mbv, The Ark and Various Locations in Blacksburg, Day to Day Life
Rain: *playing 'Broken Road' as she bathes Dion*
Dion: *Squeaks and wiggles, Aunty, that tickles!*
Rain: *chuckles and offers the little guy the wash cloth* You do it, then.
Dion: *Clicks and tries to nom the wash cloth instead*
Magnus: *being helpful by keeping Dion from wiggling away* Silly kid... *amused chuckle*
Rain: *very gently pulling on the cloth to see what the sparklet will do* :D
Dion: *Squeaks and clings to the cloth*
Rain: *grins and lets him keep it. Uses her hand to wash him instead*
Dion: *clickstorm!*
Rain: I think that song is about Denver. *gets the soap and sniffs it, then has a bite*
Magnus: Really? What makes you say that?
Rain: Some things she said at the party. *offers him the lovely handmade lilac soap*
Dion: *Squeaking and clicking to the washcloth and chewing on a corner of it now*
Magnus: How drunk was she when she said it? *reaching to have a taste of the soap*
Rain: Cratered. *lets him get the bite, then takes it back and rubs it on Dion*
Magnus: *Chews thoughtfully for a few moments* Well, from what I saw at the party after Megs' mirrors got trashed, she's less likely to hide stuff when she's cratered...
Dion: *Squeaking around a mouthful of washcloth, his big optics going from face to face of his caregivers*
Rain: *nods and rinses Dion off, then settles her elbows on the table to watch him* Yeah, most people are. That's why a lot of 'Cons die when they're drunk.
Magnus: So do a lot of 'Bots, from what I remember... *thoughtful look continues for a few moments longer* So what'd she say?
Rain: *surprised* Really? I thought you guys weren't into talking with your weapons.
Magnus: Inhibitions go down, some 'Bots lose control of their tempers, someone runs their vocalizer...
Rain: Huh. I hadn't even thought most 'Bots were armed back on Cybertron.
Magnus: Most of the time we only had the mods we were created with.... Then the war started, and we were forced to arm ourselves...
Rain: *soft snort* If you want to call that armed. Most of you fought like drunk turboferrets.
Magnus: *Razzes Rain*
Dion: *Squeaks, losing his washcloth in the process*
Rain: *shifts off one elbow so she can fish the cloth from the water and ring it out* You and Tracks were alright. *respect in her dark eyes as she glances at Magnus*
Magnus: Oh? *blink blink. Clearly never heard the rumors or about the reputation he gained*
Rain: Well yeah. You beat my boosters. *offers cloth back to Dion*
Dion: *Gleeee!!! Chews on the washcloth again* :3
Magnus: *blink blink* Oh yeah... I'd forgotten about that...
Rain: *clicks softly to the sparklet, then slight frown for Magnus* One of the files you lost?
Magnus: One of the ones that got scrambled, I think...
Rain: *frown deepens a bit with sympathy* That stinks.
Magnus: *Absent shrug* Hey. I've got plenty of new memories to make up for the ones I've lost.
Rain: *offers him a databurst*
Magnus: *Raised brow as he accepts the databurst*
Rain: *sent him that battle, and also her memories of other times she'd seen him fight*
Magnus: *boggling slightly once he finishes going over the battles*
Dion: *Curious chirrup, still has the washcloth in his mouth*
Rain: You were a name for us. *quirks a brow slightly*
Magnus: ... *a bit awe-struck* Wow...I just... wow...
Rain: *chuckle* I never came close to thinking you'd become part of my flock.
Magnus: ... And I never thought I'd ever be part of a flock.... *not that he's complaining, mind you*
Rain: *eyes dance slightly* Let alone Starscream's?
Magnus: *Snerks* Before or after he went 'Bot?
Dion: *Squeak! Is time to see Mama and Bubby now?*
Rain: Any time, after what you used to say to him. *clicks to Dion* What is it, wriggler?
Dion: *Squeak squeak squeak wiggle!*
Magnus: *fond chuckle as he reaches to gently smooth the sparklet's helm* I think he's wanting to see Denver and Tracks... As for your question, Rain, no... Never in my wildest dreams...
Rain: *grins at Magnus, and then gets the soft blue towel with the hood and holds it draped over her arms* Lift him out?
Magnus: *nods and carefully lifts Dion out of the tub, earning delighted squeaks and chirrups from the little mech*
Rain: *takes the little one and wraps him up, then pushes the bunny eared hood up so he can see* Hi. *grins at him*
Dion: *Squeak squeak squeak! HI, RAIN!* :D
Rain: *soft laugh, then looks at Magnus* Think they'd mind if I tucked him between them? Dunno if they'll even wake up, but.... *shrug*
Magnus: Naw... If they did wake up, they'd check there for him first, more than likely... *amused chuckle*
Rain: Okay. *attention back to Dion* Hungry?
