TF-'verse. Nellis AF base. Moving in

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Starforge looks up from where he's building a bunk in one of the spare rooms of what will be he and Arcee's new quarters. "Hunter! Knock it off. Now."

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"This is my friend," he said softly, looking at it, then ordering it to sit upright on his palm, though he only half held it out. "I finished him this morning."

He didn't want to offer it too forward, worried he'd be laughed at. Reflecting this inner fear the mouse cowered slightly, though it watched Ironhide intently all the same.

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Ironhide's optics narrow with curiosity, and he puts out a finger to see what the little machine will do. "You made this."

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"Y...yeah... Ratchet gamme some stuff t' play with," the sparkling barely vocalized.

The mouse cringed at first, then slowly reached out, sniffing the finger before putting a paw against it.