http://jeimu.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] jeimu.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] randomplaces2007-12-26 01:39 am
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Transformers' Verse - Nellis AFB: Ho Ho Slaggin' Ho.

"The last time I did this," Jeimu grunts as she walks up to the compound gate with bags and boxes in hand, "I was fresh from space and couldn't walk. Now I really should be thinking of the baby, but I'm sure she's tough..."

She looks over her shoulder at Jav and Vic, who are managing the several casserole dishes and tinfoil-covered pans of food she's also brought along rather well.

"Hey!" she calls out. "My hands are full, I can't ring the doorbell!"

Of course she could do it telekinetically, but she's feeling lazy.
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[personal profile] random_xtras 2007-12-30 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"Like that?" He watches Epps pause and lean back slightly at Vic's look. "But Vic's always ben a suck fer t' kids."

[identity profile] jeimu.livejournal.com 2007-12-30 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah." A grin. "And I keep forgetting he likes all kids, not just the ones at Sal's place.
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[personal profile] random_xtras 2007-12-30 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Jav chuckles and holds her close, then looks thoughtful. "Should probably go git some'o that. Too many people 'round fer ye t' use yer TK."

[identity profile] jeimu.livejournal.com 2007-12-30 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
She's laughing. "I wouldn't wait on you anyway."
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[personal profile] random_xtras 2007-12-30 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"Save me havin' t' let go a ye." He nuzzles her hair, but then gets up and hops off the couch to saunter brazenly past Vic and heap a bowl.
Edited 2007-12-30 23:00 (UTC)

[identity profile] jeimu.livejournal.com 2007-12-30 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"Now you're making it sound as though I'm utterly dependent on you."
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[personal profile] random_xtras 2007-12-30 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
-Funny, when I was meanin' the opposite,- he notes silently, grabbing a drink with his free hand.

The sparklings abruptly abandon Optimus and head outside in a tumbled happy pack, George yipping and bouncing all around them.

[identity profile] go-endeavour.livejournal.com 2007-12-31 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
Suddenly there's a bit of a commotion as Endeavour eclipses the front door of the hangar and makes a beeline for Jeimu, stumbling slightly. There's a pale green glow from the squirming GFP mouse that's held in one of her hands, and she's carrying a tan pet carrier with the other.

It's evident that Dev has been indulging in a few too many energon goodies.

She places the pet carrier at Jeimu's feet, then reaches behind her and presents a silver sticky-bow, the kind used for wrapping gifts. She sticks it to the top of the pet carrier.

"Merry Chrithmath," she says, speech slurred, with the widest grin that a robot can have on her face.
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