Dion: *Squeak!*
Rain: *reaches over and gets his bottle, then shows it to him*
Dion: *dooood, bottle! Reaches for it, clicking up a storm*
Rain: *chuckles and gently pokes the spout at his mouth*
Dion: *Happy sounds as he drinks*
Rain: *smile, her usually sharply mischievous face soft and tender as she clicks gently*
Magnus: *soft chuckle as he carries the baby tub to the sink to empty it out*
Rain: *looks up* Are you alright with that? *worried that dumping that from his chair will prove difficult*
Magnus: I think I can manage. *locking his wheels before he lifts the tub up to the countertop*
Rain: Okay. *'Con training shows strongly as she returns to the sparklet without giving Magnus another thought*
Magnus: *pulling himself upright by holding onto the counter's edge, then he's leaning against it as he carefully tips the tub into the sink*
Rain: *watching the level of sweet energon in Dion's bottle as the towel wrapped sparklet drinks*
Dion: *hungry little mech!*
Rain: *chuckles and turns to walk around the island counter that separates the big kitchen area from the spacious living area*
Magnus: *Following shortly thereafter, looking pleased with himself*
Dion: *happy sounds continue as he makes quick work of the bottle*
Raoul: *curled on the sofa with his laptop on his knees as he uses two hours of his Sunday afternoon for playing the game he's betaing for Sean*
Simon: *laying on the floor in front of the couch, his expression intent as he plays 'Happy Forest'*
Sarah: *sitting nearby, is dressing one of her dolls with some of the clothes that were in a box that Uncle Patrick gave her earlier*
Will: *playing his game and using Beau's back as a support as the blond teen finishes up his homework*
Rain: What're you guys doing?
Simon: *looks up* Giving muffins to friends. *grins* Me Simon got eight hundred.
Rain: ...That's a lot of muffins.
Simon: *nods* Me Simon have a lot of friends. Them happy. *turns his attention back to his computer*
Raoul: *speaks without taking his attention from the screen* 'N I'm hunting. I think I know where the thing is though. The tracks 'n stuff all point that way.
Will: Buildin' more stuff f'r my island....
Beau: *doesn't look up from his laptop* Finishin' th't book report f'r Mrs. Phillips' class...
Sarah: Me Sarah am making her Lulu look pretty! :)
Rain: *slightly surprised* You're not playing, Beau?
Raoul: He don't really got a game.
Beau: Th't, 'n Ah wanna git all'a mah 'omework done earleh.
Rain: Ohhh. *frown at Raoul* Where's your homework?
Raoul: I done it. *frowns slightly at his game, but then brightens as finding another clue gives him more XP*
Beau: Raoul's classes 're all onlahn... *type type type*
Will: *nodnod, clicks to Dion when the little mech starts squeaking again*
Rain: Oh. *looks down at Dion and checks his bottle*
Dion: *has finished off the energon that was in the bottle, can see his friends and is talking to them! Happy squeaks!*
Magnus: *Amused chuckles* I think he's okay, Rain...
Rain: *grins and offers Magnus the bottle* You see your brothers and sister, Wiggle?
Dion: *Squeaks and clicks, waving his arms a bit*
Raoul: *grins and clicks without looking up*
Simon: *also clicks, though he looks up*
Magnus: *puts the empty bottle in the storage net under his chair*
Sarah: *big grin as she looks at Dion* Him Dion wiggle wiggle! *giggles*
Dion: *Squeak squeak squeak!* :D
Rain: Yup. He'll be crawling around soon, too. *gently pats the mechlet's back through the towel, causing his hood to fall over his optics again*
Dion: *Squeak of protest! He can't see his friends!*
Beau: Guess th't means we'll 'afta keep close t' 'im t' make sure 'e don' crawl off... *chuckles*
Rain: *fixing the hood* *glances at Magnus* Do ground pounder sparklets climb?
Magnus: *Sheepish grin* If there's anything interesting or shiny out of reach, yes....
Rain: *chuckles and turns back to Beau* Crawl, nothing.
Raoul: *grinning*
Beau: *snerk* Well, 't ain't lahk Sis ain't useta gittin' a li'l 'un down fr'm hahgh places... Soon 's Ah c'ld crawl 'n toddle 'bout, Ah w's gittin' int' all kahnds'a places...
Rain: *grins* So human sparklets are normal.
Beau: *Snerks and continues to work on his homework*
Will: *razzes Rain*
Raoul: *to little brother. Gently* Hey. Be respectin'.
Will: *looks up from his game to give Raoul a raised brow look*
Beau: *Snickers*
Raoul: *intent on tracking*
Rain: *just chuckles and turns toward the hall* I'm going to put Dion to bed.
Sarah: Him Dion need nap?
Rain: Probably. But he just wants to cuddle his mom.
Raoul: *slight expression of concern as he thinks of his parents*
Dion: *Squeak! Mama? Where?*
Magnus: Knowing Denver the way I do... I think that if she woke up and Dion wasn't nearby, she'd be worried about him...
Raoul: To put it mildly. There'd be slag ta pay.
Rain: *grins. That's how mothers are supposed to be. Heads down the hall to the end, where the master bedroom is*
Dion: *Squeaks and clicks rapidly. He knows where Rain's heading!* :D
Rain: *slips through the partly open door and walks over to the massive platform bed, then climbs onto it to knee walk over and tuck the sparklet between his mother and his older brother*
Tracks: *moves slightly, though only to snuggle any family in reach*
Denver: *snuggles Dion and Tracks, looking serene and entirely at peace*
Rain: *grins and pulls the blankets up around them, then turns and rolls off the king size bed and onto her feet. Has to pause then and poke the 11 inch memory foam mattress*
Dion: *Clicking as he snuggles Bubby and Mama*
Rain: *poke poke poke. Watching the sparklet to make sure he's going to be alright there*
Dion: *clicking continues as he settles down for a nap, and even after he's fallen asleep*
Rain: *grins and heads back out*
Raoul: *face in an intent frown as his character and the character's big pet battle the ferocious, poisonous beast they've tracked*
Sarah: *cuddling Lulu, and watching Simon play his game*
Simon: *arm around little sister as he plays*
Rain: *checks for Magnus as she wanders back to the kitchen to look in the fridge and cupboards*
Magnus: *laying on his back on the floor, and having a bit of a siesta*
Rain: *finds a big thing of ceviche in the cupboard. Dumps it in a bowl and adds crackers and prepackaged salad veggies, then tells the kids supper's ready before she grabs crackers and goes to sit by Magnus and watch him*
Meanwhile, over at Pandita's apartment...
