#dadlock

As they turn to the bridge, "Guard duty it is. Clawspur!" DE are surprised by the Charr that appears from nothing, "Who did what?" "A human tried to pick a fight with Dinky, Euryale didn't take kindly to it." "Burn me." The Centurion swore as a Seraph guard ran over the bridge, "Captain! A recruit has picked a fight with a group of Charr sir!" "Tribune, I'll send you our bail amount." The Centurion called out as they walked over the bridge, 2/ -Numbered Anon

Clawspur long hidden from sight and Rytlock snarls back, "Your Warband can fight it out!" - At that one dungeon: Rytlock aims to leave but he's stopped by the Centurion grabbing onto his tail, A snarl rips out of his throat as he whips around and the Centurion snarls right back, "Burn me! You did not pull me out of a mission to abandon another, /tribune/" "That human-" "That human isn't watching your back, I am." 3/ - Numbered Anon

A growl rolls out of Rytlocks throat and no one misses the fact that the Centurion plants themselves between Rytlock and Logan, "So what's the story?" - in CoF, Logan gets squashed under the Centurion since he's not the only one to dive after Rytlock, "Burn me tribune, mind losing a few pounds?" "You have no room to talk Centurion" - (and I'm wishing I knew more about the other dungeons to do the reactions of DE with and without Rytlock) 4/ -Numbered Anon

With Zhaitan dead and celebrations in progress, Rytlock takes note of the Commanders subdue nature and it's with a tug of a tail that he starts up a play fight, somewhere in the middle of it, Dinky, Reeva and Maverick join in and other Charr start up their own play fights and Rytlock is able to pull away, "What's that about?" Eir asks, "A delay tactic, gets Cubs minds off of thoughts until they have a safe place to sit and talk about it." 5/ -Numbered Anon

"You care about that Warband. A lot." Rytlock simply huffs. - So not really apart of this but, Rytlock's first introduction to pocket raptors: Rytlock doesn't hesitate in turning and snarling at the members of Rox's warband because the Commander is in front of him not behind and someone just pulled his tail. With his blindfold on he doesn't take note of the fact that the others are watching his tail in various states. 6/ -Numbered 

And he intends to snap at them but someone else grabs his tail and holds firm, "I see you've met the pocket raptors, Tribune." and that's the Commanders amused voice, "What." He says over his shoulder and he doesn't need eyes to know the Commanders grin has grown. "Take your blindfold off." He tucks a claw under the fabric and lifts it a little and all he can do is stare at the small raptor trying to chew through his tail. "Burn me." 7/7 - Numbered Anon  

Yes! Everyones so confused and frantically trying to work out who they are and how many charr there are! Seeing Rytlock snark with them must be a sharp reminder of what was lost

“Huh?” He seems to be shocked at first, but then his helmfins light up into a cheery blue, nearly bordering on a soft off-white tone.“My nest family? That would be one way to name it, right? Very good idea!”Wheeljack sinks onto a nearby chair, fins still lighting up, his frame relaxed.“Well, First is obviously Percy, my best friend and the poor gal that gets stuck with me most of the time. She is the voice of reason i desperatly need, the calm when I am the storm and the best person you could have by your side in any adventure. I don’t know how she faces all the chaos in the lab, especially when I am there to cause it. She never let me down or forgot about me and if I have a problem, she is one of the first to talk to! I don’t know what I would do without her. I would give my spark for her.”He gives a happy little sigh.“Now Deadlock, i don’t know him well, but he makes Percy happy. And for that he at least deserves my trust and friendship. And over time he showed me that he is nice and friendly, to me. He helps me and is even interested in SARD, I think he really likes my drone.” Wheeljack rubs his neck cables.“I think he would protect Percy and the Bitlet, Cici, with everything he has, every skill in his repertoire he would use for that. And to be honest? It scares me a bit. But I will happily help him in the protecting-business.”He leans back in his chair, his optics glazing over and sparkling.“Cici! The allmighty Ruler, Princess of everything that Matters and Queen of Sparks!” He chirps and his engine revvs into a soft purr. “She is the smallest ant teeniest Bitlet I ever saw. She has all of us dancing to her tunes and we don’t even mind! When she gets older, I predict that she has Dadlock behind her every step of the way, growling at anyone that even looks at her.”He blushes, just visible over the edge of his facemask.“And I will be only one step behind him. I love the Bitlet, she is precious. If my spark would be the price for her to be happy in life, I would gladly give it.”

And I am just dying at that thought. Like, did Harlock have to interview at a lot of places before he found a good one? Did he stalk into the room all dramatic intimidation and wooshy cloak carrying this tiny baby, surrounded by his crew and ask if they took infants and what were their education programs like? He'd also have to register Mayu as a citizen of Earth and such. That means probably waiting in lines, which I highly doubt he was a fan of.