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[angelin_carnate]

DATE: November 20, afternoon
CHARACTER(S): Torque and YOU!
SUMMARY: Torque is still trying to work out how to maneuver that silly horse of his.
LOCATION: Where ever along the tail the wagon train happens to be.
WARNINGS: Sporadic cursing by Torque; other warnings added as needed.
FORMAT: Brackets or Prose, I can do either.

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[beniiro_tsubasa]

Benio was on her usual perch on top of her wagon, still trying to keep a lookout for Abel just in case he decided to show his pretty white head again. Red wings fanned out to help her balance, and she giggled when she noticed the man trying to get on a horse. Her curiosity got the better of her, and she flitted over onto the closest wagon to him, smiling cutely.

"Horsie doesn't like you."

[angelin_carnate]

Torque was, at least, managing to keep steady on it, in spite of the sudden onset of bouncing as it came out of the trot and started prancing. Attention-seeking cad of a horse. He gives it a look and rolls his eyes. He looks in the direction of the movement, noticing a... girl with wings. Well. Not too strange, by his standards.

"Just a little problem." Which was, admittedly, enough to annoy him more than it might other people. But still.

[beniiro_tsubasa]

The young crow giggled again, not bothering to help him with his problem. Instead, she cooed softly at the horse, clicking her tongue to encourage it further.

[angelin_carnate]

The horse is quite happy to continue, miss! It starts turning in circles, 'hopping' its front hooves off the ground and snorting happily. "Oh fuck me, come on, man," Torque grouses, still trying to get the horse under control. Bad!

Torque's horse need giant spider robot!!!

[blackwidowblade]

Airachnid has--amazingly--gotten tired of flying, so she's moving along the ground in her spider mode, long legs skittering over the ground. Every once in a while, one must mingle with the hoi polloi.

She'll skim up behind the human and his horse as they break from the line. Now...where does he think he's going?

Nothing could possibly go wrong here!

[angelin_carnate]

Torque, at the very least, is aware that Airachnid exists. It's kind of hard to not know when several of his wagon mates are giant robots from the same universe. Either way, he is not particularly concerned.

Unfortunately for Airachnid, the horse has a lot more rear vision than its rider, and it does not know her. It whinnies sharply and takes off at a gallop, earning a startled noise from the convict. "What the-?!"

[blackwidowblade]

Unfortunately for Airachnid, what? This merely confirms to her that the human is up to something.

Pursuit by air seems called for. The worst thing you can do in front of a predator, stranger, is act like prey.

[angelin_carnate]

Torque is still trying to slow the horse down when he hears... what is that, a helicopter? That's not normal. Then again, vehicles that turn into robots isn't normal either. He glances back to the... yep, that's a something that's following him. "Oh, fuck me."

This is generally the part where he would duck into a building and head through the sewers, but this isn't Baltimore, and every machine he's seen here is a huge talking robot anyway. After a bit more work, he finally manages to pull the reins enough to get the horse to stop. "Easy, easy."

[hooked0nphonics]

Soundwave did not walk with the wagon train, Soundwave stalked it.

With questionable access to energon, he had made it his priority to conserve and seek, monitoring all feed-lines for mentions of electronics or unusual phenomenon. He had no desire to interact, except when interactions became necessary to obtain data. He had no desire to continue this charade, except that he had no choice.

He was...

Bored.

Far away from the trail he was waiting, walking along at times, allowing the unusual physics of the world to move him on its own at others. He did not question that a horse was riding toward him, nor did he question that its owner seemed distressed...he merely raised to his full, complete height, and glowered down at it as it approached.

[angelin_carnate]

Turning the horse hasn't done him much good, though whatever was keeping all of them on the trail was at least in effect for the horse too. Didn't exactly slow it, thought. Unfortunately, neither had cursing at or pleading with it. Torque is more or less just along for the ride until it decides to stop.

Which, admittedly, is a lot easier with a huge robot in the way. It slows and starts to back up until Torque manages to stop it, looking up at the robot and settling gratefully in the saddle. Hey, Soundwave. Thanks for the assist?

[hooked0nphonics]

You are welcome, adopted human.

However, the intrusion was strange. It had not taken any complex computations to come to the conclusion that most of the creatures journeying on the trail with himself were...unused...to life in the wild. The humans were not 'one' with their planet--it was quite the opposite--and he'd heard more than one complaint over the network about the deplorable conditions.

He agreed.

The lack of energy was worrisome.

Torque, however...did not appear to be under duress.

"State your business." Soundwave asked, nearly by force of habit, using one of Starscream's old recordings. The tone was gruff...but his actions weren't, as he crouched to examine the 'horse' a little closer.

[angelin_carnate]

It takes a lot for Torque to get bothered by things. These days, at least. The doctor - crazy as he was - had seen to that. He'd get the horse under control eventually, and besides it seemed like it would probably just double back somehow if it got too far ahead or to the side.

The horse whinnies as Soundwave crouches, Torque clicking his tongue lightly. Calm down you silly animal, you're around these robots all the time.

He shrugs one shoulder. "It ran away with me." It's not terrible or a tragedy, it simply is.