Frank and Candid: *on the futon couch with their pups. Ignoring the world*
Pandita: *Gleeing as he opens a box that arrived earlier*
Wanda: *coming in with a tray that holds meatloaf, veggies, and energon cake* Wow, Missy really made good stuff tonight. *pause. Look up. Oooooo, box!* What's that? *hurries across the hardwood floor of their high ceilinged living room to examine what her husband's got*
Pandita: The bed I ordered for us arrived. ^.^
Wanda: Sweeeet! *sets the tray on the Japanese style coffee table and then promptly forgets it exists as she scoots over and plops down on her butt to watch the deboxing* So now we can finish the marrying stuff and everything.
Pandita: *nods* I just hope Skylar doesn't decide to sharpie tag us while we sleep....
Wanda: 0.o He'd do that?
Pandita: He might...
Wanda: .... *looks at the door, figuring booby traps*
Pandita: If he does, I'll send Rachel after him... *Getting the bed out of the box now, and the chains as well* We'll need to make sure the chains on this are securely anchored...
Wanda: *looks back* You checked the big hooks we put in a lot of times.
Pandita: *nods* I just want to make absolutely sure we're not going to come crashing down in the middle of the night...
Wanda: Okay. *takes a chain and looks at the ends of it, then scans it link by link*
Pandita: *Does likewise as he also reaches for some of the food on the tray*
Wanda: *has forgotten about the food, like she often does if it's not right in front of her. She still doesn't automatically register the scents of organic foods as fuel*
Pandita: *will offer Wanda some of the energon loaf while he scans the chain he's got*
Wanda: *blink blink* Oh right. Thanks! *grins at him and takes the fuel, then picks up a second chain and frowns slightly as she munches and scans it*
Pandita: *soft chuckle, finishes examining the chain in his hands before he reaches for the remaining chain*
Wanda: *has that chain, and is nodding as she looks at the last link* I don't see any flaws.
Pandita: Nor do I... *grins* Let's get everything set up.
Wanda: Should we finish the food before it gets cold? *Looks at the meatloaf*
Pandita: Ah... Yeah...
Wanda: *offers him a plate* Is this finger food? Or do I need one of those thingers?
Pandita: A fork? *nods*
Wanda: Okay. We've got those, right? *getting up to walk over to the old fashioned sideboard and look in a drawer*
Pandita: Yes, they should be in the second drawer...
Wanda: *pulls out two little red plastic things with a fork at one end and a spoon at the other* These?
Pandita: Those'll work. ^_^
Wanda: *grins and brings them over, then settles on the floor again*
Pandita: *Balancing his plate on his lap and reading the pamphlet that came with the bed*
Wanda: *eating and having her usual love/hate relationship with mustard* Should I get the beans we bought?
Pandita: That'd probably be a good idea...
Wanda: ...After I'm done this? We're gonna need more cookies for while we're figuring things out, too. *looks around, then snerks and wipes mustard off the leg of her grubby jeans*
Pandita: *nods and works on eating his supper*
Wanda: *eat eat eat like she's got a hollow leg. Then she looks up and grins and waves a bit of cauliflower in front of her husband's mouth*
Pandita: *chuckles and leans slightly to nom the caulifower*
Wanda: *grin grows as she leans herself to kiss him on the cheek* Still can't believe I'm on a planet, and hitched.
Pandita: *Fond chuckle as he moves to put an arm around her shoulders* In all fairness, I never thought I'd be on a planet and hitched either... But I'm glad I am, and even more glad that it's to you. *snuggle*
Wanda: *sets her plate aside on the floor so that she can put both arms around him* *quietly* And now we have a bed we'll both fit on. So we can snuggle.
Pandita: *pleased sound as he nods and gently nuzzles her cheek* Yeah...
Wanda: *rubbing her cheek on his chest, her eyes closed with contentment*
Frank: *yip! Aren't you guys forgetting something here?*
Pandita: *Startles and gives Frank a wide-eyed look*
Frank: *sits up and looks at him with tilted head. He heard you say 'bed', boss! Bed isn't fixed! Bossy little fox is bossy, always*
Pandita: *blink blink, then he's chuckling softly*
Wanda: *peering at her pet* He thinks we forgot something. I know that look.
Pandita: We should get the new bed set up...
Wanda: Oh! We were forgetting. *chuckle*
Pandita: *moves to clear everything else out of the way so he can transform carefully*
Wanda: *unrolling the cloth part of the bed to have a look at it* Nice.
Skyfire: *Ducking and looking a bit comical as he does* If you'd hand me the chains, I'll get them hooked up to the anchors...
Wanda: *head tilt just like Frank's* You can't fit through the bedroom door in that mode.
