Beyond Humanity

His rumbling turning into an outright purr, Ironhide deactivates his optics and basks in the attention Karmela is giving him. He returns the kiss with a gentle approximation of his own, simply returned pressure - sadly the size difference doesn’t make actually kissing her very possible. But he doesn’t mind; he loves it as it is, and when need be he can get creative.

For now, though–

“I’ve missed you,” he says, exventing the words softly and warmly over Karmela’s face.

Her fingertips seem to tingle at the feel of his field seeping into her. Tactile sensitivity is a blessing and a curse, some days. With him, she can be this close and not feel overwhelmed by all the energy dancing over her skin - it’s that little purr that draws a silly, dopey smile to spread across her lips.

Adorable mech. Smitten with him.   She will vehemently deny it in front of anyone. Especially Lennox.

Some delighted rumbling from the weaponsmith as he manages to get down to her height. He is all Karmela’s.

Yes, this one is all hers indeed. A gentle touch to each side of his face plates, then nuzzles him softly before stealing the lightest of kisses from those lip plates.

Raises his new, full container of strong highgrade with a faint snicker and flash of sharp denta “Cheers

She will raise her glass of bourbon and tilt it towards the mech.

“All /you/ have to pay is a kiss. I require a kiss. That’s it. I’m yours.”

Trying to get back into the swings of things.

@thatspikybastard

@agitatedwarmachine

@x-de-con-struct-ed-x

@pleasedontgethurt

@driftsetadrift

@poiseandpatience

I think this is everyone that I had posts with and threads. Anyone still interested in continuing or want to start fresh?

Sensors flaring, the hunter turns, and then looks down.

He’ll never get over how small humans are, compared to their thirst for, well, everything. Tilting his helm, he amsued himself with training his helm-cannon on the small form, taking her words in.

Huh.

Was she trying to calm him down? Crossing his arms, he offered her his trade-mark, lopsided grin.

“I’m sure you’ve seen bigger,” he said, vocals dark, velvety gravel. “And while I find it endearing, you trying to soothe me, I’m perfectly able to turn this world into fuel for a jump. But, you’re welcome.”

“Yeah, you and I don’t know, half your race, right?”

She shrugs a bit, not phased by his words. Was that not what some of the other bots tried to do? Her eyes roamed over his frame and came to a stop on his Autobot emblem. 

“Didn’t think autobots were the kind to extinguish worlds.”

The woman turned around, something she heard, or at least she thought she did. As that happened, a few cybertronian symbols could be seen underneath her tanktop, peeking from beneath the raised cloth.

“I’ve fixed bee just fine, and I didn’t need any help. Its not that hard to do. “ Charlie grumbled, but grabbed the gloves for the other woman. Charlie handed the gloves over. “I doubt they changed that much in so little time.”

“Yeah, well, unless you plan on ending up like me, and having regular dates with a dialysis machine, you need to be a little more careful.”

The woman handed her the gloves and a new set of tools.

“These gloves are specially manufactured to repel energon. It ensures that none of it seeps through your skin. It’s all fun and games, sweetie, ‘till this shit ends up killin’ ya from th’ inside out.”

Next she motions to a disassembled canon on the workbench.

He most certainly caught the wink, but chose not to comment on it. More focused on the last stretch to where she was taking him. Perking up went the place came into sight. It had to be it. He almost felt silly getting excited over an almost-stranger’s place.

Almost.

“In tha’ case, ya really are one ‘f the good ones. So few ‘f ya around, swear… ‘s that place up ahead it?” Regardless of her answer, Crosshairs sped up just a bit more. She wasn’t squirming around so he didn’t particularly mind her so much, but his frame was excited at the prospect of getting a good, proper stretch in root mode.

“Not sure I’m a good one, darling. But I sure as fuck ain’ a bad one either.” When they came up to her turn, the woman sat up in that seat a little bit more. Karmela motioned to the path up ahead. 

“Alright, let me out. Will be easier for you to get out of your alt mode as we climb and get closer. 

There was just a short walk before they passed a line of trees and made it to a massive clearing on the mountaintop. 2 buildings dominated the horizon: a house, and a massive hangar that seemed to be the main focus of the area. She walked up to the hangar, and with a push of a button on her small pag, the doors hissed open to reveal an expansive workshop and barracks beneath.

He hadn’t planned this at all.

Actually, he hadn’t even considered a trip to this Pit until he’d started thinking about the god-forgotten dustball while moving from one universe to another, and of course he just had to end up here.

To say he disliked Earth would be underestimating the amount of annoyance he felt at the mere thought of the planet, and now… Now there was organic-ridden dust in his vents.

Making a face, he rolled his shoulders, and looked around for trouble. Where ever he went, trouble was usually in the neighbourhood, and he wasn’t sparked yesterday, was he?

There was a faint noise, and he tilted his helm.

“Who’s there?”

That startled her. This was a first. Where was this coming from? The building? No, she checked it... but... fuck! Behind the building, more than likely. The woman ran around the side of it, flattening herself against the wall and peeking around the side of it. 

Mother of GOD. 

She had seen massive before, mostly Megatron, Blackout, Devastator, but this, this was a different kind of massive. 

“Well fuck me sideways... you’re big.”

Karmela saw no point in trying to hide around that building. Not like he couldn’t see her with his sensors.

Interesting reading on this particular one. The signal came from this general location, and as she focused her attention on the scanner that fed into her tablet, the woman became quite on edge. There was nothing there but an old building, and she had already checked that one clean.