#coldbloodedcopter

Meme takes notice of Vortex’s odd behaviour almost instantly. The helicopter gets close, too close, draping his arm over Meme’s shoulders to pull him closer. Second hand moves to turn him, now wrapping both limbs in something of a hug. That alone should give Meme ample red flags to act. Vortex hates hugging. And yet, Meme merely watches him.

Big mistake.

That mask slides off and he’s met with an assault of kisses on his face and lipplates. Meme recoils, throwing his helm back in disgust. That embrace keeps him glued to Vortex and no matter how much he struggles, Vortex doesn’t stop his attempts.

Weeks had gone by since he’d conversed with Swindle, whom had caught the DJD Leader’s optic. They made a deal anyways. Fully knowing beforehand that Swindle was part of a Combiner group, he had go ahead and meet the others. It’d be rude if he didn’t do that. So he took it upon himself to meet Vortex at least. Even though the Peaceful Tyranny could easily find mechs as long as their own transponders weren’t tampered with in any fashion, Tarn decided to not be a creep and go ahead and send a comm along. Dark claws held onto a phone instead of speaking through his own communications line. Why? Sometimes he enjoyed being old-fashioned. 

“Vortex. You can’t be serious. I never pegged you to be the type to be into Earth fairy tales!”

@coldbloodedcopter

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:: Ah. I shall be there shortly then~ Is this a special occasion or merely a friendly get together? ::

  Just what Nebulous wanted to do today, go on a mission with an unknown bot. But they didn’t have the sweet option of saying no to it, they’re already walking on thin ice as is, and they don’t want to spend their time tiptoeing around. 

  All Nebulous was given was a description of the bot, no name, nothing. Stepping into docking area, they look around for their new partner. The mech’s description was that he was a helicopter, and nearly thirty feet tall, and he has red optics. Going over the description one more time, Nebulous searches around for someone like that.

  Scrunching their brows, and deciding he might not have arrived yet, they stand and wait for him, while going through the mission details again. It was a capture and interrogation mission. 

  The last few they went on, their previous partner killed the poor bots before they got any useful information, maybe this one will have a better handle with that. Nebulous somehow got hit with the blame on those missions, and they were severely punished, even though they had tried to stop their partner.

  Softly sighing, they look around again and twitch their tendrils, waiting for the mech.