#viciousbite || flash vector

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BOXED IN // Vector and Blitz.

Red huffed as he leaned back against one of the walls, arms crossed as he looked around the small space. How they managed to get stuck in this closet was beyond him, though he was certainly blaming Flash Vector. When he didn't notice any immediate exit to their situation, he turned his green glare on his companion.

( ✧ ― @viciousbite || miscellaneous starters ― ✧ )

❝ i would love to help you, truly, but i’m currently suffering from a terminal case of 'not my problem' and my doctor says there’s no cure. ❞ // Flash Vector to... Red Blitz? (Or any )

The speedster's engine growled at the racer, annoyance and contempt building probably more rapidly than would be reasonable - though he was never one to be considered "reasonable" on the crew.

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Time to scruff the mini-Red Blitz. Plus, Flash Vector jumpscare, because he picked him up while in stealth mode. "Red Blitz?... Mini Blitz?" Had Buster Gallon been here and made one of Blitz too?

Red Blitz had been in the middle of grumbling about his circumstances when he was picked up, an undignified yelp leaving him as he scrambled to be free from whatever or whoever it was that——

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💤 // Flash Vector for Red Blitz.

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There's a vibrator inside Flash Vector, and Red Blitz has the remote control.

The fact that Red Blitz was able to get Buster Gallon to make this for them still boggled his processor, however he wasn't about to take the gift for granted — he was sure the inventor would come asking for a favor for it at some point — as his optics shifted to show a smirk as he looked down at the controller in his servos.

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❛ Is this where you finally admit you like losing to me? ❜ //Flash Vector to Red Blitz

Red Blitz glared up at Flash Vector as he vented heavily, still trying to squirm is way out of the other mech's hold while he was pinned down. He couldn't get his legs into a proper position to kick him off and both his servos were indisposed at the moment due to said pinning.

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Dark long digits enveloped the top of Red Blitz's helm and ruffled the metal, aka a failed attempt at petting, or the mimicking of humans ruffling hair. Either way, the speedster got the surprise helm shake and a pat, before the culprit, Flash Vector, disappeared back into his stealth with a smug look on his face to see the firey one's reaction.

The moment that he felt a servo on top of his helm, his optics closed and his helm went down a little from the weight of the unknown servo - though with how often he was used to getting pat by the other members of the Speranza crew and Dad, he didn't immediately register that it might be someone else...

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✏️ //Flash Vector and Red Blitz, and maybe Repose and Polaris this time?

Red Blitz: I can’t do this, it’s against my moral compass. Flash Vector: YOUR MORAL COMPASS IS A ROULETTE WHEEL! Red Blitz: …Your point?

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