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[waspinator]

*Waspinator is happily trying different kinds of low-sugar cookies and storing them away in containers. For the most part he's left his current guests alone... one is still unconcious and the other doesn't seem in much of a mood to talk*

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[lavender_wings]

*shows up outside the wasp cave, holding something that looks like a carefully rolled-up scroll tied with ribbon*

Hello! I... *notices that Waspinator has a guest, who seems to be rather quiet and serious* Hey, Quint...

[terrorsaur]

*lounging around outside the cave, has been very bored lately. It's too quiet here for him most of the time, though Waspinator seems to like it* Hello, Steadfast.

[pogo_boy]

*brief glance at the CR, then heads out to talk to Steadfast* Hi.

*he's been asking questions a few times over the last couple hours about the CR, and thinking about things*

[waspinator]

*bounces out, cookie in hand* Hello! *waves*

[lavender_wings]

*stone faced - agrees with Waspinator on that one*

*looks at the readouts again, sighing*

[ballade_]

*is still out, but the readings from the CR are slowly changing. Where first he was getting knocked back into shutdown in a matter of miliseconds, now it's two seconds, then four... He's still not getting far enough to actually wake up though*

[pogo_boy]

*looks hopeful but still concerned*

[waspinator]

*looks for a safe place to put the scroll and has another cookie, still disturbed by the cause of this* Is almost as bad as what Maximals did to Waspinator. Maybe as bad, Waspinator is not sure.

[ballade_]

*puzzled/sleepy look, the cold/dizzy feeling is becoming more and more distant, fading away*

*smirks a bit* I don't even know where Merodi hid Punk's helmet after we got it off him.

*finished the e-tank, but still looks like he's starting to doze off*

[pogo_boy]

*sits down next to Ballade, smiling slightly and resigned to possibly being used as a pillow. Rubs at his face and looks puzzled for a moment before pushing any concerns of his own aside to tend to Ballade*

*quietly* If it bothers you, we can just not tell anyone for a while. There's nothing to worry about unless someone finds out what you did or if you're ordered to go back to the Castle, so this can just be a secret until then if that's what you want.

[waspinator]

*literally soaks his towel collection in fabric softener, likes the floral smell*

[lavender_wings]

*notices Ballade's sleepy look* Hey, if you want to go into recharge, just do. I can go outside in the mean time.

*gives in to the curiousity-driven urge to feel and smell a towel* Lavender?

[waspinator]

*giggles* Thanks! Waspinator likes flowers.

Waspinator is not sure if staying here is good sometimes though. Is prehistoric Earth, so could be problems later. *smiles* Waspinator is not worrying about it for now though, as long as protohumans stay far away from Waspinator's cave.

[terrorsaur]

Not sure where else we'd go, anyway. Going back to our Cybertron is out of the question.

*looks at a nearby red rosebush with a slight smirk*

[lavender_wings]

Yeah... Hey, I guess you still have enough time to decide about that. Just see to it that you're gone before 1984 - no need for you to get caught up in our war.

[waspinator]

*nods* is plenty of time. Maybe best to be gone before fleshies start making cities. Would maybe be bad if fleshies took too much notice of Waspinator and Terrorsaur.

[lavender_wings]

*is grateful that Waspinator insisted on the bones not being eaten - the thought of eating organic flesh isn't exactly appetising even without having to watch goose bones being crunched between the Predacons' mandibles*

*notices Ballade sleepily pushing the towels off himself, smiles* Hey, feeling better?

[ballade_]

*blinks a bit, grabs his helmet and puts it back on, looks puzzled* What happened?

[pogo_boy]

You fell asleep. *smiles*

And before that, um.. you sort of locked up. But you're ok now.

[lavender_wings]

*to Ballade* Right. You're a free mech now.

*to both RKNs* Are you hungry? *doesn't directly offer them a piece of the goose dinner - it's the Predacons' call if they want to share their food* Anything else you need to be comfortable?