Arrival

[silenceandpsych]

*Genatria sighed as she glanced around, taking in what was to be her new home. It wasn't too bad; in all honesty, the planet seemed to be quite pretty. It reminded her of some of the other organic planets she visited a long time ago. After mumbling a soft 'thank you' to Omega Supreme ("Gratitude, unnecessary."), the slight femme slowly trekked

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[fowl_play]

*Up inside one of the massive Ark exhaust ports and thrusters, Finch is sorting through her collection of odds and ends. Despite not really recharging in her hidey-hole anymore, she still keeps most of her knick-knacks up there so as not to drive Red Alert crazy with all the clutter. She pauses, hearing footsteps outside, and scoots up to the rounded edge of the port to see a femme she doesn't know walking towards the Ark entrance.*

Hey there!

[silenceandpsych]

*Gen is startled by the voice. She starts looking around to find its source, but fails to look up.*

Uhm... Hi?

[fowl_play]

*Finch jumps from the port and glides down, wings extended off her back in robot mode. She's careful to land more or less in front of the newcomer so as not to startle her half out of her spark casing. (And for Gen's sake, Finch is a primarly golden yellow and deep purple colored femme, about a head taller than your average minibot. Her kibble indicates an avian alt mode.)*

Haven't seen you around, before. Are you a new transfer from Cybertron? *Finch peers at Gen curiously, glade to see another femme, but wondering what her function is.*

((Deleted and reposted because YAH I SPELL GUD! XD ))

[silenceandpsych]

*Movement catches Gen's optics. She watches as the other femme gracefully lands, straightening up because she doesn't know yet if Finch is an officer or not. (For Finch's sake, Gen is only a couple of feet taller than Finch, and her primary coloring is a pale, minty green.) Psych, on the other hand...*

::Woah, that is one purple 'bot.::

(Hush, you!) *From the other's mannerisms, Gen figures that Finch isn't, in fact, and officer.* Uh, yeah. I've only just arrived.

[naturebot]

*Hound rolls up behind the pair of femmes. He's been out on a long patrol and as always is so filthy with mud and other debris that it's difficult to tell his color. He can't help but overhear the conversation. He transforms and approaches them.*

Ladies. *He greets them.* I need to give a report to Red. I'd be glad to escort you.

[silenceandpsych]

*Gen, not used to the surrounding environment and therefore didn't consciously hear Hound drive up, is caught completely unawares. The fact that she is nervous and tense didn't help.*

Gah! *Gen jumps forward and turns around to face the source of the unexpected voice.*

::...Smooth.::

(Eh heh heh. Oops?)

[naturebot]

*Hound steps back, hands raised in a calming gesture. He smiles his most charming, soothing smile.* Didn't mean to startle you.*He bows in a gentlemanly manner, dried mud flakes off.* I'm Hound.

[silenceandpsych]

::Woah, there's a mech underneath all that grunge?::

(Psych...) *Gen holds back a smile as she mentally laughed at her other's faked astonishment.* Genatria.

[silenceandpsych]

((Desquishify!))

*Rather than intrude on the two, Gen decides to stand back and let them talk, silently conversing with the voice in her head.* ::So, the purple one likes shiney objects.::

(The purple one has a name, ya know.) ::Since when did you bother with names?:: (Since now.) ::Fine. Finch likes shiney objects.:: (Yeah. That makes for an easy get-away if I ever need it. Just give her a mirror, and away we go.) *Psych laughs and sends Gen a mental image of her tiptoeing off while Finch is playing with a mirror. Gen suppresses a smile.*

*When Hound offered his arm, however...* (Um. Psych?) ::I... don't know. It's your call.:: *Uncertain, Gen decides to watch and see what Finch does.*

OOC to the Extreme!

[silenceandpsych]

::*gasp* Primus! Everybody but us has been frozen in time!::

Say what?

::Come, Gen. There's mischief to be had. YU-GI-OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!::

*Bright light shines as Psych assumes control.*

(This shouldn't be physically possible!)

::...Why do I still look like a femme?::

(I dunno. Because Primus hates you?)

*Psych shrugs, and then pulls out a permanent marker.* ::Enough chit-chat! It is time to wreak havoc!:: *Psych the starts doodling on Finch's and Hound's faces, giving them mustaches and glasses and goatees and other various things, all while singing the Hamster Dance song.*

(I do not know you.)

::Buahahahaha!::

((Moral of today's story? An impatient Neko is a bored Neko, and a bored Neko is no 'bot's friend. ;P))

Re: OOC to the Extreme!

[naturebot]

((OOC: Been away. BotCon and stuff. Also been waiting for Straya to respond.))

((Heh so...Hound waggles the fake eyebrows and mustache and wiggles a fake cigar at Gen, looking all the world like Groucho.))

Re: OOC to the Extreme!

[silenceandpsych]

((BotCon? I've heard about it, but it's out of my area. *le pouts* I hope you had much fun. And, from reading her journal, I think Straya is waiting until after the movie, to avoid spoilers abound online.))

((Gen is 'snrk'ing while Psych grins and hands Hound the marker to take place of the air-cigar.))

Re: OOC to the Extreme!

[naturebot]

((Takes the marker and wiggles it and then tackles Gen and starts marking up her face. Draws fake eyelashes and lips on her face.))

[naturebot]

This! *Hound leaps up and tackles Gen again, this time smearing dirt and grass on her chassis. It's a mess.*

Yep, still OOC

[silenceandpsych]

Ack! o_@ *As retaliation, Gen/Psych starts drawing flowers and hearts and clouds and other such cute things on Hound.*

Re: Yep, still OOC

[naturebot]

*Continues to laugh because he's ticklish. Hound squirms underneath the marker. Hoping to distract Gen, he projects a hologram that he hopes she'll be interested in; the cutest, Bambi-eyed, Bambiish deer. It prances around looking cute and cuddly. Through his giggles, he manages to point it out.* Look...hee hee..it's...ha ha...a...snortgiggle...deer.

Re: Yep, still OOC

[silenceandpsych]

(Aw... So cute... ^-^) ::You are such a femme.:: (What? What'd I say?) *As Gen is distracted, Gen/Psych slows down in the drawing, but still continues to make the doodles.*