Skyfire: ... Oh yeah... *facepalms and returns to alt-mode*
Wanda: *stoops and picks up the ends of two of the chains and offers them to him, grinning slightly*
Pandita: Thanks... *moves to head into the bedroom*
Wanda: *picks up the other two chains and wraps them around herself, over one shoulder and around the opposite hip. This done, she stoops and picks up the empty bed and follows Pandita*
Pandita: *Setting the chains he's got down long enough to carefully transform again*
Wanda: *booting the big bags of plastic beans out of the way, then stoops to examine a mark left on the floor from the old loft bed that Pandita had slept in before he went to the NEST temporary base* Huh. A dent.
Skyfire: Huh? *looks* Hrm... Well, we won't have to worry about that once we get this bed set up...
Wanda: The whichacallit... landlord. Won't be mad? *remembers hearing one of their young neighbors moaning that the landlord would be angry after said young neighbor fell through a closed window*
Skyfire: This is easily repairable damage that either you or I can repair, and it was not caused by a lack of using one's processor.
Wanda: Oh. Okay. *drops the chains on the floor*
Skyfire: *making quick work of hanging the chains* Now all we need to do is fill the bed's interior with the beans, and connect it to the chains. *Transforms back to alt-mode*
Wanda: *offers him the bed* Right, I'll grab the beans.
Pandita: *parks his butt on the floor and soon has the part of the bed that the beans go into opened*
Wanda: *brings over the bags of tiny pellets, drops all but one, and then succeeds in emptying that into the bed. Gives herself an absent thumbs up and repeats the maneuver with the others*
Pandita: *helping with emptying the bags of pellets into the bed*
Wanda: *dumps in the last one and then looks around* That's all of 'em.
Pandita: *nods* Now we just need to close this up... *Zips the zipper*
Wanda: *chuckles at that, and then walks over to grab a chain and bring him the free end*
Pandita: *hanging the bed, and moving on to the next corner*
Wanda: *goes and grabs the end of the next chain, then pinches herself but good with the clasp. Says a Word*
Pandita: *over to check her hand, concerned*
Wanda: *finger shows a bit of a blister, but the skin's unbroken. Gives him a sheepish grin*
Pandita: *Will still fuss over you a bit, Wanda*
Wanda: I'm okay. It'll repair. *closes her fingers around his, her eyes twinkling up at him*
Pandita: *gently squeezes her hand, nodding* Yeah... Let's finish getting this taken care of so we can enjoy the new bed...
Wanda: ^_^ Snuggle junky.
Pandita: Darn right.
Wanda: *laughs and lets go his hand to offer him the biting clasp* Should we call a doc and let them know?
Pandita: That's probably a good idea... And we'd better let Skylar and Missy know as well, so Candid, Frank, and the pups have plenty of energon while we're out...
Wanda: And that will keep Buddy from tagging us? *mouth twitching at one corner*
Pandita: Hopefully.
Wanda: Okay. But I can't remember where we put the phone.
Pandita: *tips his head slightly, pinging Rachel's comm*
Wanda: *facepalming at herself cheerfully as she hears the call go through*
Ravage: *answers* //Unit Rachel unavailable. Unit Ravage takes a message?//
Pandita: //Would you let her know that Wanda and I are going to be unavailable for the next week or so, Ravage?//
Ravage: //*chuckle*//
Pandita: //Yes, I know. About time, correct?// *Sounds amused*
Ravage: //Unit Ravage wishes a deep bond.//
Pandita: //Thank you, Ravage. Pandita out.// *closes the comm line*
Wanda: Haven't heard her say that much before. I think.
Pandita: Neither have I... *sends a message to Skylar, asking he and Melissa to check on the turbofoxes every day please and thank you*
Wanda: *listening for Skylar's reply*
Skylar: *sends an acknowledgement*
Wanda: *grins and goes to get the blanket she bought the other day, a light, soft green fake fur throw*
Pandita: *grins, fastens the last chain and moves to carefully climb into the beanbag/hammock*
Wanda: *offers him the blanket, still in its zippered plastic bag*
Pandita: *Gets the blanket out and unfolds it, before reaching to tug Wanda closer*
Wanda: Let me take my shoes and thinger off. *tugs on her hoodie to show him what she means*
Pandita: *Chuckles* Alright...
Wanda: *sits on floor and pulls off mocCrocs, then shucks hoodie and gets up, skids out on hardwood floor in her socks, and goes to climb onto the beanock*
Pandita: *pulls her close and covers her with the blanket as well* :3
Wanda: *cuddles close after making sure the plate of energon cookies is within reach* Okay. I remember how to do this....
In one of the private recovery rooms of the Ark medbay...
Quickstrike: *shifts position slightly*
Nightwish: *startles in her hospital bed and opens wide optics to look toward him, her surprise and confusion coming very faintly through their bond*
Quickstrike: *absent murmur as he shifts position again*
Nightwish: *frowns and shivers as she looks around the strange room and recognizes nothing. Absently tries to sit up, but fails due to weakness and dizziness that gets shared*
Quickstrike: *squirms and makes a sound of discomfort*
Wayne: *awake at that, gets up and checks his brother over*
Nightwish: *sees Wayne and sucks in air, her brow ridges drawing together in a frightened frown*
Wayne: *slight frown, then he's glancing over at Nightwish* ... *Blink blink* Huh. You're awake.
