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Professional fangirl, that’s me. It’s easy to fangirl when they actually kick ass. @lone_thunder I love you. #lonethunder #mahalls #localmusic (at Mahall's) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bp-1sYuAnQmmKcTl4UeCFtivCjqHm8c_YTJsN00/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1pxpn911tuchg
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...Houston...I don't feel good... [antennae twitch with static. And there is a fever]
[Oh. Oh, no. No, no no. Houston carefully picks his darlin' up and carries him into the medbay, activating a divider around the berth at the farthest end of the room to give Rapid some privacy. Houston reaches forward and cups Rapid's helm in his servos, noting the metal surface's current temperature in relation to the last average temperature he had logged for Rapid.]
Your frame's temp has gone up by 10%, 'n'-- [He brings one servo away, staring at the residual static arcing across his fingertips before he grounds the charge in his servo.] Excess static. My scans're showin' stress on your chamber, CPU, 'n' your t-cog-- explains the heat. What've you been up to, sweetspark?
Rapid, Houston, Swiper
Ohhh...Â
If I wasn't going to be offlined for this, I would probably kiss Rapid. Frag... I'd marry Houston, but I'd also want to do the other two to him, you know? But then there's... there's Swiper... I'd frag Swiper. At least once. Or twice. Damn.
Okay, I'd marry Houston, kiss Rapid, and frag Swiper. I think.Â
[He knew it wasn't right, but he would deal with the moral issues later, once he had Rapid back at the base. Sieve's modified trackers --stuck on Rapid's back in the middle of their last interface-- were finally doing their job, and it only took the medic a few moments to zero in on his lover's general location. He had hitched a supply pack to his roof to deal with any emergency, and a remote bridge control for... He hoped he wouldn't need it.] <<Rapid, darlin'.>>Â
> That's the only thing that got through after sending pin after pin of distress. Now there was nothing but static on Rapidshock's end of the comm. line.
«Rapid?» [Houston’s helm jerks up instantly, creaking from the sudden movement. Finally, a response from Rapid! He pings Rapid back half a dozen times, but as soon as he sends the last one, he knows that it won’t do.] «Rapid!»Â
[No response. The medic paces around for only a few seconds, rubbing his mouthplates with one servo in distress as his door wings lift away from their protective configuration… His spark screams at him to do something that he knows will be the stupidest thing he has done in five centuries:Â
He breaks out of Beatbox’s mountain base and races to the comm's last location, kicking sand and gravel against his sides.]Â
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lone-thunder replied to your audio post “[[ Swiv voice test???? idk if i like it still sounds p girly ugh. Also...”
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[Calls. Waits for him to pick up. Doesn't even wait for Houston to say something before speaking. And loud.] WOULD YOU LIKE TO GO OUT FOR LUNCH????
[Houston shouts and nearly drops the phone.] Ran?! You scared the bejeezus out of-- wait, what? [He winces, suddenly aware of how stupid he sounds.] Lunch? You 'n' me?
[It wasn't as if he didn't already spend his lunch hour with Ran three days out of the work week... Of course Ran had practically yelled the invitation at him, so... He suddenly stares at the floor. Oh. It sounded like... Don't be stupid, Houston, of course it isn't a date. He can't deny the warm feeling blossoming in his chest, though...] Sure, I'd... I'd love that!Â
[Without warning Ran flops on your lap and whines ]
Uh, Ran? What are you doin’?Â
[Gently hits Ran’s hair with the report in his hand, trying not to feel too agitated by the fact that his boss’ son is in his lap, whining.]Â
