Nexus and MV. The Black Dog, a Bus Terminal and the /Ark/ Base. Newcomers Part 2
Continued from here
Dallas: *shoulders shaking as he snickerfits*
Col. Franklin: Who is Moody, Major MacKenzie?
Dallas: He's a big, strong grouch of a man.... Doesn't take crap from anyone who hasn't proven they can handle a weapon....
Col. Franklin: I see. *looks down as his leg is seized* Hello.
blond boy: *eager greeting and a big, lovely grin*
Roughsong: I told them I was taking them to find them families. They really seem to have taken it to heart. I hadn't realized so many of them would understand that well.
Col. Franklin: Well the first thing we need to do is have a medic look at them.
Dallas: Rachel's got her hands full right now....
Col. Franklin: What about Dr. Anderson?
Dallas: *finger to ear*
Marcia: *hunkered down holding crying bitty with a new shiner. Tried scaring the girl, who didn't scare. Wound up accidentally hitting her instead* Hey...
grey eyes: *snuggles against Marcia and sobs quietly*
Marcia: *scoooowling*
Russell: *right there.... and has Drift with him too*
Drift: *blink blink* Er.... What's going on?
Wing: *flies around and looks at all these small people*
Col. Franklin: *explains to Russell and Drift about the children* They're all about twelve years old, but they'll never leave the mental level of normal toddlers.
grey eyes: *pauses in her sobbing to look at the Wallace face that is suddenly close to her own. Does what Marcia just did to her! Slap!*
Drift: *acks and hurries over to keep Wallace from retaliating*
Russell: *small frown, will move to scan the child that's holding onto Col. Franklin's leg*
Marcia: *wallops Wallace* Slag off!
Raf: *watching the sibling interaction with amusement. He's walloped Wallace a few times himself since coming to Earth*
little blond boy on the Franklin leg: *healthy, carrying no strange germs. A bit cold, but not showing any distress at it*
Russell: *small nod* This little one is healthy.... *will move to scan each of the children, though he'll wait till Marcia's done walloping Wallace to scan the little girl that's clinging to the goth*
Col. Franklin: *stoops to lift the boy into his arms* ...I guess I have two sons now, huh?
boy: Ish? *wrinkles nose conversationally*
Col. Franklin: ...You even sound like my other boy.
Russell: *over comms* //They're all healthy. They just need to be brought someplace warm and dressed for the weather....//
Col. Franklin: Yes, these furry wraps aren't really warm enough, are they?
Roughsong: *dismayed* They're not?
Drift: *can has littles?*
littles: *willing to snuggle anybody who picks them up, though for some reason nobody Drift's picked up is really showing advanced interest in him like other children are showing for other people. Like Private Lee*
three cute little kids: *have Private Lee treed up on the running board of the Escape*
Private Lee: T_T Someone save me!!!!
Raoul: *looks over* From what?
Private Lee: I can't take care of kids!
Raoul: Why not? *so being a brat*
Private Lee: I don't know the first thing about taking care of 'em!
Raoul: *laughs, and then grabs those three and hauls the four in his arms into the barn* Come on, yo! Let's get these guys inside!
Col. Franklin: I'll take some back with me.
Russell: *gathering littles* *is also contacting Dan and explaining the situation*
Col. Franklin: *hunkered down, six bitties obediently holding onto him as his new son gives them directions. Vanishes with a swish and a slight flash*
Dan: //...What do you want me to do about it, Red?// *good natured grumbling*
Russell: //Do you think George and the girls would like another sibling?//
Dan: //They would, but where would I be staying?// *laugh*
Russell: ... //I'm sure we could think of something.....//
Dan: //You realize my four are still babies? Little organic people need more attention than little Cybertronians.//
Russell: //Hm....//
Dan: //Sorry, Red.// *really sounds it, too. Till he acks and scolds someone softly about claws*
Russell: //I'll let you go then....//
Dan: *tries to speak past laughter, finally sends a farewell ping and shuts the link*
Russell: *chuckles and looks around. Realizes there's nobody else left outside except for one little brown-haired kid who is currently sitting in the snow and watching him* .... *will move to pick the child up and bring him inside*
boy: *amethyst eyes twinkle as his small teeth chatter softly* Yo.
Russell: Hello.... *will hold the boy close and bring him inside* Let's get you warmed up.
boy: *snuggles with a sigh* My. *was listening to all that talk out there, he was!*
Russell: *very soft chuckle, will send an image of the boy to Serenity*
Serenity: *d'awwing and insisting that Russell bring the boy to meet the girls*
Russell: *soft 'heh', will move to bring the newest family member to meet Liadán and Meryl*
Atrium
Raoul: *sitting in a circle of kids and telling them a story*
Tracks: *hunkered next to his first son, Dion on one knee and a little red haired girl with beautiful amber eyes sitting on the other* Well at least only one has tried making any permanent claim to us, hmm, Dion?
Dion: Sissy. *nod*
Tracks: *grins, but then frowns and pings Patrick again* Where are you, Prime?
Patrick: *just a bit distracted* //Yes?//
Tracks: *shows him an image of Raoul and his audience, followed by one of the little girl sitting on his knee and holding Dion's hand*
Patrick: //...That explains a lot, really....//
Tracks: //...Do I want to know what you mean?//
Patrick: //Primus is glad that the Greater Creator's children are safe and getting the love they need.//
Tracks: *relaxes* //Oh. That's alright then. So. You only have two little ones of your own...//
Patrick: //I also have the Aerialbots, Tracks.//
Marcia: $%#$#@ the slagging pit off! *just whaled Pietro a good one for trying to take her child*
Tracks: //My word.// *sounds utterly shocked as he watches Marcia and Pietro*
Patrick: //....What happened?//
Tracks: //Ah... Can you come here fast enough to stage an intervention?// *shows the Prime just what is going on*
Raoul: *protectively in front of frightened and confused littles, his eyes watchful*
Patrick: //....// *and then he's there*
Xiaobei: *telling Marcia off in Destron, even as she holds another of the littles close*
Pietro: *just a bit dazed now*
Marcia: He tried to $@$#@ take MY @#$#@@ kid! *teeth bared. She's not backing down this time*
Patrick: *calling Blitzwing for backup, even as he moves to try and get Xiaobei and Marcia separated*
Xiaobei: *sharp, quiet scoldings for Marcia. Doesn't want to yell and frighten the little one that's snuggling against her*
Marcia: *threatening advance toward her mother* He tried to @#$#$#@ take her! *looks up at sudden Blitzwing leg, then kicks it*
Blitzwing: *looks down in mild amazement at that*
Xiaobei: *sharply* [That does NOT give you the right to harm my mate!]
Marcia: [You'd have done worse than punch me if I'd walked up and grabbed your kid!]
Blitzwing: Oh sheets of bounce. She's got maternal instincts.
Xiaobei: [You're not an Autobot, Motormaster. You're built to take punishment.] *eyes narrowed*
Marcia: *bares teeth again and turns away, growling at the grey eyed girl in her arms as she does* *then stops and stares at Wallace*
Wallace: :D *offers barbie doll to grey eyed girl*
Marcia: *scowls at brother* Slag off. *yet she's staying still long enough for him to tuck the doll in with her kid*
Wallace: *tucks doll in by the little girl, and then scoots over to peer at the small person in his mother's arms*
Xiaobei: *warning Look. Is still bristling a bit*
Pietro: *dazedly* Did anyone get the number of that truck?
Wallace: *decides to get the heck out of Dodge before his mother whales on him or one of the other kids decides they like him*
Blitzwing: *goes and hunkers by Pietro* Hold still and let me look at you.
Pietro: *small frown, eyes are slightly unfocused, and he's already starting to get a bruise along his jaw*
Blitzwing: *sighs and looks at Xiaobei* I'll bring him to the infirmary. *gently scoops Pietro up*
Xiaobei: *terse nod*
Pietro: *startled sound*
Blitzwing: Shhh. *waits for Xiaobei to proceed him out of the atrium*
Xiaobei: *will move to lead the way down to the infirmary*
Raoul: *watches them go, his story telling resuming. Then quirks an eyebrow as he sees Drift coming back with Kup and the rest of the old soldier's immediate family with him* *grin*
Drift: *all but bouncing on the balls of his feet as he brings his Papa's family over to the little children* :D
Wing: *watching the littles with interest from where he's draped on Partner's shoulder*
Lockdown: *arm around Lisa's shoulders, is pretending she doesn't see the massive wibbly eyes that Boulder has going as he walks behind them*
Kup: What's this I hear about free kids? *chomps his cy-gar and frowns down at Raoul and Tracks* ...Who put you clowns in charge of the kids?
Tracks: Oh, you know how these things go. *shrugs*
littles: *looking UUUUUUP at big green guy* *all except one little guy that is just rocking himself quietly in boredom and weariness*
Destiny: *clickstorming. Can see all the littles from her perch on Papa's head*
Lisa: *telling Rodney about the littles, is a bit distracted*
Lockdown: *tilts her head, and then lets go of Lisa to walk over and scoop the little bored guy and the only little yellow haired member of the group into her arms. Comes back and gives the little blond to Lisa* This one's mine 'n that one's yours.
Lisa: *will hold the little blond close* Aww, look at you.... *happy little clicks*
blond: *looks up at her with big brown eyes that have a gold band around the center* ...Mama?
Raoul: *hides his grin. He hadn't been sure that guy was sharp enough to pick up the word. He's glad to see that the child mastered the simple language lesson he'd given*
Kup: Heh. That's right, kid. *down on one knee*
Lisa: *nod nod, grinning* *gentle nuzzle, is sending Rodney an image of the little blond*
Destiny: *slips down and moves to see Locky-Sissy's new baby* *click*
Lockdown: *turns from showing the boy to Boulder, who is crying quietly* Lookkit my new baby, Desti.
Destiny: *soft clicks, will gently kissie the boy's forehead* Locky-Sissy baby....
Lockdown: *watches as a small hand comes up to gently and absently touch Destiny's face as sleepy dark eyes study the girl* Yeah. 'N look. He needs a nap. Think we oughtta go help 'em get one?
Destiny: *clicks softly and gives Lockdown a studious look* *What're you up to, Sissy?*
Lockdown: *as her new son gives a massive yawn* Awww. Lookit that.
Kup: *grinning around his cy-gar, but he's already dealt with one screeching fit after bringing up the subject of naps. He's not saying anything now!*
Destiny: *distracted by babby yawning, soft clicks. Will scoot to find a soft blanket for babby!*
Lockdown: Let's bring 'im home, Pops. *gentle shoulder check for Kup's leg, then kisses her mate on the cheek and gently boots Lisa to catch her attention before following Destiny out the door* Little Rock...
Boulder: I like it. *follows mate*
Lisa: *startled squeak, will move to follow the rest of her family*
Drift: *grinning and hurrying to follow as Wing chirps softly*
Kup: *grins as well as he tosses an absent salute toward Tracks and Raoul while getting to his feet. Then moves off after his kids*
Raoul: *massive grin* *looks over at the little red head* Who're you?
red head: *perk* Ginny. *points to Dion* Bubby. *points to Tracks and nearly gets a finger up his nose* Daddy.