Nightwish: *trembling and frowning as she tries to figure out those sounds*
Wayne: *more frown, clicks quietly, trying his best to not frighten Nightwish too badly, since that makes Quickstrike uncomfortable, and the slagger tends to share his feelings over the twin bond*
Nightwish: *shaking is growing slightly, and then a small, fearful sound comes from her as she once more tries to sit up and winds up dizzy*
Quickstrike: *More sounds of discomfort*
Wayne: *acks* [Hey! Take it easy. I'm not gonna hurt you or anything... That'd hurt my brother...]
Nightwish: *more sounds! Why?*
Wayne: *trying to be soothing, gets a cinnaseeker out of subspace and offers it to her* [Easy... See? This is fuel....]
Nightwish: *freezes, her optics going even wider as she notices a smell for the first time in her remembered life. Stares at the thing that smells*
Wayne: *breaks off a piece of the cookie and gently pokes it at her mouth*
Nightwish: *tries instinctively to hide from it, feeling afraid*
Wayne: *Clicks quietly and has a bite from the rest of the cookie, before trying again to poke it at her mouth*
Nightwish: *huddled and hiding, but tastes the flavor this time. Optics are now enormous*
Wayne: *encouraging clicks around the bite of cookie he has in his mouth as he continues to offer Nightwish the piece of cookie*
Nightwish: *taste taste taste....*
Wayne: *chewing up his bite of cookie to try and show Nightwish how to eat it*
Nightwish: *so focused on the flavor that she doesn't even see what he's doing*
Wayne: *Clicks and tries again to get her to eat*
Nightwish: *is trying to figure this out while unable to access most of the basic programming that Rachel put into her new shell. Wants more of this flavor, but can't work out how to get more than she's getting from it*
Wayne: *gently touches her hand to try and get her attention*
Nightwish: *another start and those wide blue optics are staring at him like a deer's eyes in headlights*
Wayne: *takes another bite of the cookie after making sure her attention is on him, slowly chews so she can see what he's doing*
Nightwish: *clearly doesn't get it*
Wayne: *Will poke another piece of cookie at her mouth and help her chew it if he needs to*
Nightwish: *tries to move away from the helping hand. It scares her*
Russell: *coming to see what's got Nightwish's alarms going off*
Nightwish: *giving Wayne the scared look*
Wayne: *More clicks, is trying to help you, Nightwish*
Russell: *small frown* Wayne, she needs liquid fuel, or if you're going to be giving her cookies, grind them into powder first.
Nightwish: *optics go to the other voice and she's trying to hide again*
Wayne: *Stinkeyes Russell, but then he's nodding and crumbling the cookie piece into powder and trying to offer that to Nightwish, clicking quietly all the while*
Nightwish: *distracted by the other person, but then she gets another taste of that smell... and the taste is in her mouth! Blinking as she eats the cookie powder*
Wayne: *Soothing murmurs in Cybertronian as Russell nods and heads back out into the main med ward*
Nightwish: *licking her lip plates, but then yawning and blinking hazily as her systems register that they have something good to process and reroute energy*
Wayne: *still murmuring soothingly and reaching to pull the blanket covering her lower half up a bit more before gently tucking it around her*
Nightwish: *quiet sound and looks toward Quickstrike, then shutters her optics and sleeps*
Wayne: *small frown, goes back to the chair he was sitting in earlier*
Back in town
Police chief: And it doesn't look very good when our best detective's girlfriend get brought in for pole dancing in a gas station parking lot. *gives Javan a stern look*
Javan: *apologetic and abashed*
Police chief: Thankfully nobody wants to press charges. But this is going to be in the papers.
Javan: Understood, sir...
Petra: *Frowning a bit as she waits to be addressed*
Police chief: *nods, and then looks over at the petite Asian woman* What is it, Petra?
Petra: *blinks a bit, realizing she was spacing off* It's nothing, sir...
Police chief: You sat there with your want to talk face for fifteen minutes for 'nothing'?
Petra: I'm sure I'll remember what it was I was wanting to talk to you about soon, sir.
Police chief: *frowns and looks back and forth between them* Are you sure you two are ready to be back at work?
Petra: I'm certain, sir.
Javan: *quietly* Hard t' say, sir...
Police chief: *quietly* If you need more time, let me know, alright? *glances toward the door as the sound of laughter filters through* Sounds like Alice's ferrets are a hit.
Petra: *nods* We will, sir... *small smile comes to her face as she hears the laughter* I hope they're behaving...
Police chief: ...Can those things behave? *looks at Javan* Go get your lady friend.
Javan: Yessir... *Gets up and heads out to do so*
Petra: Rewind's capable of it... I'm not sure about Rumble and Frenzy though...
Police chief: *as Javan goes out* Cute names.
Rumble and Frenzy: *zip past in the hall, right between Javan's feet. Fur is poofed and they're pipping up a storm*
Javan: *has to do a quick two-step to avoid the twin ferrets*
Petra: That's what their previous owner named them... Alice didn't have the heart to change their names...
