Armada-'verse. Cyberton. Wishes in the night.

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Nightwish blinks as she comes back online, and then quirks a slight grin as she realizes that she's laying on the floor in her quarters, in her favorite place partially underneath her berth. -I made it home. Bonus.-

Then she lifts her head to looks at the tiny being sheltered in the curve of her body, one long finger tracing gently along his helm as she remembers how many times she'd had to rescue him from walking over the edge of the bar the night before. "Hey, 'Clash are you awake yet?"

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[backupbots.livejournal.com]

"That's what you call a dead end," Thunderclash chuckles. "What about your commander? Didn't anyone know where they'd got you from?"

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"Nope."

[backupbots.livejournal.com]

"That's a real shame. Sometimes it's good to know where you come from."

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"It would help if I ever incurred damage," she agrees, her finger going from his back to his face. "How's your head?"

[backupbots.livejournal.com]

"I've seriously got to consider an amputation." He shuts off his visor.

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"Here, lay on your stomach." She pokes at him gently with one finger, offering assistance. "I should have known I was overdoing it. Need to remember how big you are."

[backupbots.livejournal.com]

He rolls over obediently (which sounds completely wrong when he thinks of it). "Yeah, we Minicons just aren't as strong as you..."

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"Sheeya, right." Her engine powers down to a smooth purr that lets the song of her spark be heard, warm and strong. "You're plenty strong enough. Next time just tell me when you need to stop."

[backupbots.livejournal.com]

He listens, genuinely delighted by the sound. "I don't know, could be pretty hard to stop..."