Raoul: Yup. *exchanges a grin with Tracks*
Tracks: //Dixie, if you don't hurry I won't be accountable if you miss your chance. Raoul is hiding the little girl he's chosen for Debbie, but we thought it would be best if Matt and Allen chose their own rugrats.//
Dixie: //'Ang on.... *telling Matt not to worry about grabbing his coat right now, since they won't be outside*//
Tracks: //Look at the screen on your telephone.//
Dixie: *looking*
little people: *sitting in a circle, looking for all the world like toddlers despite their age. Big eyes are mostly focused on Raoul, but one little girl is frowning at a freshly removed boot, and a boy is reaching to poke his near neighbour in the ear*
Dixie: //D'awww.....//
Tracks: //Is Lizzie coming? Or is she in school?// *gently smooths Virginia's red curls and gets a quizzical look from his new daughter*
Dixie: //She's gettin' 'er shoes on...// *chuckle*
Tracks: //Lovely. Oh. Hattie says you don't need to worry about clothes.//
Dixie: *chuckles* //Ah ain't surprahsed....//
Tracks: //You'll also be gaining a new sister or brother today, but I suppose that goes without saying.// *glances toward the door as Seamus goes running past it*
Seamus: She TAZED ASTROTRAIN!!!
Tracks: //...Bother.//
Dixie: //....Who tazed who now?//
Tracks: //...Did I transmit that? I have no idea who did it, but someone apparently tried electroshock therapy on Astrotrain's stupidity condition. And I missed it.//
Dixie: //....Who's Astrotrain?//
Tracks: //Blitzwing's partner. Black Betty's husband.// *sends a picture to her phone* //I believe Matt's met him. He's also known as 'Ozzy'.//
Dixie: //....Ooooh.... Th' Derp. Gotcha.// *chuckling* //Matt 'n Lizzie're readeh... We's gotta go get Miss Debbie, 'n Allen 'n Ophelia though...//
Tracks: //Well do you expect me to narrate, or something?//
Dixie: *razz* //We'll see y'u soon.//
Tracks: *slight sniff* //Like I say, if it isn't soon I can't be responsible for you missing out. Tracks out.//
Dixie: //Quitcher fussin'.// *so amused*
Tracks: *another sniff, and then settles down to wait* *softly, as he switches channels* //Denver? Darling?// *gentle affection over their bond*
Denver: *a bit muffled* //Hm?//
Tracks: *softly* //Our family is growing, darling.//
Denver: //...'Ow maneh 'f th' li'l bits did we adopt?//
Tracks: *shares his amusement* //Oh, only one... directly.//
Denver: *soft 'heh', and a bit of movement as she gets off of the bed* //'N 'ndirectleh?//
Tracks: //Hattie, Dixie, Debbie, and Ophi will be here to claim theirs soon.//
Denver: //Aww....// *chuckles*
Tracks: *shows her that little red head sitting on his knee and holding Dion's hand*
Denver: *soft squee*
Tracks: *wide grin, his eyes lighting at her reaction* //Raoul's named her Virginia.//
Denver: *soft chuckle, will PINpoint up once she's found where she dropped the darn thing*
Tracks: *looks down at Virginia, his eyes darkening slightly with sadness as he thinks of what's been done to the child. Keeps the feelings from Denver as best he can*
Virginia: *amber eyes intent on Dion's face as he chatters and clicks about Mr. Snail* Oh? Ohhhh. Huh. Owow... *eyes widen*
Denver: *can be heard a few minutes later, reassuring Ophi that the dizziness will fade*
Allen: *sounding just a bit spooked as he and Matt talk about wedding plans*
Susana: *having a nice conversation with Debbie as she guides the quieter woman into the atrium*
Raoul: *turns his head and bounds to his feet, the front of his jacket bulging suspiciously* Angel!
Virginia: Ohhh? *leans to look the way Bubby just ran, then glances quizzically at little Bubby*
Debbie: *surprised, but pleased* Hello, Raoul.
Dion: Aunty! *points to Debbie*
Virginia: Tantee? *watching the new people*
Raoul: *stops right in front of his adopted cousin, his grin shaky and his eyes hopeful and dancing* Do you mind if a little kid isn't chatty 'n cute 'n all bright 'n cheery?
Debbie: *holds out her arms*
Raoul: *takes a sleeping child from his jacket and gently tucks her into those arms. It's a little girl just as babyishly adorable as the rest, with soft black curls and a pensive little frown on her face as she wibbles at a dream* She gets confused pretty easy, 'n it makes her cry. But she just does it quietly.
Debbie: *will gently cradle the girl close to her chest* Poor th'n'.... *gently smooths some of the girl's curls*
Raoul: Doc Anderson says she'll probably always be at around a nine month old mental level. But she's mostly toilet trained. She asked ta go earlier, but then she got upset 'n peed her pants. *watches the little one snuggle*
Debbie: Aw.... Well, th't's alrahght.... *totally and utterly smitten*
Raoul: *very quietly, nearly shy for the first time that Debbie will have seen in this boy who stood beside her as an attendant at her wedding* I... kinda named her. You don't have to use that one, though.
Debbie: *curious*
Raoul: *quiet still* Mareshah. It means 'conqueror'.
Debbie: *small nod* *will continue to smooth Mareshah's hair* 'T's a good name.
Raoul: *slight bit of grin returns* Mareshah Caley Martin.
Debbie: *small smile*
Raoul: *arm around her as he turns to look at the others*
Tracks: *has handed Virginia over to Denver, and is now accepting clothing from Hattie* Slow down, I've only got so many hands.
Denver: *clicking to Virginia, is amused at how fussy Hattie's being*
Trevor: *laying on his stomach on the floor and chatting to a dark haired, laughing boy child*
Ophi: *baby dancing with one of the children and talking to them in Spanish*
Allen: *having a hard time leaving his new son's auburn curls alone*
sweet faced sleepy little girl: *cuddled against Alicia with her head on the blonde's shoulder*
Alicia: *clicking softly, just sent a picture of the little one to Jamie's phone*
little black haired boy: *attached to Susana's leg and smiling up at her* Mama? Mama?
Susana: *bends down to gently lift the little boy up for cuddles*
black haired boy: *points to her* Mama. *points to self* Bubby?
Raoul: *soft snerk as he sees someone else had been listening to Virginia's lesson*
Ben: *peering over Susana's shoulder with a quiet smile, one arm around her waist*
Susana: *gently pokes the boy* Mark.
boy: *eyes widen and mouth goes into an O* *then* Mark?
Susana: *nods, smiling* Yes.
Ben: *serious Seeker is thinking about how Susana and the little one will be going to town, where he doesn't live. Doesn't like this thought* *clearly* You're mine.
Tracks: *head snaps around with surprise*
Raoul: o.0
Susana: *blink blink, small, shy smile* And you're mine. *will turn and touch her forehead to Ben's*
Patrick: *blink blink blink*
Mark: *reaching up to touch the face of the man who is forehead to forehead with Mama* Daddy.
Ben: *soft gasp*
Alicia: *looks over* Saw it. *grin*
Tracks: *recovers from his surprise and looks to Patrick*
Patrick: *nods* I witness as well.
Raoul: *looks over at Alicia* Another one beat you to it, Ally.
Alicia: *razz*
little girl: *lifts her head and looks with quiet curiosity at Alicia, wondering what that sound was. And then she's turning her head as a man comes running in and grabs her mama and her and hugs them*
Jamie: I got kicked off duty for two weeks! I... can we call her Tessa?
Alicia: *nuzzles* Sure....
Jamie: *looks like he's going to explode with excited joy* Sweet. *kisses Alicia on the cheek, and then gives one to Tessa's plump little cheek too* Man... she even looks like you except for the brown hair and greenie eyes.
Tessa: *sleepy smile as she wipes the kiss off and then puts her head back down on Mama's shoulder* *knows that this must be her Daddy, but she's too sleepy to worry about that now. And too comfy in her new clothes*
Alicia: *softly* Awww.....
Jamie: *softly echoes the sentiment as he guides Alicia over to one of the benches around the fish pond and sits next to her and their new daughter*
Raoul: *still standing over by Debbie. He's frowning as he turns his head and counts. Can see the last little guy over there examining Lizzie's braid as Dixie dresses him. But the count's wrong...* Oh oh. Guys, we lost one somewhere.
Tracks: *looks up sharply* What?
Denver: *frown* 'Ow maneh w're th're?
Raoul: *tells her. Tells how many just got homes* We lost one on the way down here. And I didn't slaggin' notice! *lets go of Debbie to glance hurriedly around the atrium* ...Oh crud, where's Tunnel Rat?
Denver: ... *on comms* *to Raoul* She went t' report t' McHale. *SNERK*
Raoul: Well the kid we're... what?
Tracks: *eyes widen, and then he hides his laughter on Dion's hair*
Denver: Th' li'l bit followed Private Lee! *laughs*
Raoul: *so relieved that he has to sit down on the floor* Can she bring 'em back?
Denver: *relaying that to McHale, since Private Lee doesn't have a radio yet*
McHale: *tells Denver about the tiny child standing to attention and saluting beside the Private*
Denver: *so amused* //Send 'em both up t' th' atrium, Jerreh.//
McHale: *grumbles about delays, but isn't overly grouchy sounding* //They're on their way. Though it looks more like the kid's bringing the newb.//
Private Lee: *looking just a bit shell-shocked as she follows the little girl that first followed her back to the atrium*
Raoul: *goes over to scoop the little black-haired child into his arms, but then straightens with surprise as she pushes him away* Hey... You can't stay with Tunnel Rat, nina.
girl: *just stands beside the Private, her almond eyes curious and determined*
Denver: *soft chuckle*
Private Lee: I dunno the first thing about takin' care'a kids.....
Hattie: *coming over to fuss and try and insist on changing the soggy little boots*
girl: *pushes at the grey-haired woman too, turning her head away. Do not want*
Private Lee: *acks as Hattie points out the soggy boots* C'mon, kiddo, you need dry shoes....
girl: *looks up at the Private, tiny sweet face holding just a hint of crossness as she puts her hands behind her back. Has no idea what you just said, but she ain't going away!*
Private Lee: *remembers what her mom used to do when she was little and refused to put on socks and shoes.... Will pick the girl up so Hattie can get the wet boots off*
girl: *squeal of surprise, but then watches the boot removal operation with interest, her shivering calming as she's warmed by Private Lee's body*
Tracks: *frowning slightly as he quietly watches all this and helps Dion put on a pretty toque from the clothes that Hattie brought*
Dion: *happy babbles, will grab another toque and wave it in Private Lee's direction*
Denver: *soft chuckle as she works on making ponytails of Virginia's curls*
Hattie: *making sure the little girl in Private Lee's arms has socks on*
little one: *curling her toes and frowning as she tries to figure these strange things out. Is leaning back against her big person*
Private Lee: See? Dry socks are better than wet ones....
little girl: *tips head up to frown at her, then looks at Raoul as he comes over with his arms held out* *sudden vehement repetition of a word in Ko-Dan as she makes pushing motions at the hands. Getting louder and is clearly telling the teen off*
Private Lee: *meeps*
Raoul: *wincing and trying to talk to the girl, but finally just darts over, pins his translator on her, and backs off*
little girl: No! No! No! No!