Rewind: *Chasechasechase, fur poofed, happy pips!*
Rumble and Frenzy: *turn around and come flying back! Skiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiidddddddddddd on the waxed floor! GLEEEEE*
guys in the main room: *laugh again!*
Police chief: *getting up to look out his door to see what's going on*
Rewind: *Pounces on Rumble, proceeds to wash his ears*
Petra: *Getting up as well, unsure about what to expect*
Rumble: *kissy kissy girl!* ^_^
Rewind: *licklickcleaningearskthx*
Frenzy: *runnies away!*
Rumble: *whoawaitmustfollow!* *zooom pip pip pip skiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid*
Police chief: *laughs with everyone else*
Rewind: *pips and gives chase, nearly bowling Frenzy over in the process!*
Petra: *Snerks*
Javan: ... *snorts and heads to go get Irene*
Irene: *sitting in a room with a table, two chairs, and a plate of donuts. Is gazing into space with a serious expression*
Javan: *Clicks quietly as he enters the room*
Irene: *looks up, her expression mildly quizzical*
Javan: *small smile* C'mon... Le's go see what the boss's gotta say....
Irene: *quietly* The big blond guy asked why I had your last name.
Javan: 'E did? What'd you say?
Irene: I said we got the legal stuff done ahead of time. *lifts her brows slightly* I hadn't realized you'd given me your name.
Javan: *Hey Irene, even black guys can blush!* Er...
Irene: *mouth twitches slightly* So when's the wedding?
Javan: *quietly* How 'bout when we get home? *gives her his best puppy-dog look*
Irene: *stands up slowly* Is this place inappropriate for gestures of affection?
Javan: We c'n cuddle a little bit... but no kissin' till we get home, okay?
Irene: I doubt a quick peck would activate the protocol. *steps over and delivers said peck, then sets her head on his shoulder*
Javan: *moves to put his arms around her waist and hold her close*
Irene: *inhales the scent of his cologne and gently strokes his hair* Have you arranged for leave?
Javan: Not yet... Gotta talk to the boss first... *quiet chuckle*
Irene: *grins a bit without lifting her head, but then frowns* Will it be acceptable? You just returned after several months' absence.
Javan: Boss said if Petra or I needed more time, t' jes' let him know...
Irene: Ah. That's good then. *lifts her head to kiss him on the cheek, and then steps back*
Javan: *small smile that shows in his eyes* So le's go talk to the boss then...
Irene: *laces her fingers through his* Lead the way.
Javan: *nods and moves to lead Irene out of the room and to where he last saw the police chief*
Back at the Ark
Dirk: *moves to sit up slowly* Urgh... Did anyone get the number of that truck?
Misty: *grumbles as he moves away from her* I'm not a truck.
Dirk: *blink blink* *happy sound as he moves to snuggle Misty a bit more, now that he remembers that she won't try and clobber him*
Misty: *arms around him and nuzzles* Hmmmm. You're nice and warm.
Dirk: *More happy sounds as he cuddles* So're you.
Misty: What'd you call me a truck for?
Dirk: Felt like I got ran over by a truck...
Misty: Kinda feels like the time Megatron punched me. *rubs his back to see if that rumbly business still works when he's in this form*
Dirk: *Low growl at the idea of Megatron hitting her, and yes, it's quite rumbly*
Misty: *small sound of delight and sticks her head on his chest*
Dirk: *holds her close, still growling a bit at the thought of Megatron hitting her in any way*
Misty: That's a pretty sound. *snuggle*
Dirk: *Growl growl,waithwhut?* Huh?
Misty: I like that sound. It's nearly as nice as when your engines rumble.
Dirk: *blink blink* Huh... *Snuggles and tries to rumble, succeeds!*
Misty: ^_^ Niiice. *then snerks as his tank makes a different kind of rumble*
Dirk: *Sheepish expression, moves to try and get off whatevertheheckitis that he and Misty are laying on, processor clearly on getting fuel for her*
Misty: *sitting up slowly, and then noticing the berth's squishy* :o
Russell: *comes bearing energon cakes!*
Dirk: *slight start, didn't realize that there would be anyone else nearby*
Misty: *peeks over at the medic, then perks slightly* You're that 'Bot medic that throws wrenches.
Russell: ... So my reputation precedes me. *trying to hide his amusement*
Misty: I saw you do it when Dirk first proposed.
Russell: *as Dirk scowls at him* Only because it was five days before the mirror mission, and we needed every available flier. *all but shoves one of the energon cakes into Dirk's mouth when the other man goes to say something. Then he's offering the remaining cake to Misty* Here. Melissa made these.
Misty: *takes it and scans it, then sniffs it* Melissa? What's this smell?
Russell: Melissa is the human name of Starscream's mate. She used lavender oil in the batch this time.
Misty: *peeks at her mate to see if he knows what to do with the solid fuel*
Dirk: *Happily chomping away* *Yeeey, can has cookie*
Misty: *brows up, then bites and gasps*
Russell: You should try some of the other things she makes... *chuckles and heads out of the room after scanning the couple and verifying that they're alright*
Misty: Wait! *looks up*
Russell: *pokes his head back into the room* Yes?
Misty: This isn't where we went to sleep.
Russell: You were brought to the Ark's med ward to make sure you two would be alright. There are spare quarters in another part of the base. Talk to Brandon about getting a keycard. He'll tell you which quarters are available.
Misty: *blink blink* *looks at mate* The Ark's underground... right?
Dirk: ... *swallows what he was chewing, nods*
Russell: *Nods* Yes, but we do have a lift to the main level of the barn that you can use to get outside.
Misty: *very quietly, so only Dirk can hear, lest she be in trouble for arguing with an officer* I don't want to live in a hole.
