[video: forward-dated to the 24th]

[10_20_15_5_50]

Hey. [Sam grins at her drone---and thus, Haven in general---as she strides (a bit unevenly, as always) down the hall her apartment is in.] If we've talked a lot, or you've done me a favour, I need to know where you are, cause I've got something to give you. If you're at home? Great. If not? Say something, don't make me hunt. I got too much ground to cover today.

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[automobileenthusiast]

[WOW those are old as shit bro]

When did you take those!? I look ridiculous!

[Yeah he may be trying to reach over and skip the ones where he's training. He wasn't exactly the most agile fighter back in the day ok]

[10_20_15_5_50]

Aha! Wow. [Sam laughs---more at Knock Out's reaction than anything, honestly---delighted, even if she braces a bit with the way the red mech reaches.] They're not that bad, buddy. Be cool---the 'wow' was only at the difference, and a little at the way, okay, that it feels like the holidays now. Old family photos tippin' the scales.

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[They’re old as shit, bro.]

[He’s just going to keep it out of Knock Out’s reach and angled so Sam can still see.]

I wouldn’t have kept them if I thought you looked ridiculous. [Besides, you might note three out of four are from an angle that shows off Knock Out’s aft. Take a guess as to why Breakdown really keeps these photos.]

See? Sam likes them too.

[automobileenthusiast]

[See since Knock Out has to be careful and not accidentally fling Sam off his shoulder, he doesn't struggle too hard to get to the pictures. He is going to get all huffy and immature though. Because KO.]

You practically zoomed in on my rear! Sam, don't look, these are inappropriate!

[he doesn't care that it's his ass actually, he just cares that he looks goofy in them >8U]

[10_20_15_5_50]

[Knock Out's indignation alone is entertaining, but his exclamations have Sam laughing harder than before.]

Okay, okay. I can't unsee anything but if you insist i will avert my eyes.

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[He’s chuckling.]

Why do you think I kept them?

[Because they’re totally showing off your beautiful aft. Who cares if you look like a sexy dork, Knock Out. He will, however go head and close the pictures.]

[automobileenthusiast]

[Knock Out just huffs like the mature adult that he is and crosses his arms. uh oh it's pissy time]

[10_20_15_5_50]

[Oh no this is not the time to be pissy. Sam gives the raised portion of his shoulder a consolatory pat-pat.]

Aw, man, don't be like that. Show him what your present was?

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[Breakdown looks interested] Present?

[automobileenthusiast]

[WELL FINE Knock Out cheers up almost instantly.]

She did some crazy voodoo to my paint job. Get a load of this.

[He hold up a creepy pointy finger and scratches at the back of this other arm with it. Normally this would leave an ugly mark, but NOW there's MAGIC PAINT oh snap.]

[10_20_15_5_50]

[Sam does the best Vanna White she can while still sitting, clearly quite pleased with her handiwork. As far as she's concerned, she should be.]

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[He's admittedly shocked to see Knock Out purposely scratch at his armor...and equally shocked to find no marks are left. He takes hold of his partner's arm for a closer look.]

Heh...nothing. That's pretty amazing, Sam. Perfect gift for Knock Out.

[automobileenthusiast]

[Knock Out wiggles his fingers at Breakdown, looking all amused. His voodoo armor is super cool, okay.]

I admit, I'm thoroughly impressed. Why don't you show Breakdown what you got him, Sammy?

[10_20_15_5_50]

[The little punk is just going to bask in this praise, okay? Okay!]

Thanks, big guy. I thought so, too. [And then, to KO:] Had it pocketed long enough.

[She holds up Breakdown's present so that he can see it, even take it if he wants to in spite of its being so small---something maybe half the size of Sam's hand, in a little red pouch with the drawstring tied tight.]

It's not much to look at, but I did everything I could to make it effective. It's for good luck, but you gotta have it on you, so I was thinking maybe it could go in your glovebox. Just... don't open the bag.

And if you do open the bag, don't ask me about it.

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[He offers a finger for her to set the bag on and lifts it up to look at as though he might be able to see through the paper.]

So...I can’t open it, and if I do, I can’t ask about it? ...Why?

[automobileenthusiast]

It's a secret, Breakdown. You wouldn't want to spoil the mystery, would you?

[SEE knock out's helping, sam. what a bro.]

[10_20_15_5_50]

[a+ robro, to be sure; this sort of thing is exactly why knock out now has voodoo paint]

If you really, really want, you can open it, because that won't actually affect its effectiveness... but I'm not going to explain its preparation. Suffice to say it's something I don't think I'll do again, but for that working? Yeah, worth it. Just feel loved.

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[Does he open it? Does he just accept the bag? Curiosity wins.]

Dump it outta the bag for me? [He wants to see it. He may regret it, but he wants to see it.]

[automobileenthusiast]

[OOOOH BREAKDOWN you weenie. Knock Out glances at the bag and then down at tiny human friend Sam. mMMMM]

It's not still like twitching or bleeding or anything, is it?

[10_20_15_5_50]

[She moves to open the bag, but pauses with it in hand to snort, amused, at Knock Out's question.]

Dude, no. No, no. It's cleaned, it's cured, it's okay.

[It's not an unfair question to ask, what with voodoo this and voodoo that, but the rabbit's foot Sam pulls from the pouch is unremarkable: light brown and uncapped, the hide stitched together (carefully, if inexpertly) over the stump of its ankle. She sets it on Breakdown's finger for his inspection, shrugging.]

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[What?! What's he a weenie for now? He just wants to see it! And it's in a tiny bag, he didn't want to crush is trying to dump it out.]

[He...gives the foot a funny look, confused.]

...I don't get it, but all right. I guess, put it in the glove box?

[He'll hold it out to Sam so he can transform.]

[automobileenthusiast]

Just roll with it. Humans cut off animal feet for luck, I guess. The important thing is, Sam is absolutely precious. Y'know, in a creepy sort of way.

[Of course he's teasing he has to take a jab at his favorite human ok.]

[10_20_15_5_50]

[Sam takes the foot, tucking it back into its pouch.]

Specific feet, but what he said. [She grins at Knock Out, figuring the teasing is only fair; nobody (so far as she knows) uses body parts/products same as she does.] I'll take that; thank you.