Private Lee: *slight cringe and confused look for Raoul*
Raoul: *nods his head emphatically in the strange way he's seen these children, Chris, Ruth, and Salvage do it* No. *agreeing with you!*
little girl: *scolds for a bit more, and then stops and gives Raoul a frown* No!
Raoul: Yours? *points to Private Lee*
little girl: *points to one of her eyes* My eye.
Private Lee: *blink blink* Er.....
Hattie: *patpats the Private's shoulder* Ah'm guess'n she th'nks y'u're kin.....
little girl: My eye. *pokes self gently, and then twists in Private Lee's arms to look up at her. One pudgy small finger reaches up to poke the small woman* Eye.
Private Lee: Er... Yeah.....
little girl: My eye. *folds arms across her little chest and just dares anyone to refute it. Look at that pout*
Hattie: *chuckles and works on putting fake sheepskin booties on the little girl*
Raoul: *quirks a grin as he feels Dion arms wrap around one of his legs and Ginny arms the other* So whaddya gonna name her?
Private Lee: Er..... *thinks for a few moments* Gertrude....
Hattie: Mahght be easiah t' call 'er 'Gerty'.....
Raoul: ...So where'd Gertrude come from, anyway?
Gerty: *examining a booty, her expression intent*
Private Lee: *ducking her head a bit* My grandma's Gertrude....
Raoul: *grins* Cool. *then looks down and clicks at the two little people hugging his legs* Awww, man. We would haveta wind up with another cuddlebug.
Virginia: *big sweet smile*
Dion: *happy clickstorm*
Tracks: *smiles and stands, offering a hand to Denver as he does* I think our work here is done, darling. Have you got anything to do right now?
Denver: Jes' gotta make sure Osk 's alrahght....
Tracks: Whyever wouldn't she be? *pauses and looks toward the door as he hears an exclamation of dismay in a familiar voice* ...Magnus?
Magnus: Aww, are all the little ones with families now? *sulk*
Tracks: *blinks* Err. Yes.
Raoul: *looking over toward his uncle with a frown of concern*
Magnus: *more sulk* I was on my way up.....
Tracks: *dismay showing slightly on his face* You should have called me.
Magnus: *small frown* I thought I did.....
Tracks: *shakes his head* I didn't get anything.
Raoul: Hey. We got one, though. So'd Abuella. *crouches down to put an arm around Virginia, who loves on him*
Magnus: *quiet sigh*
Tracks: *looks at Denver, his dismay for his brother clear over their bond* //What can we do? We can't take any of the children back from the families they've chosen.//
Denver: *small frown* //Ah'm not sure.....//
Tracks: *frown mirrors hers as he pings Dallas' radio*
Dallas: *sounding a bit irritated* //MacKenzie speaking.//
Tracks: //This is Tracks. And we have a slight problem.//
Dallas: //If this is about me not telling about the kids sooner, you're not the first to give me grief about it....//
Tracks: *blinks and glances at Denver, knowing that she can hear this*
Denver: .... //Th' Seekers must've caught up wit' 'im....//
Tracks: *frowns* *to Dallas* //Will more children be brought to Earth?//
Dallas: //If Roughsong finds 'em, yeah...//
Tracks: //I see.// *turns his head and looks at his woebegone looking brother, who has had bitties sicced on him by Raoul*
Magnus: *clicking softly as Dion cuddles*
Virginia: *love loves and cuddles for poor sad Uncle* *quietly* Unca. Unca.
Raoul: *big grin*
Kirk: *suddenly zips over there just as fast as his pudgy short legs will carry him and then tries to climb into Magnus' lap* Uncie! *laughs*
Trevor: *big grin from where he just set his new son on Magnus*
Dallas: //She says to tell you that she'll keep a look out. But there's already a waiting list.//
Denver: //Magnus 's inna sulk 'cause 'e c'ldn't git up t' th' atrium soon 'nough t' adopt 'un 'f th' li'l bits...//
Dallas: //...I'll make sure his name gets on the list...//
Tracks: //Thank you, Dallas.// *looks at his brother* They've put you on the waiting list. *then realized that Magnus is getting ganged up on and kissied and snerks*
Dallas: //Now if only I could get the Seekers to leave me and my family to get to know our newest member...//
Tracks: *switches channels* //Skylar, your people are being most annoying to my cousin.//
Skylar: //.... What are they doing now?//
Tracks: //Knowing them, I think they're trying to talk him out of his new daughter.//
Skylar: //....// *sighs and closes the channel with a click. Is going to tell off Seekers now, kthx*
Tracks: //Skylar's on his way, Dallas. I suggest having a few cookies ready by way of thanks.//
Dallas: //Working on it.... Thanks....//
Tracks: //What's family for? Tracks out.// *realizes Virginia's trying to give 'Unca' a ponytail and facepalms*
Raoul: *so not noticing, nope*
Denver: *sooooo getting blackmail pictures*
Trevor: *over helping Hattie try and get clothes on Gertie. Has no idea he's missing something funny*
Gertie: *objecting again. Much 'No!' and pushing at hands*
Private Lee: *trying to convince Gertie to wear some of the things Hattie's trying to get on her*
Trevor: Here, Tunnel Rat. Why don't you dress her? *offers the adorable little garments*
Private Lee: *a bit distracted by trying to dress Gertie now, won't ask about the nickname*
Gertie: *is now a delighted and cooperative child, even going so far as to try and button buttons and tie things herself*
Trevor: *grins at his wife* There we go.
Hattie: *amused chuckling* 'Tudeh kid....
Trevor: Smart too. *slight frown* But she's younger than Kirk and the others.
Hattie: *small nod* Yeah... Ah noticed....
Trevor: But Raoul says Red gave her a clean bill of health. *bit concerned, but then turns his head and gently nudges Hattie as he realizes who is crouched over there in one of the sitting niches around the fish pond* They... Marcia's got one.
Hattie: *nods* She clobbered Mr. Morimoto earliah....
Trevor: *winces* ...Should we talk to her? That baby's still in the wet wraps.
Hattie: *small frown as she notices this as well* Ah th'nk 'f we jes give 'er th' clothes th'n she won't 'tack...
Trevor: *nods and looks in the box, pulling out cute little booties and socks, and another adorable dress and bloomers set* Do you want to give them to her? *knows the Stunticons respect his wife somewhat*
Hattie: *nods and moves to grab the clothes before heading over to the sitting niche*
Marcia: *growls a bit as Hattie approaches, but all she does is glare and grouse softly. Then she's scowling and working on getting her little one into dry clothes*
Trevor: *snags a little hoodie with flower petals around the hood and brings it too, his eyes averted respectfully as he offers it* *to Hattie* //Who would have thought she'd have parental programming?//
Hattie: *offers the hoodie to Marcia and gets grumbled at before the Stunticon is turning her attention back to the little girl* *gives Trevor a small shrug and a slight "What can you do?" look*
Trevor: *watches as the grey eyed child smiles and chats and tries to help her new mother to dress her* *softly* Marcia?
Marcia: *growl* Slag off.
Trevor: *gently* I just want to know her name.
Marcia: *scowls as she thinks*
grey eyes: *looks up at Marcia after fastening the last flower button on the little hoodie all by herself* Oh! *hands up in an 'all done!'*
Trevor: *soft chuckle* That one's got a bit of the same stuff as Gerty does.
Marcia: *more scowl*
grey eyes: *sees the scowl and snuggles uncertainly* Ohhhh.
Trevor: *takes Hattie's arm and turns to lead her away* Looks like Tracks and the others have already left. *glances sideways at her* Want to go take over the kitchen at home and get ready for a welcome party for Ginny and Kirk?
Hattie: *nods as she's lead away* Th' sooner, th' bettah...
Marcia: Fleur.
Trevor: *over his shoulder as he walks out* That's pretty. I like it.
Marcia: *soft huff, will turn her attention to fussing over Fleur in her own way*
Hattie: *chuckles softly* Stubborn th'ng.... 'N Fleur's such a sweetie.....
Trevor: She's adorable. Like I say, Gerty's determination, and Ginny's sweetheart nature. Maybe a bit of Kirk's get up and go. *stumbles slightly as his new son sees him and gallops back to cannonball into his legs, then scoops the boy up*
Hattie: *chuckles and ruffles Kirk's hair* Seems lahk 't....
Elsewhere
Patrick: *pinching the bridge of his nose as he gets yet another call from someone who is upset that not enough people were told about the children*
another ping: *comes to his radio at the same time*
Patrick: *answers and tries to keep from sounding too cross* //Oberson speaking.// *right eye is starting to get a bit of a twitch*
Joe: //Sir, there's someone here who would like to talk to you. He's pretty shaky though and his wife's having a bit of a nervous attack.//
Patrick: //... Do they have PINpoints?//
Joe: //They do. But they're currently resting in the barn loft.//
Patrick: //...How big are they?// *starting to suspect that his earlier idea of having them come to his office might not be a good idea*
Joe: //He's a bay tech Seeker, sir.//
Patrick: //....Can you bring them to the infirmary?// *dings Rachel's comm*
Rachel: //Currently giving a lady a physical. No guys in the infirmary.//
Joe: //Yeah. That.//
Patrick: *pinches the bridge of his nose. Again* //I'll be right up.// *also calling Skylar, since the mech in question might be kin to the Wingleader* *grabs his PINpoint and heads for the barn*
Joe: *hunkered in human mode next to a smallish bay Starscream and a golden yellow flyer femme as Bea bustles around and checks both newcomers over. Is clicking at a little bundle of parts in the yellow femme's arms*
Moonshadow: *cycling air rapidly and shivering as she tries to make sense of the changes to her world*
lbScream: *clicking softly to his mate and to the sparklet, is pretty comfortable on the pile of hay he's currently lying on* *attention goes to Patrick* *raised brow ridge*
Joe: Starscream, this is our oldest Optimus. The one you asked to see. *slight smile, though he's distracted by Bea's soft clicking to Moonshadow*
lbScream: *small nod* *quietly* It's an honor, sir....
Patrick: *can see what Joe meant by the Seeker being shaky* Likewise....
Moonshadow: *ducks her head and clicks softly. Too many changes at once are starting to overwhelm her just a bit, so she's going to focus on what she can understand: Caring for the sparklet*
Bea: *soft clicks as she offers the femme a can of soft cinna pudding*
Moonshadow: *slight peek when she smells the cinna pudding* *click*
Skylar: *PINpointing in down on the main floor of the barn*
Joe: *goes to look through the loft entrance toward the sound of the PINpoint* We're up here, sir.
Skylar: *looks up and PINpoints to the loft, stopping short when he sees who else is here* .... You've got to be kidding me...
lbScream: *soft snerk* *quietly* Long time, no see, Skylar...
Patrick: ... *looking between the two Starscreams* I take it you two know one another...
Joe: *brows lifted as he looks from Skylar to the new Starscream*
Skylar: *nods* Yeah... Ran into him a couple of times in the Nexus.... *dings Sky's comm* Last time, he was ganking energy from the sign.... And he was a bit bigger...
