dVerse; Rec room; Papa Jazz knows best

[silenceandpsych.livejournal.com]

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...

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[silenceandpsych.livejournal.com]

Gen stares back at him with wide optics. "I-i-i, I, I, I..."

Needless to say, this has come as a bit of a shock to her.

[slag-megs.livejournal.com]

He frowns and sets down the datapad he'd been using, then gets up to approach her warily. "Did you just get to Earth?"

[silenceandpsych.livejournal.com]

Good news, she's not stuttering anymore. Bad news? She's not making a sound, though she's working her mouth like she's trying to.

Her thumb doesn't seem to be obeying her mental command to activate the PINpoint agian.

[slag-megs.livejournal.com]

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.

[silenceandpsych.livejournal.com]

The contact kicks her processor back into gear, and true to the mother instincts she developed, Gen crouches down and carefully picks up the sparkling. "H-hey there, Bit. H-how are you, hm?"

[slag-megs.livejournal.com]

"Gen?" asks a soothing alto voice from behind her as the little one cuddles in his wordless way. "Is that you?"

"Gen?" Huffer blinks. "Jazz's friend? The one he talks about?"

"Huffer, why don't you go watch the basketball game?"

"But the pollen... I'll go to my quarters, Elita 1." The minibot slips out of the room.

[silenceandpsych.livejournal.com]

At the sound of the familiar voice, Gen turns quickly to face it. "E-elita? W-wha...?"

[slag-megs.livejournal.com]

The slender dove grey femme- larger than her counterpart, but still petite- walks over and puts a comforting hand on the younger femme's arm. "Yes. Don't you remember being here before?"

[silenceandpsych.livejournal.com]

Gen snaps her mouth shut and shakes her head "no" slowly.

[slag-megs.livejournal.com]

"You came with Dreadnought, when he was first repaired." Elita gives her a hug. "He's not here today, but Jazz is coming."

[silenceandpsych.livejournal.com]

"I... did?" Gen cautiously, slowly returns the hug.

[slag-megs.livejournal.com]

"Yes." The older femme's hand pats Gen's back soothingly.

[silenceandpsych.livejournal.com]

"I-I don't really remember much from when..." Gen's voice trails off while she blushes.