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[KAON] "How adorable."
That voice....That damn voice....Trailcutters plating flares, his optics flickering behind his visor, his biolights lighting up in preparation or fear, he doesn’t know.He knows that he is fighting his instinct to create a panic bubble. Not again... Please...Not again...“How... How did you find me?” His voice is not as firm as he had hoped, but at least it isnt shaking.
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"Boss! Boss?" Helex yells out, once again thumping through the door without knocking. "We got some guy outside asking for Megatron's little missus. He's weird. I don't know. Uh, Tess is with him, the guy. Says he was sent by somebot named Vector but he's so fresh he's got protective stickers on his headlights, so who fuckin' knows. Hey! Are you in here or what?"
Tarn's optics shoot up, hearing Helex's approach before he ever busted through the door. He stood from his desk, leaving the office that was around the corner from where he'd entered. "I'm here, I'm here." He sighed softly as he came into view, maskless, his treads loose and draped over his shoulders and down his back..
"Helex, we've talked about knocking, or at the very least send me a ping that you're approaching." He reprimanded gently and smoothed out the treads hanging down behind him like a cape. "He's asking about Rung?" Strange, they hadn't been expecting any visitors? At least that he knew of. Perhaps they were and Megatron didn't feel the need to alert him. Some benign visit of some sort.
"I'll come speak to him and inform Megatron and Rung of the visitor. Perhaps they know more than I." He said, drafting up a ping for both mechs. "Let's go, I'll greet our guest personally." He said, gesturing for Helex to lead.
Squints at him. “You look familiar.”
He gives him a once over.
"..........uh-huh..." he says somewhat cautiously. "Ditto."
GRUMBLES.
"Tarn,,," A soft sigh, and maybe even a roll of the optics. "You know you have to wait a few minutes for the cog to prime. We go through this everytime.."
{TARN} "Shh, it’s alright. Shh."
therapy / talking about trauma / post - trauma starters.
He flinched at the sound of Tarn's voice and instinctively moved to distance himself from the big Decepticon. Hurriedly he wiped his face with the back of his slender blue servos, trying to get rid of the tears running down his white cheeks.
Pharma had not heard Tarn coming, having been to absorbed in his own misery to realize the main reason for said misery had decided to show up early for their little meeting.
Out in the light snow of an averagely chilly Messatine evening, waiting with a box of t-cogs scavenged from the bodies of dead patients; it was hard not to think about the terrible and seemingly hopeless situation he was in. For Tarn of all people to (admittedly probably unintentionally) sneak up on him and have the audacity to tell him that 'It's alright'?! Nothing was 'alright' and if Pharma wasn't so afraid of the DJD's leader he would have screamed that into his masked face.
Instead he simply said "You're earlier than I expected.", trying his best not to sound like he had been crying. Still his voice was quiet and hoarse and Tarn had likely seen him cry when he approached.
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errant-tyranny replied to your post: “Whaaat issss… buuuthooole?”
“Absolutely forbidden.”
“Buuuuthoole... baaaad?” Cue little helm tilt.
[Helex] “We’re all here for the same reason, right?”
Cobra’s plating flares as she’s cornered, field pulling in sharply. She growls, optics narrowed, defiantly glaring up at the massive frame.
“N-no, I don’t think we are.”
{ KAON } "Voooooos? Wee thing, where've you gone off to?"
Oh where had he gone off to indeed?
Currently the little gremlin was hiding in the vents near the electrocutioner. He wasn’t sure if Kaon was looking for him for another Neo-Cybex lesson, or for something else.
But he was not about to risk it.