Patrick: *small nod*
lbScream: *soft chuckle* *quietly* I ran afoul of a fire truck with a bad attitude...
Sky: *appears, scowling slightly* I was signing posters and just found out that I missed out on the chance of another kid. What do you... Heeyyyy, Starscream!
Moonshadow: *startles at the sudden appearance and hunkers down with a growl*
Joe: *quiet snerk at Sky. Is just going to go help his wife take care of Moonshadow and the bitty now*
lbScream: *small nod of greeting* Hello, Sky....
Sky: *slight frown* Joe, did Lisa go to the Nexus again?
Joe: *chuckle* No. I did.
Sky: ... Stop that.
Patrick: *facepalm, snerk*
Skylar: *snickering*
lbScream: *slight frown* Is there a problem?
Sky: *grins* Crumby in-joke. You're not the butt of it.
lbScream: ... Alright...
Sky: *looks to Patrick and Skylar*
Patrick: *looks to lbScream* Is there anything I can help you with?
lbScream: *small nod* I would like to offer assistance in this reality.
Joe: *looks over at his older brother* He's an Exile.
Patrick: ... *expression goes a bit dark as he connects the dots and realizes just what 'fire truck with a bad attitude' lbScream was talking about* I see....
Skylar: ... *frowns at lbScream*
Bea: *softly* Pink should only be worn by girls and Scattershots. *offers more pudding to Moonshadow's sparklet*
Patrick: *nods his agreement with Bea's words* *to lbScream* The sooner we get you situated so you can rest, the better.
lbScream: *soft chuckle* Alright, sir....
Bea: I don't think they need constant medical surveillance. Just a nice suite in the section for bigger bots. *gentle poke at lbScream* Their bodies have already accepted their holoform transmitters.
Seeklet: *gets the spoon! And then WINGS some pudding at Skylar* Eeee! :D
Skylar: *acks and looks to see what splatted on his arm* *blink blink, wipes pudding off with a finger, nom pudding*
lbScream: *chuckles and clicks softly*
Moonshadow: *frustrated and overwhelmed, wants away from all these strange little things. Wants to hide with mate and sparklet*
Bea: *softly* I think Moonshadow needs some quiet. Her processor's showing some slight damage that probably makes it hard for her to process new data right now.
Skylar: *small nod, noticed the sparklet's coloration and halfway suspects that the little one is another alternate*
Patrick: *arguing with Blaster about something now*
lbScream: *quietly* Her optics might be bothering her a bit too....
Bea: *gentle small hand on Moonshadow's leg, then offers her some more of the pudding* Yeah, probably. *soft clicks for the distressed femme* You guys will be getting that big suite in the Seekerhouse, I bet.
lbScream: *curious* Seekerhouse?
Skylar: That's what we call the big house where most of the Seekers on base have chosen to live...
Moonshadow: *okay, maybe nom a little....*
Bea: *nods as she croons gently. And then she chuckles as the Seeklet scores a direct hit on Joe's face*
Joe: Ack! *laugh* You missed my mouth.
Seeklet: *laughing and waving her spoon*
Skylar: *snickerfit*
lbScream: *soft chuckle*
Moonshadow: *click*
Storm: *pings Skylar's com*
Skylar: //Yes, Storm?//
Storm: //Bea said to get the big suite ready. It's all good.//
Skylar: //Thank you, Storm. There's plenty of blankets, right?// *getting his PINpoint out*
Storm: //Yup, and pillows. There isn't any furniture yet, so we just made a huge heap of those in front of the wall screen. And added some bunnies from the blanket place.//
Skylar: *chuckles* //I think the Seeklet will like that....//
Storm: //We made sure everything was wool fleece or that new felt.//
Skylar: //Alright. Incoming shortly.//
Storm: //We're ready. Oh, you knew Ben laid his claim tonight, right?//
Skylar: *blinks* //When did he do that?//
Storm: //When Susana got chosen by one of the kids. They're at his place now, waiting for you.//
Skylar: //I'll stop by once we get our new family settled.... The mech's an alternate of me...//
Storm: //...So what's his status in the flock?//
Skylar: //Once he's air-worthy again, he'll rank with you. Right now, he's grounded.//
Storm: //So he's my brother?//
Skylar: //Yes. He's got a bit more common sense than Quinn and Wayne, at least....//
Storm: //Alright. I'll be there to greet him. TC's at work, and Sky...//
Sky: //Right here. Screamer dragged my aft away from poster signing to meet the new guy.//
Storm: //Okay.//
Skylar: *cheeky grin for Sky* //You could have told me to 'slag off', Sky.//
Sky: *rolls her eyes at him and tosses her hair*
lbScream: *just resting his optics, don't mind him*
Moonshadow: *hunkering down near mate and shivering*
Bea: *soft concern*
Joe: Sir, I think we better get them home and in bed. *winces as the Seeklet picks up on Moonshadow's distress and starts making sounds that are unmistakably G1 Starscreamish*
Patrick: Go.... I finally convinced Blaster to leave him alone for now....
Skylar: *nods* *clicks to the Seeklet and moves to bring the family to the Seekerhouse*
Joe: *watches them vanish with the swish and slight flash of PINpoint travel, and then moves to hug his wife*
Seekerhouse. The large suite
Storm: *standing by the heap of pillows, blankets, and dolls in the warm but slightly echoing living room of the big apartment. She perks and hurries over as the group appears*
Sky: You missed, Screamer. *eyes dancing as she teases her brother*
Skylar: *soft razz*
lbScream: *bleary blink blink*
Moonshadow: 0_0 *HIDING on mate now*
Seeklet: *SKREEEEEEEEEEEEK!*
Sky: *frowns and skreeks right back, commandingly*
Moonshadow: .... *wait, whut? It makes sounds like mate?*
Seeklet: *big optics as she hides on Moonshadow* *eek! Save babby!*
Moonshadow: *cautious peek, holds the Seeklet close*
Skylar: *transforming and moving to try and get lbScream, Moonshadow, and the Seeklet situated on the heap of pillows*
lbScream: *helping by gently reassuring Moonshadow and the Seeklet with soft skreeking and clicking*
Sky and Storm: *also transform. Two strong Seeker femmes with graceful wings and fierce but kindly faces. Help Starscream to move lbScream to the nest, then cover him and his family with the big, soft blankets*
lbScream: *soft sigh* *quietly* Thank you....
Moonshadow: *calming a bit once the blankets are in place, soft clicks*
Stormsong: You're my brother, it's my job. *cracks a slight smile as the Seeklet stops her distress actions and starts to make little purring sounds there under the shelter of the blankets*
lbScream: *slight smile before he's shuttering his optics and settling down to rest*
Moonshadow: *soon does like her mate*
Stormsong: *looks to Starscream for directions*
Skywarp: *turning the TV onto the channel with soft music and swirly lights. Yeah, the one Tea makes*
Starscream: *getting cookies out of subspace and leaving them where they'll be seen* *quietly* They just need time to rest and recover.... We'll need to think of nicknames for them though....
Stormsong: *nods* I'll get some botaghetti, too. Warm stuff might help the femme settle down.
Skywarp: *listening to her communicator* I have to get back. Sammy's snarking at a smartaft.
Starscream: *small nod* I've got duct tape in subspace, if you need it....
Skywarp: *shrugs and grins* Just showing up like this will get everyone's minds back where they should be.
Starscream: *chuckle* Alright. Thanks for helping, 'Warp, Storm.
Stormsong: I'll go get the noodles and gloop. *heads out through the skylight*
Skywarp: You got it, Screamer. *vanishes*
Starscream: *makes sure the temperature and humidity are comfortable for the newest squadron members, will go see what Melissa and Airwolf are making in the mess hall kitchen*
Patrick's office
McHale: *knocks on the door as he frowns deeply*
Patrick: *as he works on writing up a report to send to Rachel about the new Starscream* Come in.
McHale: *does so and salutes*
Patrick: *looks up from the report-writing* Is something wrong, Major McHale?
McHale: Yes, sir, something's wrong. *offers a sheet of paper*
Patrick: *blinks a bit as he reaches for the paper*
McHale: *hands it over and then stands to attention, his expression faintly miffed*
Patrick: *reads the paper*
paper: *list of misdemeanours for Private first class Nichole Lee. Is long and includes several charges of improper fraternization*
Patrick: *brows climbing as he reads, pauses as he realizes that most of the improper fraternization charges occurred with one specific individual. Slight frown as he wonders if Private Lee's been taken away from her mate*
McHale: *waiting for the Lt. Col. to finish reading and address him*
Patrick: Major McHale, do you think you would be able to find out what base Lamont A. Morris is stationed at?
McHale: *frown deepens* Sir, I came here to request the reassignment of this rookie.
Patrick: *nod* You'll need someone to replace her on your squadron though, Major.
McHale: The need isn't pressing, sir.
Patrick: Still, the sooner we get the personnel transfer started, the better.
McHale: Yes, sir. And a more fitting new member for my squad too?
Patrick: Hopefully.
McHale: Thank you, sir. I'll start on the paperwork right away.
PA system: ABOOYAH *baby laughter*
McHale: o.0
Patrick: *nod* *sighs* Mungbean. *looks up* Tea, you need to teach your mate and son that the PA system isn't a toy.
Tea: I need ta finish getting all my codes changed first! Sorry, folks.
Mungbean: *more laughter before the speaker goes dead*
McHale: *shakes his head disapprovingly, but doesn't speak*
Patrick: *to McHale* Is there anything else?
McHale: No, sir.
Patrick: Alright. You're dismissed.
McHale: *nods and goes*
PA: Thrrrpt! Butt!
Tea: Ack!
Patrick: *facepalm*
Tea: Sorry, sorry. Crud...
Patrick: *sighs and makes a call that he probably should have made sooner....* //Excuse me, Private Lee?//
Private Lee: //Ack, no, Gerty, that's mine. Uh... yello?//
Patrick: *trying not to chuckle* //Starting tomorrow morning, you'll need to report to Captain Reynolds for duty.//
Private Lee: //Yessir. Uhhh, who's that? Gerty! Sheeesh!//
Patrick: *tries to send Private Lee's phone a picture, slight frown at the error message he gets* //Captain Reynolds is the cheery brunette who sits next to Major Blume at meal times....//
Private Lee: //I got it! Ewwwwwwww, drool on my phone. Hello?//
Patrick: //....Why is there drool on your phone?//
Private Lee: //Because Gerty tried ta eat it.//
Patrick: //...Ah... I'll let you go then...// *so amused*
Private Lee: //But... I still don't know who I'm supposeta report to.//
Patrick: //Ask one of the other soldiers to introduce you to Captain Reynolds at the next meal.//
Private Lee: //Oh. YesARGH! Teeth!//
Patrick: *sympathy* //Try offering her something to eat...//
Private Lee: //She's got a cocktail weeny in each hand! Eouch!//
Patrick: //....Try fruit then?//
Private Lee: *can't contain a sound of disgust* //Uh. OKAYYYYYY!//
Gertrude: *in the background* //No!//
Patrick: //...Good luck...//
Private Lee: *is the sound of a cellphone bouncing off the ceiling*
Patrick: *will close the line then* *sighs and turns his attention back to the report he started*
((Written with random_xtras))
Dallas: *shoulders shaking as he snickerfits*
Col. Franklin: Who is Moody, Major MacKenzie?
