Ep1.5 - 'S'up' - Closed
Nov 12, 2012 17:44:21 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Nov 12, 2012 17:44:21 GMT -5
<<OOC: For Downforce. ^^>>
After striking off the usual ports of call for where the shiny blue racer might be found on the rare occassion when he was on-ship out of duty hours, Fairwinds arrived at the least likely of doors and blasted a quick request for admittance. Downforce's frame appeared within the now-open doorway to his quarters, and he had no sooner laid eyes on the avian cassette than she'd zipped over his shoulder and plopped herself comfortably on his couch.
"Fragging glitching Primus-fender-sucking meanies stole my gummies!" she whined, beak sort-of pouting with the force of the exclaimation that had been building pressure in her vocaliser since she'd returned to the Nemesis with Megatron four days ago.
"I had'em all packaged and everything!" Fairwinds went on at a similar volume and petulent pitch, sticking her pedes out in front of her with a huff so that she was sat on the rear of her undercarriage. "Now I have to find something else to bribe the Raddies with so help me steal another drum of glycerol, cuz all the Pokemon figures I had got broke when the ship was pitching about."
As Downforce made his way back from the door, and still unable to get a word in sideways, Fairwinds bounced with wide, need-to-tell-you optics. "And they blew, like, a hole in the engine room Steve's gonna be bitching about forever."
A silent pause: short for most mecha but an eternity for a throttled cassette with a familiar and very well liked audience.
Fairwinds tipped her head until it was almost inverted, squinting dramatically. "Hey - did I hear this right? Did Knock Out give you itty-bitty scraplets?"
After striking off the usual ports of call for where the shiny blue racer might be found on the rare occassion when he was on-ship out of duty hours, Fairwinds arrived at the least likely of doors and blasted a quick request for admittance. Downforce's frame appeared within the now-open doorway to his quarters, and he had no sooner laid eyes on the avian cassette than she'd zipped over his shoulder and plopped herself comfortably on his couch.
"Fragging glitching Primus-fender-sucking meanies stole my gummies!" she whined, beak sort-of pouting with the force of the exclaimation that had been building pressure in her vocaliser since she'd returned to the Nemesis with Megatron four days ago.
"I had'em all packaged and everything!" Fairwinds went on at a similar volume and petulent pitch, sticking her pedes out in front of her with a huff so that she was sat on the rear of her undercarriage. "Now I have to find something else to bribe the Raddies with so help me steal another drum of glycerol, cuz all the Pokemon figures I had got broke when the ship was pitching about."
As Downforce made his way back from the door, and still unable to get a word in sideways, Fairwinds bounced with wide, need-to-tell-you optics. "And they blew, like, a hole in the engine room Steve's gonna be bitching about forever."
A silent pause: short for most mecha but an eternity for a throttled cassette with a familiar and very well liked audience.
Fairwinds tipped her head until it was almost inverted, squinting dramatically. "Hey - did I hear this right? Did Knock Out give you itty-bitty scraplets?"