quirked up into a half grin that almost seemed like a smirk as she watched his reaction and listened to his words. “Oh, yes...my prisoner. Which means you have to listen to me and do as I say.” With each word her grin became even bigger and her field was no longer just brushing up against his but full on touching. Her hands, even the damaged one, caressed down his arms. The wickedly sharp claws trailing carefully over his paint job so she wouldn't do anything to it at all except the sensations. Vel had practice with this, lots of it. There had been a mech in her life who was very touchy about his paint job and she had learned how to physically flirt without harming a thing.

“How good are you with your servos?” Claws trailed from his arms to his hands and just lightly traced over the insides of them. Once he had 'accepted' her flirtations they had increased a great deal. “I have some of the best wax and cloths available right now. A side effect of being high maintenance really, such wonderful stuff. I wouldn't mind sharing depending on the individual that is.”

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Ep. 0.5 - Letting it all Out -Closed- Apr 16, 2012 14:36:04 GMT -5

Post by sniper on Apr 16, 2012 14:36:04 GMT -5

"Yes," Sniper replied to the femme's notion about her good judge of character. "I guess that comes with both of our jobs."

The blinking of Sniper's optics became a tad more rapid when a touch was placed on him. The familiar tension Velocity had possibly noticed about him they had last met, was present again. While Sniper wasn't an emotive mech, it was obvious he had some issues with touching. It possibly had to do with how he had ben treated just a short while ago by the comrades he now called his enemies. So, understadably, he took a step from the femme, masking the motion as a gesture to move towards the base. Heading back inside wasn't Sniper's ideal scenario since he had been cooped up in there for a far longer his head could handle. But Velocity's company was welcomed. While Sniper felt uneasy in her presence, she was also one of the very few Autobots he could have concidered trusting in the future.

Yet, the spy's legs came to a halt once he was asked if he was good with his servos. For a brief while, during which he stood back turned towards Velocity, a surprised look flashed in the crimson optics. Yet, it was all in secret. "Am I g-?" he repeated, sounding a bit surprised before he grew silent and let his faceplate turn towards the femme. There was a subtle expression - equivalent of a little browlift. And Sniper wore a tiny smirk to match. He raised his left hand a little, sharp, predator-like claws moving like an exptic insect. "-better in certain things than others, ma'am," he said, with a bit of humour in his voice.

Sniper let his hand fall back to his side. His smirk would fade a bit when the femme mentioned waxing, as it reminded him of the last time he had had such a treatment. However, it didn't take him long to recuperate. "I see," he said, with a tiny smile poking trhough the spoken words. "I have, from a very reliable source, that you fancy a certain shade of green that sure would appreciate some."

Last Edit: Apr 16, 2012 14:38:59 GMT -5 by sniper