Dallas: He's a big, strong grouch of a man.... Doesn't take crap from anyone who hasn't proven they can handle a weapon....
Col. Franklin: I see. *looks down as his leg is seized* Hello.
blond boy: *eager greeting and a big, lovely grin*
Roughsong: I told them I was taking them to find them families. They really seem to have taken it to heart. I hadn't realized so many of them would understand that well.
Col. Franklin: Well the first thing we need to do is have a medic look at them.
Dallas: Rachel's got her hands full right now....
Col. Franklin: What about Dr. Anderson?
Dallas: *finger to ear*
Marcia: *hunkered down holding crying bitty with a new shiner. Tried scaring the girl, who didn't scare. Wound up accidentally hitting her instead* Hey...
grey eyes: *snuggles against Marcia and sobs quietly*
Marcia: *scoooowling*
Russell: *right there.... and has Drift with him too*
Drift: *blink blink* Er.... What's going on?
Wing: *flies around and looks at all these small people*
Col. Franklin: *explains to Russell and Drift about the children* They're all about twelve years old, but they'll never leave the mental level of normal toddlers.
grey eyes: *pauses in her sobbing to look at the Wallace face that is suddenly close to her own. Does what Marcia just did to her! Slap!*
Drift: *acks and hurries over to keep Wallace from retaliating*
Russell: *small frown, will move to scan the child that's holding onto Col. Franklin's leg*
Marcia: *wallops Wallace* Slag off!
Raf: *watching the sibling interaction with amusement. He's walloped Wallace a few times himself since coming to Earth*
little blond boy on the Franklin leg: *healthy, carrying no strange germs. A bit cold, but not showing any distress at it*
Russell: *small nod* This little one is healthy.... *will move to scan each of the children, though he'll wait till Marcia's done walloping Wallace to scan the little girl that's clinging to the goth*
Col. Franklin: *stoops to lift the boy into his arms* ...I guess I have two sons now, huh?
boy: Ish? *wrinkles nose conversationally*
Col. Franklin: ...You even sound like my other boy.
Russell: *over comms* //They're all healthy. They just need to be brought someplace warm and dressed for the weather....//
Col. Franklin: Yes, these furry wraps aren't really warm enough, are they?
Roughsong: *dismayed* They're not?
Drift: *can has littles?*
littles: *willing to snuggle anybody who picks them up, though for some reason nobody Drift's picked up is really showing advanced interest in him like other children are showing for other people. Like Private Lee*
three cute little kids: *have Private Lee treed up on the running board of the Escape*
Private Lee: T_T Someone save me!!!!
Raoul: *looks over* From what?
Private Lee: I can't take care of kids!
Raoul: Why not? *so being a brat*
Private Lee: I don't know the first thing about taking care of 'em!
Raoul: *laughs, and then grabs those three and hauls the four in his arms into the barn* Come on, yo! Let's get these guys inside!
Col. Franklin: I'll take some back with me.
Russell: *gathering littles* *is also contacting Dan and explaining the situation*
Col. Franklin: *hunkered down, six bitties obediently holding onto him as his new son gives them directions. Vanishes with a swish and a slight flash*
Dan: //...What do you want me to do about it, Red?// *good natured grumbling*
Russell: //Do you think George and the girls would like another sibling?//
Dan: //They would, but where would I be staying?// *laugh*
Russell: ... //I'm sure we could think of something.....//
Dan: //You realize my four are still babies? Little organic people need more attention than little Cybertronians.//
Russell: //Hm....//
Dan: //Sorry, Red.// *really sounds it, too. Till he acks and scolds someone softly about claws*
Russell: //I'll let you go then....//
Dan: *tries to speak past laughter, finally sends a farewell ping and shuts the link*
Russell: *chuckles and looks around. Realizes there's nobody else left outside except for one little brown-haired kid who is currently sitting in the snow and watching him* .... *will move to pick the child up and bring him inside*
boy: *amethyst eyes twinkle as his small teeth chatter softly* Yo.
Russell: Hello.... *will hold the boy close and bring him inside* Let's get you warmed up.
boy: *snuggles with a sigh* My. *was listening to all that talk out there, he was!*
Russell: *very soft chuckle, will send an image of the boy to Serenity*
Serenity: *d'awwing and insisting that Russell bring the boy to meet the girls*
Russell: *soft 'heh', will move to bring the newest family member to meet Liadán and Meryl*
Atrium
Raoul: *sitting in a circle of kids and telling them a story*
Tracks: *hunkered next to his first son, Dion on one knee and a little red haired girl with beautiful amber eyes sitting on the other* Well at least only one has tried making any permanent claim to us, hmm, Dion?
Dion: Sissy. *nod*
Tracks: *grins, but then frowns and pings Patrick again* Where are you, Prime?
Patrick: *just a bit distracted* //Yes?//
Tracks: *shows him an image of Raoul and his audience, followed by one of the little girl sitting on his knee and holding Dion's hand*
Patrick: //...That explains a lot, really....//
Tracks: //...Do I want to know what you mean?//
Patrick: //Primus is glad that the Greater Creator's children are safe and getting the love they need.//
Tracks: *relaxes* //Oh. That's alright then. So. You only have two little ones of your own...//
Patrick: //I also have the Aerialbots, Tracks.//
Marcia: $%#$#@ the slagging pit off! *just whaled Pietro a good one for trying to take her child*
Tracks: //My word.// *sounds utterly shocked as he watches Marcia and Pietro*
Patrick: //....What happened?//
Tracks: //Ah... Can you come here fast enough to stage an intervention?// *shows the Prime just what is going on*
Raoul: *protectively in front of frightened and confused littles, his eyes watchful*
Patrick: //....// *and then he's there*
Xiaobei: *telling Marcia off in Destron, even as she holds another of the littles close*
Pietro: *just a bit dazed now*
Marcia: He tried to $@$#@ take MY @#$#@@ kid! *teeth bared. She's not backing down this time*
Patrick: *calling Blitzwing for backup, even as he moves to try and get Xiaobei and Marcia separated*
Xiaobei: *sharp, quiet scoldings for Marcia. Doesn't want to yell and frighten the little one that's snuggling against her*
Marcia: *threatening advance toward her mother* He tried to @#$#$#@ take her! *looks up at sudden Blitzwing leg, then kicks it*
Blitzwing: *looks down in mild amazement at that*
Xiaobei: *sharply* [That does NOT give you the right to harm my mate!]
Marcia: [You'd have done worse than punch me if I'd walked up and grabbed your kid!]
Blitzwing: Oh sheets of bounce. She's got maternal instincts.
Xiaobei: [You're not an Autobot, Motormaster. You're built to take punishment.] *eyes narrowed*
Marcia: *bares teeth again and turns away, growling at the grey eyed girl in her arms as she does* *then stops and stares at Wallace*
Wallace: :D *offers barbie doll to grey eyed girl*
Marcia: *scowls at brother* Slag off. *yet she's staying still long enough for him to tuck the doll in with her kid*
Wallace: *tucks doll in by the little girl, and then scoots over to peer at the small person in his mother's arms*
Xiaobei: *warning Look. Is still bristling a bit*
Pietro: *dazedly* Did anyone get the number of that truck?
Wallace: *decides to get the heck out of Dodge before his mother whales on him or one of the other kids decides they like him*
Blitzwing: *goes and hunkers by Pietro* Hold still and let me look at you.
Pietro: *small frown, eyes are slightly unfocused, and he's already starting to get a bruise along his jaw*
Blitzwing: *sighs and looks at Xiaobei* I'll bring him to the infirmary. *gently scoops Pietro up*
Xiaobei: *terse nod*
Pietro: *startled sound*
Blitzwing: Shhh. *waits for Xiaobei to proceed him out of the atrium*
Xiaobei: *will move to lead the way down to the infirmary*
Raoul: *watches them go, his story telling resuming. Then quirks an eyebrow as he sees Drift coming back with Kup and the rest of the old soldier's immediate family with him* *grin*
Drift: *all but bouncing on the balls of his feet as he brings his Papa's family over to the little children* :D
Wing: *watching the littles with interest from where he's draped on Partner's shoulder*
Lockdown: *arm around Lisa's shoulders, is pretending she doesn't see the massive wibbly eyes that Boulder has going as he walks behind them*
Kup: What's this I hear about free kids? *chomps his cy-gar and frowns down at Raoul and Tracks* ...Who put you clowns in charge of the kids?
Tracks: Oh, you know how these things go. *shrugs*
littles: *looking UUUUUUP at big green guy* *all except one little guy that is just rocking himself quietly in boredom and weariness*
Destiny: *clickstorming. Can see all the littles from her perch on Papa's head*
Lisa: *telling Rodney about the littles, is a bit distracted*
Lockdown: *tilts her head, and then lets go of Lisa to walk over and scoop the little bored guy and the only little yellow haired member of the group into her arms. Comes back and gives the little blond to Lisa* This one's mine 'n that one's yours.
Lisa: *will hold the little blond close* Aww, look at you.... *happy little clicks*
blond: *looks up at her with big brown eyes that have a gold band around the center* ...Mama?
Raoul: *hides his grin. He hadn't been sure that guy was sharp enough to pick up the word. He's glad to see that the child mastered the simple language lesson he'd given*
Kup: Heh. That's right, kid. *down on one knee*
Lisa: *nod nod, grinning* *gentle nuzzle, is sending Rodney an image of the little blond*
Destiny: *slips down and moves to see Locky-Sissy's new baby* *click*
Lockdown: *turns from showing the boy to Boulder, who is crying quietly* Lookkit my new baby, Desti.
Destiny: *soft clicks, will gently kissie the boy's forehead* Locky-Sissy baby....
Lockdown: *watches as a small hand comes up to gently and absently touch Destiny's face as sleepy dark eyes study the girl* Yeah. 'N look. He needs a nap. Think we oughtta go help 'em get one?
Destiny: *clicks softly and gives Lockdown a studious look* *What're you up to, Sissy?*
Lockdown: *as her new son gives a massive yawn* Awww. Lookit that.
Kup: *grinning around his cy-gar, but he's already dealt with one screeching fit after bringing up the subject of naps. He's not saying anything now!*
Destiny: *distracted by babby yawning, soft clicks. Will scoot to find a soft blanket for babby!*
Lockdown: Let's bring 'im home, Pops. *gentle shoulder check for Kup's leg, then kisses her mate on the cheek and gently boots Lisa to catch her attention before following Destiny out the door* Little Rock...
Boulder: I like it. *follows mate*
Lisa: *startled squeak, will move to follow the rest of her family*
Drift: *grinning and hurrying to follow as Wing chirps softly*
Kup: *grins as well as he tosses an absent salute toward Tracks and Raoul while getting to his feet. Then moves off after his kids*
Raoul: *massive grin* *looks over at the little red head* Who're you?
red head: *perk* Ginny. *points to Dion* Bubby. *points to Tracks and nearly gets a finger up his nose* Daddy.
