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randomplaces2009-01-04 10:01 pm
random_xtras) wrote in randomplaces2009-01-04 10:01 pm
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Helter skelter 'verse. Autobot base. Clarion
Scatman: *sitting on Jazz's shoulder* *am SUPERCAT!* *And no, he has no idea who peed on Prowl's bed*
Jazz: *pets Scatman*
Scatman: *purrrrrrrr* ^_^ *love love love the fingers*
Clarion: *wanders blearily out of her new quarters for the first time since Hound and Blaster and Perceptor brought her back. Sees fuzzy thing* 0.o
Jazz: ^^ heeeello, femme i have not met just yet.
Clarion: *tears optics away from fuzzy thing to look at mech- hey... kinda cute mech- back to regularly scheduled programming* Uh... hi :D You have... some kind of infestation?
Jazz: nah. this is Scatman. my cat :3
Clarion: Cat... right! Ugh... I need energon. Notta morning person.... *even when it's afternoon*
Scatman: :\ *will pee on your stuff later, white femme!*
Jazz: then get some, femme XD
Clarion: Well, yeah. But I don't know where it is yet. None of those guys yester... uh... the day before *sheepish* gave me a map or anything.
Jazz: hm. well. you're in the common room. *stands up and walks over to Clarion. points* right there.
Clarion: *looks around and wonders just how freaking far she wandered before she woke up enough to notice her surroundings* Thanks. *as she turns to get it the light catches on her paint and a painted-over Autobrand shows*
Jazz: *frowns* heeey. *walks towards* what's that? *points at the brand*
Clarion: *blinks and looks down* My chest?
Scatman: *decides to wash Jazz's neck*
Jazz: *laughs and pulls Scatman off his shoulder, holding him in his arm* nah, that *taps on the brand*
Scatman: *will wash arm instead!* *purrrr*
Clarion: *frowning as she tries to see what Jazz means, and then she tilts her head to one side and sees it* *face goes blank* That's nothing.
Jazz: nooo, i think it's somethin'. looks like... hm. *scratches at it* didn't you identify as a neutral?
Clarion: *steps back, her hand going over the spot* Yeah, because I am.
Jazz: brand sez not.
Clarion: *remembering how proud she'd once been of that badge, and how big she'd had it made* I don't wear a brand.
Jazz: *frowns* what's your code, soldier?
Clarion: *flinching as she gives it*
Jazz: *nods and hands Scatman to Clarion* here. he can keep you company :3 keep her outta trouble, Scatman. *hustles off*
Clarion: *not hungry anymore, goes and sits in a corner and curls around the kitten, who looks up at her with his tongue stuck out*
Scatman: *dun wanna wash this. Puts the washer away*
((co-written with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
runyasan08))
Jazz: *pets Scatman*
Scatman: *purrrrrrrr* ^_^ *love love love the fingers*
Clarion: *wanders blearily out of her new quarters for the first time since Hound and Blaster and Perceptor brought her back. Sees fuzzy thing* 0.o
Jazz: ^^ heeeello, femme i have not met just yet.
Clarion: *tears optics away from fuzzy thing to look at mech- hey... kinda cute mech- back to regularly scheduled programming* Uh... hi :D You have... some kind of infestation?
Jazz: nah. this is Scatman. my cat :3
Clarion: Cat... right! Ugh... I need energon. Notta morning person.... *even when it's afternoon*
Scatman: :\ *will pee on your stuff later, white femme!*
Jazz: then get some, femme XD
Clarion: Well, yeah. But I don't know where it is yet. None of those guys yester... uh... the day before *sheepish* gave me a map or anything.
Jazz: hm. well. you're in the common room. *stands up and walks over to Clarion. points* right there.
Clarion: *looks around and wonders just how freaking far she wandered before she woke up enough to notice her surroundings* Thanks. *as she turns to get it the light catches on her paint and a painted-over Autobrand shows*
Jazz: *frowns* heeey. *walks towards* what's that? *points at the brand*
Clarion: *blinks and looks down* My chest?
Scatman: *decides to wash Jazz's neck*
Jazz: *laughs and pulls Scatman off his shoulder, holding him in his arm* nah, that *taps on the brand*
Scatman: *will wash arm instead!* *purrrr*
Clarion: *frowning as she tries to see what Jazz means, and then she tilts her head to one side and sees it* *face goes blank* That's nothing.
Jazz: nooo, i think it's somethin'. looks like... hm. *scratches at it* didn't you identify as a neutral?
Clarion: *steps back, her hand going over the spot* Yeah, because I am.
Jazz: brand sez not.
Clarion: *remembering how proud she'd once been of that badge, and how big she'd had it made* I don't wear a brand.
Jazz: *frowns* what's your code, soldier?
Clarion: *flinching as she gives it*
Jazz: *nods and hands Scatman to Clarion* here. he can keep you company :3 keep her outta trouble, Scatman. *hustles off*
Clarion: *not hungry anymore, goes and sits in a corner and curls around the kitten, who looks up at her with his tongue stuck out*
Scatman: *dun wanna wash this. Puts the washer away*
((co-written with
runyasan08))