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[sniprifle] "Helex. Ubi tu? Nonne vos adepto esurientem?"

It was funnier in my head

[sniprifle] Up he gets, pulling himself up over Tarn's treads to drape himself over the larger mech's neck like a fancy stole.

Pat.

It was always fun to serve his purpose, really. The added bonus of sheer chaos-- and seeing the rest of the team happy?

// @best–strategist

“...Y-you. Make... offerrrrrr?”

[sniprifle] Vos comes creeping around the corner... and scuttles over to cling to Megatron's cannon-less arm and hiss.

Scruffed, he dangles, spindly little legs pinwheeling until he can work up the momentum to throw his lower body up high enough to lock his ankles over Megatron’s elbow.

Megatron frowns, and brings his other arm up, gently prying Vos off of him, and holding him in both servos this time, giving him a little shake.

“Et mel te amo.”

[sniprifle] Vos comes creeping around the corner... and scuttles over to cling to Megatron's cannon-less arm and hiss.

Scruffed, he dangles, spindly little legs pinwheeling until he can work up the momentum to throw his lower body up high enough to lock his ankles over Megatron’s elbow.

[sniprifle] Up he gets, pulling himself up over Tarn's treads to drape himself over the larger mech's neck like a fancy stole.

Pat.

[sniprifle] kaon? kaaaaon.

“Kaon,” the rifle murmurs happily, sidling over as soon as he can manage it to gently tonk their helms together, as tactile as always.