random_xtras: (Blackout)
The Cast ([personal profile] random_xtras) wrote in [community profile] randomplaces2008-03-18 10:57 pm

Nexus. Over there somewhere. Quiet time.

Blackout scratches at a nearly healed wield, then blinks at Scorponok where he's passed out cold in a crack in her armor before making a sound of content boredom and looking over at the sand pile that Hormah's vanished into. There's absolutely nothing going on, nothing to destroy anywhere near (or that she feels like destroying, anyway), but the big femme's happy to just sit and watch the nothing happen for now.

The sandpile spouts slightly and then beeps before falling silent, and she cocks an optic at it and snorts before leaning back and looking at the sky.

[identity profile] icemasta.livejournal.com 2008-03-30 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Y'think I give a damn what your Mini-Con thinks?"

[identity profile] icemasta.livejournal.com 2008-03-31 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
The zambonis squeak nervously as Snowcat handles them. He drops the two he can't afford to hold and stares at Five angrily.

"Wasn't me, Da..." it says nervously, cowering back a bit.

"I know." And Snowcat drop-kicks it out into the middle of the shore.

[identity profile] icemasta.livejournal.com 2008-03-31 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Make me feel better." And Snowcat punts the second one, then the third one, then a bit of broken-off ice floe.

[identity profile] icemasta.livejournal.com 2008-03-31 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
The zambonis are currently struggling upwards through the murky water, looking for aid.

Snowcat, never one to refuse booze, immediately snatches them out of her hand. "I'm good!" he says, grinning before stepping back and taking off.

[identity profile] icemasta.livejournal.com 2008-03-31 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
The zambonis are dizzy, but undented. "Told y'Da would be upset..." one mutters wearily, rolling over onto his side and weakly spinning his wheels. "We go flying again."

[identity profile] icemasta.livejournal.com 2008-03-31 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Huh?" They're not quite sure what she wants.

[identity profile] icemasta.livejournal.com 2008-03-31 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Om nom nom!" they chorus.

[identity profile] icemasta.livejournal.com 2008-03-31 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Nom!" They start looking around her person for nutrients, their happy demeanor returning almost immediately.

[identity profile] icemasta.livejournal.com 2008-03-31 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
In that case they're going to start fighting each other for the right to suck on the tube.

[identity profile] icemasta.livejournal.com 2008-03-31 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
They'll continue sparring, if only for the heck of it. But eventually they're all fed to satisfaction.

Of course they don't say thank you.

[identity profile] icemasta.livejournal.com 2008-03-31 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Uh huh..." And as much as little brick-shaped things can they curl up next to her. Not big like Da but not as likely to kick them away either.

[identity profile] icemasta.livejournal.com 2008-03-31 12:38 pm (UTC)(link)
The zambonis make little purring noises as they sleep next to her.

And somewhere a few dimensions over Snowcat is buying himself lots of booze. Yay!