Raoul: Yup. *exchanges a grin with Tracks*
Tracks: //Dixie, if you don't hurry I won't be accountable if you miss your chance. Raoul is hiding the little girl he's chosen for Debbie, but we thought it would be best if Matt and Allen chose their own rugrats.//
Dixie: //'Ang on.... *telling Matt not to worry about grabbing his coat right now, since they won't be outside*//
Tracks: //Look at the screen on your telephone.//
Dixie: *looking*
little people: *sitting in a circle, looking for all the world like toddlers despite their age. Big eyes are mostly focused on Raoul, but one little girl is frowning at a freshly removed boot, and a boy is reaching to poke his near neighbour in the ear*
Dixie: //D'awww.....//
Tracks: //Is Lizzie coming? Or is she in school?// *gently smooths Virginia's red curls and gets a quizzical look from his new daughter*
Dixie: //She's gettin' 'er shoes on...// *chuckle*
Tracks: //Lovely. Oh. Hattie says you don't need to worry about clothes.//
Dixie: *chuckles* //Ah ain't surprahsed....//
Tracks: //You'll also be gaining a new sister or brother today, but I suppose that goes without saying.// *glances toward the door as Seamus goes running past it*
Seamus: She TAZED ASTROTRAIN!!!
Tracks: //...Bother.//
Dixie: //....Who tazed who now?//
Tracks: //...Did I transmit that? I have no idea who did it, but someone apparently tried electroshock therapy on Astrotrain's stupidity condition. And I missed it.//
Dixie: //....Who's Astrotrain?//
Tracks: //Blitzwing's partner. Black Betty's husband.// *sends a picture to her phone* //I believe Matt's met him. He's also known as 'Ozzy'.//
Dixie: //....Ooooh.... Th' Derp. Gotcha.// *chuckling* //Matt 'n Lizzie're readeh... We's gotta go get Miss Debbie, 'n Allen 'n Ophelia though...//
Tracks: //Well do you expect me to narrate, or something?//
Dixie: *razz* //We'll see y'u soon.//
Tracks: *slight sniff* //Like I say, if it isn't soon I can't be responsible for you missing out. Tracks out.//
Dixie: //Quitcher fussin'.// *so amused*
Tracks: *another sniff, and then settles down to wait* *softly, as he switches channels* //Denver? Darling?// *gentle affection over their bond*
Denver: *a bit muffled* //Hm?//
Tracks: *softly* //Our family is growing, darling.//
Denver: //...'Ow maneh 'f th' li'l bits did we adopt?//
Tracks: *shares his amusement* //Oh, only one... directly.//
Denver: *soft 'heh', and a bit of movement as she gets off of the bed* //'N 'ndirectleh?//
Tracks: //Hattie, Dixie, Debbie, and Ophi will be here to claim theirs soon.//
Denver: //Aww....// *chuckles*
Tracks: *shows her that little red head sitting on his knee and holding Dion's hand*
Denver: *soft squee*
Tracks: *wide grin, his eyes lighting at her reaction* //Raoul's named her Virginia.//
Denver: *soft chuckle, will PINpoint up once she's found where she dropped the darn thing*
Tracks: *looks down at Virginia, his eyes darkening slightly with sadness as he thinks of what's been done to the child. Keeps the feelings from Denver as best he can*
Virginia: *amber eyes intent on Dion's face as he chatters and clicks about Mr. Snail* Oh? Ohhhh. Huh. Owow... *eyes widen*
Denver: *can be heard a few minutes later, reassuring Ophi that the dizziness will fade*
Allen: *sounding just a bit spooked as he and Matt talk about wedding plans*
Susana: *having a nice conversation with Debbie as she guides the quieter woman into the atrium*
Raoul: *turns his head and bounds to his feet, the front of his jacket bulging suspiciously* Angel!
Virginia: Ohhh? *leans to look the way Bubby just ran, then glances quizzically at little Bubby*
Debbie: *surprised, but pleased* Hello, Raoul.
Dion: Aunty! *points to Debbie*
Virginia: Tantee? *watching the new people*
Raoul: *stops right in front of his adopted cousin, his grin shaky and his eyes hopeful and dancing* Do you mind if a little kid isn't chatty 'n cute 'n all bright 'n cheery?
Debbie: *holds out her arms*
Raoul: *takes a sleeping child from his jacket and gently tucks her into those arms. It's a little girl just as babyishly adorable as the rest, with soft black curls and a pensive little frown on her face as she wibbles at a dream* She gets confused pretty easy, 'n it makes her cry. But she just does it quietly.
Debbie: *will gently cradle the girl close to her chest* Poor th'n'.... *gently smooths some of the girl's curls*
Raoul: Doc Anderson says she'll probably always be at around a nine month old mental level. But she's mostly toilet trained. She asked ta go earlier, but then she got upset 'n peed her pants. *watches the little one snuggle*
Debbie: Aw.... Well, th't's alrahght.... *totally and utterly smitten*
Raoul: *very quietly, nearly shy for the first time that Debbie will have seen in this boy who stood beside her as an attendant at her wedding* I... kinda named her. You don't have to use that one, though.
Debbie: *curious*
Raoul: *quiet still* Mareshah. It means 'conqueror'.
Debbie: *small nod* *will continue to smooth Mareshah's hair* 'T's a good name.
Raoul: *slight bit of grin returns* Mareshah Caley Martin.
Debbie: *small smile*
Raoul: *arm around her as he turns to look at the others*
Tracks: *has handed Virginia over to Denver, and is now accepting clothing from Hattie* Slow down, I've only got so many hands.
Denver: *clicking to Virginia, is amused at how fussy Hattie's being*
Trevor: *laying on his stomach on the floor and chatting to a dark haired, laughing boy child*
Ophi: *baby dancing with one of the children and talking to them in Spanish*
Allen: *having a hard time leaving his new son's auburn curls alone*
sweet faced sleepy little girl: *cuddled against Alicia with her head on the blonde's shoulder*
Alicia: *clicking softly, just sent a picture of the little one to Jamie's phone*
little black haired boy: *attached to Susana's leg and smiling up at her* Mama? Mama?
Susana: *bends down to gently lift the little boy up for cuddles*
black haired boy: *points to her* Mama. *points to self* Bubby?
Raoul: *soft snerk as he sees someone else had been listening to Virginia's lesson*
Ben: *peering over Susana's shoulder with a quiet smile, one arm around her waist*
Susana: *gently pokes the boy* Mark.
boy: *eyes widen and mouth goes into an O* *then* Mark?
Susana: *nods, smiling* Yes.
Ben: *serious Seeker is thinking about how Susana and the little one will be going to town, where he doesn't live. Doesn't like this thought* *clearly* You're mine.
Tracks: *head snaps around with surprise*
Raoul: o.0
Susana: *blink blink, small, shy smile* And you're mine. *will turn and touch her forehead to Ben's*
Patrick: *blink blink blink*
Mark: *reaching up to touch the face of the man who is forehead to forehead with Mama* Daddy.
Ben: *soft gasp*
Alicia: *looks over* Saw it. *grin*
Tracks: *recovers from his surprise and looks to Patrick*
Patrick: *nods* I witness as well.
Raoul: *looks over at Alicia* Another one beat you to it, Ally.
Alicia: *razz*
little girl: *lifts her head and looks with quiet curiosity at Alicia, wondering what that sound was. And then she's turning her head as a man comes running in and grabs her mama and her and hugs them*
Jamie: I got kicked off duty for two weeks! I... can we call her Tessa?
Alicia: *nuzzles* Sure....
Jamie: *looks like he's going to explode with excited joy* Sweet. *kisses Alicia on the cheek, and then gives one to Tessa's plump little cheek too* Man... she even looks like you except for the brown hair and greenie eyes.
Tessa: *sleepy smile as she wipes the kiss off and then puts her head back down on Mama's shoulder* *knows that this must be her Daddy, but she's too sleepy to worry about that now. And too comfy in her new clothes*
Alicia: *softly* Awww.....
Jamie: *softly echoes the sentiment as he guides Alicia over to one of the benches around the fish pond and sits next to her and their new daughter*
Raoul: *still standing over by Debbie. He's frowning as he turns his head and counts. Can see the last little guy over there examining Lizzie's braid as Dixie dresses him. But the count's wrong...* Oh oh. Guys, we lost one somewhere.
Tracks: *looks up sharply* What?
Denver: *frown* 'Ow maneh w're th're?
Raoul: *tells her. Tells how many just got homes* We lost one on the way down here. And I didn't slaggin' notice! *lets go of Debbie to glance hurriedly around the atrium* ...Oh crud, where's Tunnel Rat?
Denver: ... *on comms* *to Raoul* She went t' report t' McHale. *SNERK*
Raoul: Well the kid we're... what?
Tracks: *eyes widen, and then he hides his laughter on Dion's hair*
Denver: Th' li'l bit followed Private Lee! *laughs*
Raoul: *so relieved that he has to sit down on the floor* Can she bring 'em back?
Denver: *relaying that to McHale, since Private Lee doesn't have a radio yet*
McHale: *tells Denver about the tiny child standing to attention and saluting beside the Private*
Denver: *so amused* //Send 'em both up t' th' atrium, Jerreh.//
McHale: *grumbles about delays, but isn't overly grouchy sounding* //They're on their way. Though it looks more like the kid's bringing the newb.//
Private Lee: *looking just a bit shell-shocked as she follows the little girl that first followed her back to the atrium*
Raoul: *goes over to scoop the little black-haired child into his arms, but then straightens with surprise as she pushes him away* Hey... You can't stay with Tunnel Rat, nina.
girl: *just stands beside the Private, her almond eyes curious and determined*
Denver: *soft chuckle*
Private Lee: I dunno the first thing about takin' care'a kids.....
Hattie: *coming over to fuss and try and insist on changing the soggy little boots*
girl: *pushes at the grey-haired woman too, turning her head away. Do not want*
Private Lee: *acks as Hattie points out the soggy boots* C'mon, kiddo, you need dry shoes....
girl: *looks up at the Private, tiny sweet face holding just a hint of crossness as she puts her hands behind her back. Has no idea what you just said, but she ain't going away!*
Private Lee: *remembers what her mom used to do when she was little and refused to put on socks and shoes.... Will pick the girl up so Hattie can get the wet boots off*
girl: *squeal of surprise, but then watches the boot removal operation with interest, her shivering calming as she's warmed by Private Lee's body*
Tracks: *frowning slightly as he quietly watches all this and helps Dion put on a pretty toque from the clothes that Hattie brought*
Dion: *happy babbles, will grab another toque and wave it in Private Lee's direction*
Denver: *soft chuckle as she works on making ponytails of Virginia's curls*
Hattie: *making sure the little girl in Private Lee's arms has socks on*
little one: *curling her toes and frowning as she tries to figure these strange things out. Is leaning back against her big person*
Private Lee: See? Dry socks are better than wet ones....
little girl: *tips head up to frown at her, then looks at Raoul as he comes over with his arms held out* *sudden vehement repetition of a word in Ko-Dan as she makes pushing motions at the hands. Getting louder and is clearly telling the teen off*
Private Lee: *meeps*
Raoul: *wincing and trying to talk to the girl, but finally just darts over, pins his translator on her, and backs off*
little girl: No! No! No! No!
