Nexus, Safehouse, Visitors
*into the safehouse comes a sixteen foot tall yellow femme with black racing stripes, and a tiny blue femme clinging to her back between her doorwings*
Calix: *powers up, tensed and watching, while Blurr continues to recharge*
Hormah: *from her corner* Relax, me son. T'at's Bumblebee 'n Kriti.
Bee: I come in peace? *soft smile*
Calix: *small frown, relaxing slightly so she doesn't accidentally jostle Blurr*
Kriti: *headtilt, points at Calix* Funny-Showtime.
Bee: *softly to her sparklet* Shhhh. //Not Showtime right now. Calix. Remember what Uncle Ratch said?//
Hormah: *snorts softly with laughter*
Calix: *flinched a bit when the little one called her Showtime*
Kriti: *frown, doesn't quite understand, but nods*
Bee: *grins at her* You wanna come around to the front?
Kriti: *chirrs and carefully moves to Bee's side*
Bee: *gently catches hold of her and holds her in the crook of her arm, then looks at Calix* Sorry about that. Like Hormah said, this is Kriti, 'n I'm Bee. Hormah's future mother in law.
Hormah: *soft razzy sound*
Calix: *raised brow ridge*
Kriti: *Giggles and razzes Hormah* :3
Bee: It's my turn to check on the safehouse. Ratch wanted me to bring back a report on how you guys're doing.
Calix: *nods a bit, glancing at Blurr, who has just now started to power on* I'm fine...
Blurr: *blinks a few times, still getting used to having responsive systems again, sits up slowly with help from Calix*
Bee: *moves her mouthplate in a smile at him* Hi.
Blurr: *nods, manages a small smile* Hello...
Bee: I'm Bee. Ratch wants me to check on you guys. How're you feeling?
Blurr: Taking into consideration my prior state of being and the amount of time I cannot account for currently, all things considered, I am doing well.
Bee: *grins, not at all nonplussed by his speech pattern* Sweet. Uh, what do you think of sparklets?
Blurr: *puzzled expression, isn't quite sure what Bee is hinting at* Are you inquiring my opinion on the young of fellow Cybertronians or is your inquiry regarding whether or not I have been informed of their existence? If it is the former, my opinion is this: I have not met many, but those that I have met were an interesting group of young mechs and femmes...
Kriti: *puzzled expression, has missed over half of what Blurr said*
Bee: Are you okay holding Kriti while I tend the energon dispensers?
Blurr: Oh...*glances at Calix, who is shaking her head and chuckling* I belive I will be able to do the required task while you attend to the dispensers...
Bee: *chuckles and steps into the room to offer the tiny one.* She likes her back rubbed gently
Hormah: *deedlebeeps at Kriti*
Blurr: *leans against Calix and makes room for Kriti on the berth*
Kriti: *tries to imitate Hormah's sound*
Bee: No, put your arms out. Like this.
Hormah: *amused and does it again*
Blurr: *imitates Bee, holding his arms out to accept the little femme*
Kriti: *doesn't quite get the deedle part right, but definitely beeps!*
Hormah: *deedles laughter*
Bee: *gently hands over babybot*
Blurr: *quirks brow ridge* She does not seem to be from the same place as Ratchet and yourself...*quietly*
Kriti: :P at Hormah!
Hormah: *makes razzy sound again, though she has no tongue*
Bee: No. I adopted her after Ratchet found her in another Nexus.
Kriti: *Razzes Hormah and giggles, clapping her hands in delight*
Calix: *watching the little one with curiosity*
Blurr: *isn't quite sure what to make of that information, instead focuses on making sure Kriti is held securely, but gently*
Bee: *as she turns to go* That femme she mentioned was one of her code doners.
Calix: *'wings up!*
Blurr: o.o *considering look at Kriti, then at Calix*
Kriti: *deedlebeep, pleased expression* :3
Hormah: *has taught the sparklet a new cussword. Is accomplished* *watches Bee go to do her task, then look back at her charges*
Kriti: *has decided to try to see if Calix has a flavor by reaching for the femme's hand*
Calix: Th-there has to be a mistake...or some...explaination for this...*Startled noise when her fingers are nommed*
Hormah: Why's t'at, b'y?
Calix: I never donated spark code for anything...I would remember that sort of thing...
Hormah: Not ye. T' Showtime 'o t'at ot'er reality. 'N she wasn' after doin' it a purpose.
Kriti: *watching Hormah and listening, has taken Calix's fingers out of her mouth* Desinex too...*quietly*
Calix: *cycling air rapidly, remembers what she did to her reality's Desinex*
Blurr: *frowning* Desinex as in the Decepticon outlaw who attempted to assasinate Afterburn Minor back on *names date*?
Hormah: Nay. Desinex t' Autobot who died wit' 'er friend Showtime.
Blurr: *Processor freezes while trying to understand this*
Calix: ...*facepalms* Different realities...right?
Hormah: T' different realities is after bein' some different.
Blurr: *reviewing this and filing the information away for later*
Calix: Makes sense...
Hormah: Ye ever hear tell 'O Blackout?
Blurr: He's a Decepticon who is loyal only to Megatron and was banished from Cybertron after the Great War. His abilities include being able to short-circuit various pieces of technology unless said pieces are shielded properly.
