[ti]Ep 2[/ti]Anything He Can do, I Can Do Better
Nov 27, 2016 0:06:22 GMT -5
Post by Knock Out on Nov 27, 2016 0:06:22 GMT -5
“Huh.”
Knock Out was only half listening at this point, focusing on the blueprints as he awkwardly began fastening parts together – almost as if he was unsure if these two parts should actually go together. Another quick glance at the blueprint revealed that, yes, he was doing this right. It'd been a long while since he'd made anything like this, but he accepted the challenge he'd stupidly given himself - and he couldn't exactly back out when he had to one up Flatline.
“Your logic is refreshing.” He chuckled, tilting one part in his servo as he continued to work on the frame. Then again it... Weirdly made sense. It sure was a long-winded way of coming to a conclusion on something, but that was just how Skywarp worked.
“Flatline said that, mm?” He blinked. He didn't know Flatline had it in him. Then again, leaving someone for dead was entirely different than actually killing them – so maybe he didn't. He did definitely remember seeing Flatline skulking around with three arms, however. Yet Flatline never came to get it repaired – at least not by Knock Out. Although Knock Out hadn't exactly offered – waiting for Flatline to sink low enough to ask for help. Which he sadly never did. Probably because Knock Out would've asked questions to pry what happened out of Flatline, and then told... Ooooh, everyone.
He'd honestly forgotten all about it until now, but it was far too late to do anything with. Still, it was good to know.
His attention was drawn briefly by the whine, and he'd glance up and look over to Skywarp as he struggled across the room with the paint choices.
“So... Pick six..? Seven? I don't know, just not all of them,” He vented out a soft sigh. “Take your time, it'll be a while before we're even at the painting stage. Test them out on your arm or something to get a feel for the colors, if you'd like.”
Knock Out was only half listening at this point, focusing on the blueprints as he awkwardly began fastening parts together – almost as if he was unsure if these two parts should actually go together. Another quick glance at the blueprint revealed that, yes, he was doing this right. It'd been a long while since he'd made anything like this, but he accepted the challenge he'd stupidly given himself - and he couldn't exactly back out when he had to one up Flatline.
“Your logic is refreshing.” He chuckled, tilting one part in his servo as he continued to work on the frame. Then again it... Weirdly made sense. It sure was a long-winded way of coming to a conclusion on something, but that was just how Skywarp worked.
“Flatline said that, mm?” He blinked. He didn't know Flatline had it in him. Then again, leaving someone for dead was entirely different than actually killing them – so maybe he didn't. He did definitely remember seeing Flatline skulking around with three arms, however. Yet Flatline never came to get it repaired – at least not by Knock Out. Although Knock Out hadn't exactly offered – waiting for Flatline to sink low enough to ask for help. Which he sadly never did. Probably because Knock Out would've asked questions to pry what happened out of Flatline, and then told... Ooooh, everyone.
He'd honestly forgotten all about it until now, but it was far too late to do anything with. Still, it was good to know.
His attention was drawn briefly by the whine, and he'd glance up and look over to Skywarp as he struggled across the room with the paint choices.
“So... Pick six..? Seven? I don't know, just not all of them,” He vented out a soft sigh. “Take your time, it'll be a while before we're even at the painting stage. Test them out on your arm or something to get a feel for the colors, if you'd like.”