http://silenceandpsych.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] silenceandpsych.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] randomplaces2008-07-03 09:47 pm
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dVerse; Rec room; Papa Jazz knows best



It was at one of those rare moments of rest and reprieve from caring for Cali (and Bee, and Psych) that Gen found herself playing with the settings on her PINpoint. Carefully, of course. There wasn't really that much on there. Just the coordinates to Nellis Base, the Nexus, and... well, that's new.

It must've been some place Psych had been; he could've easily put the coodinates into her PIN. Brushing her thumb gently across the button, a sudden noise behind her causes her to press the teleport button, activating the device and warping her off to who knows where...

[identity profile] slag-megs.livejournal.com 2008-07-04 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
There's a startled sound as she comes out in a large, drab-walled room that holds couches, a huge TV, and some game tables. Over in a corner by an array of data chips a blue and yellow Autobot about the same size as she is stares at her with alarm. "Who are you? How did you get *cough* in here?"

[identity profile] slag-megs.livejournal.com 2008-07-04 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
He frowns and sets down the datapad he'd been using, then gets up to approach her warily. "Did you just get to Earth?"

[identity profile] slag-megs.livejournal.com 2008-07-04 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
Huffer steps back with dismay, but at that moment a tiny purple hand touches Gen's leg, and two small blue optics turn up toward her face as Bit looks at her solemnly before giving her a hug and a serious little patpat.

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[identity profile] slag-megs.livejournal.com 2008-07-05 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's alright." Elita looks around as a bustle comes into the room, accompanied by excited squeaking and giggling.

"Gen?" asks Jazz's deep voice. "What you doin' here, baby girl?"

[identity profile] slag-megs.livejournal.com 2008-07-05 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Shhh." He takes her from Elita and hugs her, Bit, Bumblebee, and all. "It's okay, baby girl. Take a deep breath."

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[identity profile] slag-megs.livejournal.com 2008-07-06 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Who ya leave her with?" He lets her go and rubs Bumblebee's back.

Bit squirms just a little, then gravely gives her a little kiss on the cheek and another patpat.

[identity profile] slag-megs.livejournal.com 2008-07-06 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Here. Come walkin' with me a little bit."

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[identity profile] slag-megs.livejournal.com 2008-07-07 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
A soft chuckle as he turns and watches her closely. "He's fine, baby girl. Just well on his way ta bein' a married mech."

[identity profile] slag-megs.livejournal.com 2008-07-07 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Gen, when Bumble fell off that table 'n scared Dready, you felt it."

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[identity profile] slag-megs.livejournal.com 2008-07-08 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
You're the one that's feelin' him." He takes the bottle from Bumblebee and sets her to his shoulder to gently work the air bubbles out of her fuel lines.

[identity profile] slag-megs.livejournal.com 2008-07-08 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
Jazz sighs and reaches over to rub her back as Bit once more patpats her. "Deep breath, baby girl."

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[identity profile] slag-megs.livejournal.com 2008-07-08 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's up ta you'n Dready," he says gently as Bumblebee squeaks at her and Bit watches a vulture go over. "But there's no way of breakin' that kinda bond."

[identity profile] slag-megs.livejournal.com 2008-07-08 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Jazz nods and gives her a gentle kiss on the forehead, then stands and hold out an arm for Bit.

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