Nov 12, 2014
Blurr, I have something to ask you. Please contact me when you are available, it is very important.
x-; Hn…? Yes, what is it? ;-x
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Blurr, I have something to ask you. Please contact me when you are available, it is very important.
x-; Hn…? Yes, what is it? ;-x
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indigo-algorithm
If you're winter and I'm winter, then winter is coming!!
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Send me ‡ for my character’s reaction to yours climbing into bed with mine.
Something else with wings. The desire to turn around and rip it off is quite tempting. However, once he turns and sees who it is, he smirks. Well, that’s all right, then. Bit is always welcome in the base and, hey, they’ve had slumber parties before. The simplest of friends-slaughtering pals!
"Try not to smack me with those wings. We can go kill something for breakfast."
indigo-algorithm started following you
He stiffened giving the Decepticon a wary look. It was obvious he was willing to to fire his weapon if he was attacked. "Who are you?"
indigo-algorithm said: Would you wish to be addressed as “Your Grace”?
x-; I...don't know. I've never been called anything except instructor, teacher or my name... ;-x
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::Ping.::
Trailcutter was half engrossed in his metalworking, almost didnt recognize the ping. He had his glossa sticking out of his mouth, sitting ins his habsuite in a rather curled up, twisted position.
He sighed, poking at the twisted hunk of metal before dropping it in his lap and answering the ping.
::Trailcutter here.::
I want to visit you.
x-; Once I get back from Cybertron…you can. ;-x
Blurr, I apologise for not contacting you for so long. I have been preoccupied. I hope you are well.
Oh, great. Another mech he doesn’t know. « I’m sorry. Blurr isn’t…here right now. »