Calix: *nods*
Hormah: Orrrr, leader 'o t' 'Cons fer t' reality she come from. 'N me creator, who was after givin' me t' Primus soon after I came online.
Blurr: *shares a "WTF?!" look with Calix*
Kriti: *Blurr is nice to sit on and all, but now she wants to find Bee!*
Blurr: *Startled, tries to hang onto Kriti*
Hormah: Hey hey, littlebitty. Yer mama was after wantin' ye t' be wit' Blurr.
Kriti: *Razzes Hormah, tries to wiggle out of Blurr's hold*
Calix: *reachs to gently rub the little femme's back* Hey, it's okay...Your mama will be back shortly...
Kriti: *razzes Calix as well*
Hormah: Ye wants t' worry Bee?
Kriti: *headshake* Wanna find Mama.
Hormah: Mama wants ye here.
Blurr: *doing a good job of keeping Kriti close, despite how wiggly the sparklet is*
Kriti: *pouting, still trying to wiggle away*
Hormah: *tells them about the magic spot to scritch a little bitty when she's needing to be distracted*
Calix: *amused chuckle, gently scritches along where Kriti's doorwings are coming in, earning her a soft chirr* Why am I not surprised?
Blurr: *puzzled as to why that worked so well* Is there a higher concentration of sensor nodes that corralate to a specific part of the protoform's final development?
Calix: Doorwings. Basically, they're exposed sensor nets. *has calmed down considerably from where she was earlier*
Hormah: *nodding* Fer some realities, aye.
Calix: *small smile* I know mine are pretty sensitive...but they need to be. A lot of information comes through the sensor nets...it's no different than having a higher level of audio reception, or having better viz scanners than the average mech...
Hormah: In t' realities like Bee's t'ere t'ey's already got some crazy sensors 'n scanners goin'. *deedles a chuckle*
Blurr: *nods, understanding. Back home, he's one of the fastest, if not THE fastest, Autobot around, and for a good reason: Speed equated to survival*
Hormah: Bee knows what we's after doin' in here. She kin see it from t' main room t'ere.
Blurr: *nods again*
Calix: *still gently scritching Kriti's back*
Hormah: *smiling at the calm she sees in Calix. Bee is smarter than she often lets on*
Kriti: *quieted down, still wants Bee, but is happy to get scritches, and is starting to doze*
Hormah: *ponders giving these two a couch baby, but isn't sure Blurr's spark could take the stress, or if the little one wouldn't hinder more than it helped*
Calix: *Gently guides Blurr's available hand so he, too, is offering scritches*
Kriti: *happy sparklet purrs, snuggles against Blurr as she naps*
Bee: *softly as she steps in* I'm back.
Blurr: *nods, glancing down at Kriti, isn't quite sure if she'll be moved without a fuss or not*
Bee: *softly starts playing 'tiny Dancer'. Well, Jazz's version of it, in his voice*
Kriti: *sleepy blink, small chirr*
Bee: You ready to come back now, littlebitty?
Kriti: *Yawns, nodding and reaching for Bee*
Calix: Does she get fussy very often?*quietly*
Bee: Yeah. Some of it's because she's growing.
Bee: *has taken baby and is gently rubbing her itchy spots*
Bee: And some of it's because she's worried about her sister.
Kriti: *loves Mama, happy to be held*
Blurr: Growing?
Calix: ...like an organic sparklet?
Bee: Not quite. She does it in spurts. Like she's self upgrading.
Calix: ...weird...definitely not anything I'm familiar with...*glances at Blurr, who shakes his head. Apparently, he's not familiar with the whole 'growing' thing either*
Bee: All kinds of stuff happens in different realities. Even stuff that we'd never think was possible.
Calix: Such as?
Bee: Jazz settling down and becoming a creator of four?
Calix: ...
Blurr: O-o
Bee: Don't believe me?
Calix: The Jazz I know...is an Elite Guard....
Blurr: He serves as the Communications Officer for the leader of the Autobots, Supreme Commander Ultra Magnus, who has lead the Autobots since the Great War over four million stellar cycles ago...
Bee: In our reality there's only one Prime, and he's the Autobot leader. Jazz was and is a member of his special unit. But the war's over. *takes off the big ring she's wearing around her neck on a chain and offers it so they can see what's written inside it*
Calix: *moves so she can see it*...*small smile*
Bee: I never believed it would happen before it did, either.
Calix: Congratulations...
Blurr: *nods in agreement, is starting to get a bit tired*
Bee: *looks at Blurr* I better let you guys get back to sleep mode, or Ratch'll kick my skid.
Blurr: I'll be alright...*quietly*
Calix: *shakes head, helps Blurr reposition himself so that he's laying down*
Bee: Yeah, if you listen to the hatchet. *soft grin as she turns and walks out* God bless.
Hormah: *watches her PINpoint away* She wasn' after mentionin' it, but she'n Jazz got a grandkid, too.
Calix: *headtilt as she sits down beside Blurr* Oh?
Hormah: Aye. But t'ey ain't after knowin' where 'e's to.
Calix: Oh...*frowns as she lays down beside Blurr*
Hormah: *gently tugs on the tarp, and then goes back to her chair in the corner* Git some rest, b'y.
Calix: *nods, waiting until Blurr goes into recharge, before doing likewise*
((Co-written with random_xtras))