Dirk: *Just as quietly, in Seeker* [Maybe we should ask Starscream for help...] *Not that that idea is any more appealing*
Misty: *shivers* [He's our CO now, isn't he?]
Dirk: *small nod, doesn't look thrilled about that*
Misty: *wibble* [What're we going to do?]
Dirk: *moves to snuggle her* [Isn't Lady Nightbird here on this planet too? Maybe we can ask her for help?]
Misty: [Right!] *brightens and has another bite of her cake, then glances toward the door*
Russell: *Has ducked out to check on his own mate, leaving an empty doorway*
Misty: *relieved. Turns back to her mate. And then yawns*
Dirk: *fusses over her a bit, feeling protective, and a bit worried about things going on*
Misty: *finishing her fuel and then winces* [I'm too tired to do anything right now. And I feel like I have extra parts.]
Dirk: *snuggles* [Let's get some more rest then...] *Yawns and blinks a bit*
Misty: [Mmmkay.] *trusts him. Snuggles against the warmth and drifts back into sleep mode*
In town
Rachel: *grinning as she comes into the living room with a box she just got in the mail*
Sora: *looks up from the book she was reading*
Ridgeback: *playing with Sandra*
Sandra: *Gonna try clobbering you if you're not watching, Ridgeback!*
Rachel: *plops down on the floor and kicks off her shoes* Steeljaw! Kitty kitty?
Steeljaw: Mrrrrpt.... *stretches and jumps down from the top of the fridge*
Greg: *grumbles without looking away from his 'Land Before Time' video* Why him Steeljaw gets present?
Rachel: Because he can't wear shoes like those spiffy things I got you. *grins at the back of her grumpy boy's head*
Greg: ...Oh. *watch watch video* Me Greg like green crocagator shoes.
Ravage: *skittering around her mate and bouncing*
Steeljaw: Mrrrrp? *headbutts Rachel when he sits down next to her* //Whatcha got there, boss?//
Rachel: *cuts the tape on the box, grinning at Steeljaw and Ravage, and at Ridgeback as he comes to rest on one knee at her other side* Just let me get it out, and you'll see.
Ravage: //Bubble wrap!//
Rachel: Mine.
Ravage: *sad kitty*
Steeljaw: *loves upon Ravage*
Sora: Not if Merlin gets ahold of it.... *chuckles*
Rachel: He won't. *pulls out a little dog T-shirt and holds it up so that the design can be seen. It is one of those stick on name tags, and it says, 'Hello, my name is TROUBLE'*
Steeljaw: *Snerk*
Ridgeback: *chuckling*
Sora: *blink blink* ... That suits Steeljaw.
Rachel: Of course it does. *grins as she slips the shirt over the big cat's head and guides his paws through the leg holes*
Ravage: *watching this with big eyes*
Steeljaw: *thunderpurr!!!* //Too bad I don't have anywhere fun to wear this at, boss! Javan hasn't set a date for his next cook-out...//
Rachel: *chuckle* He's going to be too busy for awhile to think of anything like that. *takes out a big, long flat toy that looks like a floppy green crocodile* Here, this is for you and Ravage. *holds it out to him*
Steeljaw: Mrrrrowwww? *headtilt as he moves to grab it in his teeth* //What's this?//
Rachel: *as the toy squeaks loudly* They called it a squeaker mat long body gator. I figured 31 inches would be long enough for you and Ravage to lay on it if you wanted to.
Ravage: 0.o *the toy has a voice?* *sniffsniff*
Steeljaw: *Lets go of the toy and baps at it curiously*
Sandra: *attention on the squeaky toy* Squeak!
Rachel: Yup, sweetheart. It squeaks. Do you like that?
Sandra: *Scooting over to have a look at the crocodile* Why it squeak? *mystified by this*
Rachel: Because it's got sixteen squeakers sewn into it. *grinning at her current youngest*
Ravage: *pounces on the squeaky gator's butt, and then takes a flying leap away as it squeaks*
Steeljaw: //...// *bapbapbaps and listens to the squeaks. Pleased kitty chuckle that increases when he sees the fascinated look on Sandra's face*
Sora: *Amused* Well, at least it will keep Sandra entertained for awhile....
Ridgeback: *chuckles again, then looks in the box* Hey, there's something else in here.
Rachel: Mmmhmm. It's for Bubba. *grins at Sora*
Ridgeback: *takes the orange frog out of the packaging and looks around for the happy go lucky drone*
Bubba: *Heard his name earlier, has come beetling into the room to see who is looking for him* *Cheery beep that earns an almost unnoticable flinch from Sora*
Ridgeback: *holds up the toy* Look, buddy. Grandma got you a frog.
Bubba: *Beetles over to Ridgeback, trips halfway there, and ends up rolling the rest of the way* ^^
Ridgeback: *laughs and catches him, then settles down to sit on the floor so that he can hold Bubba in his lap as he offers him the frog*
Bubba: *Doooood, toy! FROG TOY.* *will now cuddle frog toy happily*
Ridgeback: Does it squeak? *tries it* *frog squeaks, though not as loudly as the gator is over where it's been dragged to a corner* Well, would you look at that?
Bubba: *Beeps happily, talking back to the frog*
Sora: *doing her best not to flinch*
Rachel: *looks up and gives Sora a reassuring and encouraging look* Is it like your frog in the book, Bubba?