Private Lee: *slight cringe and confused look for Raoul*
Raoul: *nods his head emphatically in the strange way he's seen these children, Chris, Ruth, and Salvage do it* No. *agreeing with you!*
little girl: *scolds for a bit more, and then stops and gives Raoul a frown* No!
Raoul: Yours? *points to Private Lee*
little girl: *points to one of her eyes* My eye.
Private Lee: *blink blink* Er.....
Hattie: *patpats the Private's shoulder* Ah'm guess'n she th'nks y'u're kin.....
little girl: My eye. *pokes self gently, and then twists in Private Lee's arms to look up at her. One pudgy small finger reaches up to poke the small woman* Eye.
Private Lee: Er... Yeah.....
little girl: My eye. *folds arms across her little chest and just dares anyone to refute it. Look at that pout*
Hattie: *chuckles and works on putting fake sheepskin booties on the little girl*
Raoul: *quirks a grin as he feels Dion arms wrap around one of his legs and Ginny arms the other* So whaddya gonna name her?
Private Lee: Er..... *thinks for a few moments* Gertrude....
Hattie: Mahght be easiah t' call 'er 'Gerty'.....
Raoul: ...So where'd Gertrude come from, anyway?
Gerty: *examining a booty, her expression intent*
Private Lee: *ducking her head a bit* My grandma's Gertrude....
Raoul: *grins* Cool. *then looks down and clicks at the two little people hugging his legs* Awww, man. We would haveta wind up with another cuddlebug.
Virginia: *big sweet smile*
Dion: *happy clickstorm*
Tracks: *smiles and stands, offering a hand to Denver as he does* I think our work here is done, darling. Have you got anything to do right now?
Denver: Jes' gotta make sure Osk 's alrahght....
Tracks: Whyever wouldn't she be? *pauses and looks toward the door as he hears an exclamation of dismay in a familiar voice* ...Magnus?
Magnus: Aww, are all the little ones with families now? *sulk*
Tracks: *blinks* Err. Yes.
Raoul: *looking over toward his uncle with a frown of concern*
Magnus: *more sulk* I was on my way up.....
Tracks: *dismay showing slightly on his face* You should have called me.
Magnus: *small frown* I thought I did.....
Tracks: *shakes his head* I didn't get anything.
Raoul: Hey. We got one, though. So'd Abuella. *crouches down to put an arm around Virginia, who loves on him*
Magnus: *quiet sigh*
Tracks: *looks at Denver, his dismay for his brother clear over their bond* //What can we do? We can't take any of the children back from the families they've chosen.//
Denver: *small frown* //Ah'm not sure.....//
Tracks: *frown mirrors hers as he pings Dallas' radio*
Dallas: *sounding a bit irritated* //MacKenzie speaking.//
Tracks: //This is Tracks. And we have a slight problem.//
Dallas: //If this is about me not telling about the kids sooner, you're not the first to give me grief about it....//
Tracks: *blinks and glances at Denver, knowing that she can hear this*
Denver: .... //Th' Seekers must've caught up wit' 'im....//
Tracks: *frowns* *to Dallas* //Will more children be brought to Earth?//
Dallas: //If Roughsong finds 'em, yeah...//
Tracks: //I see.// *turns his head and looks at his woebegone looking brother, who has had bitties sicced on him by Raoul*
Magnus: *clicking softly as Dion cuddles*
Virginia: *love loves and cuddles for poor sad Uncle* *quietly* Unca. Unca.
Raoul: *big grin*
Kirk: *suddenly zips over there just as fast as his pudgy short legs will carry him and then tries to climb into Magnus' lap* Uncie! *laughs*
Trevor: *big grin from where he just set his new son on Magnus*
Dallas: //She says to tell you that she'll keep a look out. But there's already a waiting list.//
Denver: //Magnus 's inna sulk 'cause 'e c'ldn't git up t' th' atrium soon 'nough t' adopt 'un 'f th' li'l bits...//
Dallas: //...I'll make sure his name gets on the list...//
Tracks: //Thank you, Dallas.// *looks at his brother* They've put you on the waiting list. *then realized that Magnus is getting ganged up on and kissied and snerks*
Dallas: //Now if only I could get the Seekers to leave me and my family to get to know our newest member...//
Tracks: *switches channels* //Skylar, your people are being most annoying to my cousin.//
Skylar: //.... What are they doing now?//
Tracks: //Knowing them, I think they're trying to talk him out of his new daughter.//
Skylar: //....// *sighs and closes the channel with a click. Is going to tell off Seekers now, kthx*
Tracks: //Skylar's on his way, Dallas. I suggest having a few cookies ready by way of thanks.//
Dallas: //Working on it.... Thanks....//
Tracks: //What's family for? Tracks out.// *realizes Virginia's trying to give 'Unca' a ponytail and facepalms*
Raoul: *so not noticing, nope*
Denver: *sooooo getting blackmail pictures*
Trevor: *over helping Hattie try and get clothes on Gertie. Has no idea he's missing something funny*
Gertie: *objecting again. Much 'No!' and pushing at hands*
Private Lee: *trying to convince Gertie to wear some of the things Hattie's trying to get on her*
Trevor: Here, Tunnel Rat. Why don't you dress her? *offers the adorable little garments*
Private Lee: *a bit distracted by trying to dress Gertie now, won't ask about the nickname*
Gertie: *is now a delighted and cooperative child, even going so far as to try and button buttons and tie things herself*
Trevor: *grins at his wife* There we go.
Hattie: *amused chuckling* 'Tudeh kid....
Trevor: Smart too. *slight frown* But she's younger than Kirk and the others.
Hattie: *small nod* Yeah... Ah noticed....
Trevor: But Raoul says Red gave her a clean bill of health. *bit concerned, but then turns his head and gently nudges Hattie as he realizes who is crouched over there in one of the sitting niches around the fish pond* They... Marcia's got one.
Hattie: *nods* She clobbered Mr. Morimoto earliah....
Trevor: *winces* ...Should we talk to her? That baby's still in the wet wraps.
Hattie: *small frown as she notices this as well* Ah th'nk 'f we jes give 'er th' clothes th'n she won't 'tack...
Trevor: *nods and looks in the box, pulling out cute little booties and socks, and another adorable dress and bloomers set* Do you want to give them to her? *knows the Stunticons respect his wife somewhat*
Hattie: *nods and moves to grab the clothes before heading over to the sitting niche*
Marcia: *growls a bit as Hattie approaches, but all she does is glare and grouse softly. Then she's scowling and working on getting her little one into dry clothes*
Trevor: *snags a little hoodie with flower petals around the hood and brings it too, his eyes averted respectfully as he offers it* *to Hattie* //Who would have thought she'd have parental programming?//
Hattie: *offers the hoodie to Marcia and gets grumbled at before the Stunticon is turning her attention back to the little girl* *gives Trevor a small shrug and a slight "What can you do?" look*
Trevor: *watches as the grey eyed child smiles and chats and tries to help her new mother to dress her* *softly* Marcia?
Marcia: *growl* Slag off.
Trevor: *gently* I just want to know her name.
Marcia: *scowls as she thinks*
grey eyes: *looks up at Marcia after fastening the last flower button on the little hoodie all by herself* Oh! *hands up in an 'all done!'*
Trevor: *soft chuckle* That one's got a bit of the same stuff as Gerty does.
Marcia: *more scowl*
grey eyes: *sees the scowl and snuggles uncertainly* Ohhhh.
Trevor: *takes Hattie's arm and turns to lead her away* Looks like Tracks and the others have already left. *glances sideways at her* Want to go take over the kitchen at home and get ready for a welcome party for Ginny and Kirk?
Hattie: *nods as she's lead away* Th' sooner, th' bettah...
Marcia: Fleur.
Trevor: *over his shoulder as he walks out* That's pretty. I like it.
Marcia: *soft huff, will turn her attention to fussing over Fleur in her own way*
Hattie: *chuckles softly* Stubborn th'ng.... 'N Fleur's such a sweetie.....
Trevor: She's adorable. Like I say, Gerty's determination, and Ginny's sweetheart nature. Maybe a bit of Kirk's get up and go. *stumbles slightly as his new son sees him and gallops back to cannonball into his legs, then scoops the boy up*
Hattie: *chuckles and ruffles Kirk's hair* Seems lahk 't....
Elsewhere
Patrick: *pinching the bridge of his nose as he gets yet another call from someone who is upset that not enough people were told about the children*
another ping: *comes to his radio at the same time*
Patrick: *answers and tries to keep from sounding too cross* //Oberson speaking.// *right eye is starting to get a bit of a twitch*
Joe: //Sir, there's someone here who would like to talk to you. He's pretty shaky though and his wife's having a bit of a nervous attack.//
Patrick: //... Do they have PINpoints?//
Joe: //They do. But they're currently resting in the barn loft.//
Patrick: //...How big are they?// *starting to suspect that his earlier idea of having them come to his office might not be a good idea*
Joe: //He's a bay tech Seeker, sir.//
Patrick: //....Can you bring them to the infirmary?// *dings Rachel's comm*
Rachel: //Currently giving a lady a physical. No guys in the infirmary.//
Joe: //Yeah. That.//
Patrick: *pinches the bridge of his nose. Again* //I'll be right up.// *also calling Skylar, since the mech in question might be kin to the Wingleader* *grabs his PINpoint and heads for the barn*
Joe: *hunkered in human mode next to a smallish bay Starscream and a golden yellow flyer femme as Bea bustles around and checks both newcomers over. Is clicking at a little bundle of parts in the yellow femme's arms*
Moonshadow: *cycling air rapidly and shivering as she tries to make sense of the changes to her world*
lbScream: *clicking softly to his mate and to the sparklet, is pretty comfortable on the pile of hay he's currently lying on* *attention goes to Patrick* *raised brow ridge*
Joe: Starscream, this is our oldest Optimus. The one you asked to see. *slight smile, though he's distracted by Bea's soft clicking to Moonshadow*
lbScream: *small nod* *quietly* It's an honor, sir....
Patrick: *can see what Joe meant by the Seeker being shaky* Likewise....
Moonshadow: *ducks her head and clicks softly. Too many changes at once are starting to overwhelm her just a bit, so she's going to focus on what she can understand: Caring for the sparklet*
Bea: *soft clicks as she offers the femme a can of soft cinna pudding*
Moonshadow: *slight peek when she smells the cinna pudding* *click*
Skylar: *PINpointing in down on the main floor of the barn*
Joe: *goes to look through the loft entrance toward the sound of the PINpoint* We're up here, sir.
Skylar: *looks up and PINpoints to the loft, stopping short when he sees who else is here* .... You've got to be kidding me...
lbScream: *soft snerk* *quietly* Long time, no see, Skylar...
Patrick: ... *looking between the two Starscreams* I take it you two know one another...
Joe: *brows lifted as he looks from Skylar to the new Starscream*
Skylar: *nods* Yeah... Ran into him a couple of times in the Nexus.... *dings Sky's comm* Last time, he was ganking energy from the sign.... And he was a bit bigger...
Patrick: *small nod*
lbScream: *soft chuckle* *quietly* I ran afoul of a fire truck with a bad attitude...
