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@ejectionaffection
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Sparkplug kicks back reflexively when Eject kicks her, and watches him launch across the room; itâs only after he hits the wall that she strides over to pick him up.
âIs this how you play minibot football?â
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Snapping shut the forearm compartment of his armour around a small box filled with flexible resin coated toys (âSparkling-safe, unless the bitlet swallows it whole. Donât let the bitlet swallow it whole,â according to Outrigger), Cerebros made the familiar trot to the space bridge hall. It was later than he intended to leave, admittedly - Heâd been stuck under Fortress Maximus when his binary bond slipped into recharge in his lap unintentionally, lacking the will to rouse him to make his escape. A brief ping to Red and Eject and he was off, excitedly patting Boltâs arm as he peered over to double check the bridgeâs read out. They chattered for a while before Eject arrived, immensely displeased and quietly promising his revenge. Sometimes he wasnât very quiet about it.
Using Bolt as his shield from the cassette, Cerebros sent a message to Swerve, waiting for permission to board. When he received it, Eject was lucky he didnât have his arm torn off, his moonmate dragging him along, using Maxâs vague directions to Swerveâs as his guide. It was Nipple On Fire night and, yes, it would be his first time properly seeing Swerveâs bar - but, more importantly, it was Zippysitting night.
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Comm suddenly crackling to life, Cerebros started, trying to get a read on the uplinkâs origin frequency. The connection was spotty, prompting him to playfully bat at Boltâs arm as he stepped away from him, heading towards the communications room to try and increase the bandwidth speed.
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Grim had no idea who they were chasing. Grim had no idea why they were chasing them. Why did they chase anything? Because... Well, because someone had made it what they liked to do when theyâd been created, but more than that, it was just really really fun.
Sure, all they were technically doing was ominously following their target high in the sky, but from the perspective of their vaguely doggish holoform, it was all speed and excitement and adrenaline.Â
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Oh no.
Thatâs all Cerebros could think as his HUD flashed specially coded proximity warnings, informing him Eject had approached far too readily for him to avoid. Oh, no, repeated itself at the feeling of arms securing around his waist, locking in a vice grip. His hands flew to the other minibotâs forearmâs and grabbed him tightly, knowing this would not end well. As he was lifted in one sudden, lurching motion, he tried to keep most of his weight on his own pedes and stand on the very tips of them.
âHey-!â He yelped, denting at least one of Ejectâs arms as his frame complained about the awkward, backwards lean. âEject, you do not- You donât wanna do this, câmon, put me d-â
He interrupted himself with a burst of startled static as Eject hefted him up even higher. He was so tired of being dropped. Please be gentle. âQuit it!â
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