Bubba: *oh! Mama's talking to him! Nod nod* ^^
Ridgeback: Frog in a book? What book's this?
Speckles and Spot: *peering through the bars of their hamster cage on the coffee table to see what all those funny noises are*
Sora: *hiding how uneasy she still feels* Bubba has a nature book that Merlin gave him for Christmas, and it has frogs in it.
Rachel: Hey, Bubba, buddy. Will you take Ridgeback and show him your book?
Rideback: That sounds interesting. *lit right up when his mother said 'nature'*
Bubba: *nodnod, beetles towards the spot he keeps his treasures in*
Ridgeback: *will get up and follow, his eyes bright with curiosity*
Rachel: *watches them go, then glances over toward the cats and Sandra* When I bought the gator I didn't realize there was a hit out for him. *figures the way it got dragged to a corner and beaten up looks like it didn't pay back money to the Godfather*
Ravage: *just pounces on the toy again*
Steeljaw: *snorts and baps at the toy again*
Sandra: *Watching the cats play*
Sora: *soft snerk*
Rachel: He's gonna get iced, isn't he?
Sora: *nods, snickering*
Rachel: *shakes head with a smirk, then gets up and walks over to flop into the recliner chair* Well I'm having a nap. *knows she just said a magic word. Is kinda curious if the execution will be put on hold*
Steeljaw: *ears perk* Mrrrrpt...
Rachel: *pulls the afghan off the back of the chair, then presses the button to recline it before hitting the other buttons on the remote that will heat the chair and turn on the massage. This done, she covers herself with the blanket and snuggles down with a contented sigh*
Steeljaw: *Leaves the gator alone for now, will jump up to join Rachel in the recliner*
Ravage: *right at his heels. The chair is warm, and it purrs, and there are snuggles in it*
Sandra: *moves to join Mama on the chair*
Rachel: *opens up the blanket and moves a bit so that Sandra can get in beside her. Chuckles as Ravage darts under the blankets and starts up her bitty song*
Sandra: *Snuggles Mama and razzes Ravage*
Sora: *chuckles softly and moves to sit down on the couch so she can resume reading her book*
Greg: *glances over at the snuggle pile, then snorts and turns back to his movie*
Rachel: *very soft whistle, wondering if Moofy, Fred, and Lyra are interested in snuggling. Knows that Fluffy will be too busy guarding the robot dog that Jack finally started to work on the night before*
Lyra: *Deedles softly as Moofy skitters in ahead of her*
Fred: *right at their heels, his ever present pencil in his hand as he pauses to see what's going on and then quickens his step with a very soft beep so as to try and not scare Sora*
Rachel: *opening the other side of the blanket for them as she grins*
Moofy: *scrabble scrabble scrabble, happy deedle as he makes it up onto the recliner and dives under the blanket*
Fred: *right behind him and soon making another soft beep as he curls up in the warm corner by Mama's hip*
Lyra: *climbs up and settles on top of the blanket*
Rachel: *grins at her little girl as she tucks the blanket in again* What is it, sweetheart?
Lyra: *plays a lullaby*
Sandra: *soft murmur, is already close to being asleep*
Rachel: *grins and closes her eyes, feeling utterly content. Especially when she thinks of what she laid out for Jack to put on this morning*
Virginia Tech. History department
student: ...Camo Crocs and a kilt?
student 2: A kilt with tool pockets. 0.o
student 3 and student 4: *brb laughing*
Jack: *Either oblivious to this, or doesn't really care, as he's got a cheery grin on his face that hasn't gone away at all today* *Going on about the historical signifigance of cults and various practices of certain cults*
student: ...And those are wool ski socks.
Merlin: *Knocking on the door to the classroom* Pardon the intrusion, Professor Ruteger, but might I borrow some chalk? My classroom was not as well-stocked.... *Trails off as he sights Jack's utilikilt* ...
students: *all look up at the pause, curious to see what Professor Percia is going to do*
Jack: Sure thing, Merlin. *grabbing one of the extra boxes of chalk off of the tray and bringing it over to his friend*
Merlin: *small nod, a slightly wistful look on his face now* Thank you, Professor Ruteger.
Sean: *looks up from his book* Is something wrong, Uncle Merlin?
Merlin: *small headshake, intends to corner Jack later to glean information on that most interesting garment* No, no... Everything is quite alright. *gives Jack a small nod, before heading back to his own classroom*
Sean: *unsure of that, but glances up at the clock*
student 6: What? I want one. I'm going to buy it and wear it.
student 3: Dork. Dork dork dork.
Once more to the Ark
Raoul: *sound asleep on the couch with one arm around his laptop. Pwnt by sleeping uncle vibes! Or maybe a really big lunch and the physiology of a growing boy*
Beau: *working on his homework again, though he is looking close to nodding off as well*
Will: *using Simon's back as a pillow, and cuddling Sarah as she naps*
Simon: *face buried in the rug. It will take an artillery barrage to wake him*
Sarah: *snuggaWillandSimon*
Magnus: *soft clicks as he sleeps*
Goldie: *wide awake and scooting around her elaborate cage over on the corner table*
Rain: *looks toward the soft sounds the active little pet makes and smiles to see tiny bright eyes peeking back at her from the high tower on the cage. Then she turns back to Magnus and resumes studying him for a moment more before she scoots over and lays her head on his back* *grinning with satisfaction, she too settles down to engage in the afternoon nap*
((co-written with random_xtras))