Sky: *appears, scowling slightly* I was signing posters and just found out that I missed out on the chance of another kid. What do you... Heeyyyy, Starscream!
Moonshadow: *startles at the sudden appearance and hunkers down with a growl*
Joe: *quiet snerk at Sky. Is just going to go help his wife take care of Moonshadow and the bitty now*
lbScream: *small nod of greeting* Hello, Sky....
Sky: *slight frown* Joe, did Lisa go to the Nexus again?
Joe: *chuckle* No. I did.
Sky: ... Stop that.
Patrick: *facepalm, snerk*
Skylar: *snickering*
lbScream: *slight frown* Is there a problem?
Sky: *grins* Crumby in-joke. You're not the butt of it.
lbScream: ... Alright...
Sky: *looks to Patrick and Skylar*
Patrick: *looks to lbScream* Is there anything I can help you with?
lbScream: *small nod* I would like to offer assistance in this reality.
Joe: *looks over at his older brother* He's an Exile.
Patrick: ... *expression goes a bit dark as he connects the dots and realizes just what 'fire truck with a bad attitude' lbScream was talking about* I see....
Skylar: ... *frowns at lbScream*
Bea: *softly* Pink should only be worn by girls and Scattershots. *offers more pudding to Moonshadow's sparklet*
Patrick: *nods his agreement with Bea's words* *to lbScream* The sooner we get you situated so you can rest, the better.
lbScream: *soft chuckle* Alright, sir....
Bea: I don't think they need constant medical surveillance. Just a nice suite in the section for bigger bots. *gentle poke at lbScream* Their bodies have already accepted their holoform transmitters.
Seeklet: *gets the spoon! And then WINGS some pudding at Skylar* Eeee! :D
Skylar: *acks and looks to see what splatted on his arm* *blink blink, wipes pudding off with a finger, nom pudding*
lbScream: *chuckles and clicks softly*
Moonshadow: *frustrated and overwhelmed, wants away from all these strange little things. Wants to hide with mate and sparklet*
Bea: *softly* I think Moonshadow needs some quiet. Her processor's showing some slight damage that probably makes it hard for her to process new data right now.
Skylar: *small nod, noticed the sparklet's coloration and halfway suspects that the little one is another alternate*
Patrick: *arguing with Blaster about something now*
lbScream: *quietly* Her optics might be bothering her a bit too....
Bea: *gentle small hand on Moonshadow's leg, then offers her some more of the pudding* Yeah, probably. *soft clicks for the distressed femme* You guys will be getting that big suite in the Seekerhouse, I bet.
lbScream: *curious* Seekerhouse?
Skylar: That's what we call the big house where most of the Seekers on base have chosen to live...
Moonshadow: *okay, maybe nom a little....*
Bea: *nods as she croons gently. And then she chuckles as the Seeklet scores a direct hit on Joe's face*
Joe: Ack! *laugh* You missed my mouth.
Seeklet: *laughing and waving her spoon*
Skylar: *snickerfit*
lbScream: *soft chuckle*
Moonshadow: *click*
Storm: *pings Skylar's com*
Skylar: //Yes, Storm?//
Storm: //Bea said to get the big suite ready. It's all good.//
Skylar: //Thank you, Storm. There's plenty of blankets, right?// *getting his PINpoint out*
Storm: //Yup, and pillows. There isn't any furniture yet, so we just made a huge heap of those in front of the wall screen. And added some bunnies from the blanket place.//
Skylar: *chuckles* //I think the Seeklet will like that....//
Storm: //We made sure everything was wool fleece or that new felt.//
Skylar: //Alright. Incoming shortly.//
Storm: //We're ready. Oh, you knew Ben laid his claim tonight, right?//
Skylar: *blinks* //When did he do that?//
Storm: //When Susana got chosen by one of the kids. They're at his place now, waiting for you.//
Skylar: //I'll stop by once we get our new family settled.... The mech's an alternate of me...//
Storm: //...So what's his status in the flock?//
Skylar: //Once he's air-worthy again, he'll rank with you. Right now, he's grounded.//
Storm: //So he's my brother?//
Skylar: //Yes. He's got a bit more common sense than Quinn and Wayne, at least....//
Storm: //Alright. I'll be there to greet him. TC's at work, and Sky...//
Sky: //Right here. Screamer dragged my aft away from poster signing to meet the new guy.//
Storm: //Okay.//
Skylar: *cheeky grin for Sky* //You could have told me to 'slag off', Sky.//
Sky: *rolls her eyes at him and tosses her hair*
lbScream: *just resting his optics, don't mind him*
Moonshadow: *hunkering down near mate and shivering*
Bea: *soft concern*
Joe: Sir, I think we better get them home and in bed. *winces as the Seeklet picks up on Moonshadow's distress and starts making sounds that are unmistakably G1 Starscreamish*
Patrick: Go.... I finally convinced Blaster to leave him alone for now....
Skylar: *nods* *clicks to the Seeklet and moves to bring the family to the Seekerhouse*
Joe: *watches them vanish with the swish and slight flash of PINpoint travel, and then moves to hug his wife*
Seekerhouse. The large suite
Storm: *standing by the heap of pillows, blankets, and dolls in the warm but slightly echoing living room of the big apartment. She perks and hurries over as the group appears*
Sky: You missed, Screamer. *eyes dancing as she teases her brother*
Skylar: *soft razz*
lbScream: *bleary blink blink*
Moonshadow: 0_0 *HIDING on mate now*
Seeklet: *SKREEEEEEEEEEEEK!*
Sky: *frowns and skreeks right back, commandingly*
Moonshadow: .... *wait, whut? It makes sounds like mate?*
Seeklet: *big optics as she hides on Moonshadow* *eek! Save babby!*
Moonshadow: *cautious peek, holds the Seeklet close*
Skylar: *transforming and moving to try and get lbScream, Moonshadow, and the Seeklet situated on the heap of pillows*
lbScream: *helping by gently reassuring Moonshadow and the Seeklet with soft skreeking and clicking*
Sky and Storm: *also transform. Two strong Seeker femmes with graceful wings and fierce but kindly faces. Help Starscream to move lbScream to the nest, then cover him and his family with the big, soft blankets*
lbScream: *soft sigh* *quietly* Thank you....
Moonshadow: *calming a bit once the blankets are in place, soft clicks*
Stormsong: You're my brother, it's my job. *cracks a slight smile as the Seeklet stops her distress actions and starts to make little purring sounds there under the shelter of the blankets*
lbScream: *slight smile before he's shuttering his optics and settling down to rest*
Moonshadow: *soon does like her mate*
Stormsong: *looks to Starscream for directions*
Skywarp: *turning the TV onto the channel with soft music and swirly lights. Yeah, the one Tea makes*
Starscream: *getting cookies out of subspace and leaving them where they'll be seen* *quietly* They just need time to rest and recover.... We'll need to think of nicknames for them though....
Stormsong: *nods* I'll get some botaghetti, too. Warm stuff might help the femme settle down.
Skywarp: *listening to her communicator* I have to get back. Sammy's snarking at a smartaft.
Starscream: *small nod* I've got duct tape in subspace, if you need it....
Skywarp: *shrugs and grins* Just showing up like this will get everyone's minds back where they should be.
Starscream: *chuckle* Alright. Thanks for helping, 'Warp, Storm.
Stormsong: I'll go get the noodles and gloop. *heads out through the skylight*
Skywarp: You got it, Screamer. *vanishes*
Starscream: *makes sure the temperature and humidity are comfortable for the newest squadron members, will go see what Melissa and Airwolf are making in the mess hall kitchen*
Patrick's office
McHale: *knocks on the door as he frowns deeply*
Patrick: *as he works on writing up a report to send to Rachel about the new Starscream* Come in.
McHale: *does so and salutes*
Patrick: *looks up from the report-writing* Is something wrong, Major McHale?
McHale: Yes, sir, something's wrong. *offers a sheet of paper*
Patrick: *blinks a bit as he reaches for the paper*
McHale: *hands it over and then stands to attention, his expression faintly miffed*
Patrick: *reads the paper*
paper: *list of misdemeanours for Private first class Nichole Lee. Is long and includes several charges of improper fraternization*
Patrick: *brows climbing as he reads, pauses as he realizes that most of the improper fraternization charges occurred with one specific individual. Slight frown as he wonders if Private Lee's been taken away from her mate*
McHale: *waiting for the Lt. Col. to finish reading and address him*
Patrick: Major McHale, do you think you would be able to find out what base Lamont A. Morris is stationed at?
McHale: *frown deepens* Sir, I came here to request the reassignment of this rookie.
Patrick: *nod* You'll need someone to replace her on your squadron though, Major.
McHale: The need isn't pressing, sir.
Patrick: Still, the sooner we get the personnel transfer started, the better.
McHale: Yes, sir. And a more fitting new member for my squad too?
Patrick: Hopefully.
McHale: Thank you, sir. I'll start on the paperwork right away.
PA system: ABOOYAH *baby laughter*
McHale: o.0
Patrick: *nod* *sighs* Mungbean. *looks up* Tea, you need to teach your mate and son that the PA system isn't a toy.
Tea: I need ta finish getting all my codes changed first! Sorry, folks.
Mungbean: *more laughter before the speaker goes dead*
McHale: *shakes his head disapprovingly, but doesn't speak*
Patrick: *to McHale* Is there anything else?
McHale: No, sir.
Patrick: Alright. You're dismissed.
McHale: *nods and goes*
PA: Thrrrpt! Butt!
Tea: Ack!
Patrick: *facepalm*
Tea: Sorry, sorry. Crud...
Patrick: *sighs and makes a call that he probably should have made sooner....* //Excuse me, Private Lee?//
Private Lee: //Ack, no, Gerty, that's mine. Uh... yello?//
Patrick: *trying not to chuckle* //Starting tomorrow morning, you'll need to report to Captain Reynolds for duty.//
Private Lee: //Yessir. Uhhh, who's that? Gerty! Sheeesh!//
Patrick: *tries to send Private Lee's phone a picture, slight frown at the error message he gets* //Captain Reynolds is the cheery brunette who sits next to Major Blume at meal times....//
Private Lee: //I got it! Ewwwwwwww, drool on my phone. Hello?//
Patrick: //....Why is there drool on your phone?//
Private Lee: //Because Gerty tried ta eat it.//
Patrick: //...Ah... I'll let you go then...// *so amused*
Private Lee: //But... I still don't know who I'm supposeta report to.//
Patrick: //Ask one of the other soldiers to introduce you to Captain Reynolds at the next meal.//
Private Lee: //Oh. YesARGH! Teeth!//
Patrick: *sympathy* //Try offering her something to eat...//
Private Lee: //She's got a cocktail weeny in each hand! Eouch!//
Patrick: //....Try fruit then?//
Private Lee: *can't contain a sound of disgust* //Uh. OKAYYYYYY!//
Gertrude: *in the background* //No!//
Patrick: //...Good luck...//
Private Lee: *is the sound of a cellphone bouncing off the ceiling*
Patrick: *will close the line then* *sighs and turns his attention back to the report he started*
((Written with random_xtras))