[Video]

[eyestothesky]

[What was that? Oh nothing, just the feed flicking on to the sight of one big green eye, before a pink kitten nose was nudging at the lens of the drone’s camera. How did S’mores manage to turn that feature on? Who even knew? It wasn’t like she was telling, just starting in on nuzzling on the drone, her purr sending a nearby glass vibrating across the table it was sitting on. Other than the light filtering in through the partly-drawn curtains? The room being shown was dim, the mood entirely gloomy.

Which of course seemed to match the mood of the bot sitting in an armchair with a book in his lap, though he wasn’t paying the open text much mind, just frowning in the direction of the window, unaware that he was being filmed.]

Comments

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[ye_olde_engineer]

Hey, pal . . . need ta talk?

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[eyestothesky]

...Not rightly sure.

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[ye_olde_engineer]

In my experience, that's a yes.

How 'bout I come pick ya up? We can go for a drive. Gets ya outta the house at least.

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[eyestothesky]

...Sure. [If S'mores knew english she'd be delighted, her displeasure at Spine's mopey state was palpable nowadays.]

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[ye_olde_engineer]

All right. I'll be there shortly. See ya then.

[He cuts the feed and, sure enough, about fifteen minutes later, there's the roar of a high-performance engine that approaches, then slows to an idle just as there's a ping with audio on The Spine's comm drone.]

Hey, pal! I'm here.

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[eyestothesky]

Be out in a minute.

[Sure enough he was, just pausing to make sure that his cat had water and food before he headed out, optics dimmed slightly at the natural light after he'd spent so long in his darker apartment.

He spotted Wheeljack easily enough, letting out a soft huff of steam as he headed towards the engineer.]