kismet_loop | [video]

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tf: prime | breakdown

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[The little drone is looking down on a rather beat up looking blue mech. His red faceplate is marred by a huge hole where his left optic should be. The mists are still fading around him. After a moment his limbs twitch, and then he's surging upright and to his feet with a roar.]

[He stops, completely shocked by his surroundings. He's among graves. Simple stones marked with names ranging from clearly Cybertronian to more Human. Turning a slow circle he spots the drone and frowns.]

What the scrap is going on here?

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[Such a roar was the last sound Sam expected to hear, wandering the southwest---with what she knew to be there, it had always seemed serene enough; safe, certainly. Consequently, it's more curiousity than concern that brings her to the burial ground from the edge of earshot, until she gets her first glimpse of the probable source of the shout. What---whatever happened, it wasn't good, and she doesn't need to see the mech's face to know.]

...Hey?

[Breakdown spins around with a snarl and...pauses at the sight of a human. This one isn't in the same armor stuff as those from MECH, so he hesitates.]

What?

[She stops as he turns to her, but just for a beat---long enough to reweigh her plan of approaching and decide to press on, long enough her eyes happen on the hole where one of his once was and she grimaces. Even as she picks a path past stones, slowing and then stopping at what's not quite a conversational (but a seemingly 'safe') distance, she stares.]

Shit.

That---ah, that looks like it hurts like hell.

[There's a question there, and concern.]

[It...actually doesn't, but the fact that she's commenting on it has him frowning...in confusion.]

What about it?

Well, that, and it looks like it ought to be taken care of...? There's a hospital here, open to all comers; might be the only option. Can't say for sure, but it's your best bet---the one place there's bound to be somebody who can help.

[And she'll offer a shallow little shrug, uncertain.]

[Okay, now he's really studying this little human. Is she...really offering help?!]

You're...helping me?

[Offering help and apparently in earnest, although the exchange has been... a bit awkward. If she didn't already have the impression no-one here had heard what they were expecting to, that question would've cemented some suspicion.]

I'm meaning to try to? I can show you the way to the hospital, but that's about all I can do, since I don't know anything about patching up someone without skin.

[She shrugs again---this time, apologetically---before crossing her arms and looking down long enough to smooth the upturned edge of a shirt sleeve. A far cry from MECH's standard-issue armour, the shirt is just a simple tee; the cuffs can't quite come to and can't quite conceal the bars inked onto each arm.]

[He relaxes just kind of giving her a funny look.]

[After a moment he makes up his mind and takes a step towards her, reaching to scoop her into one large hand.]

[Given the Cybertronian's size and and stride, he's quite suddenly within scooping distance---Sam doesn't have a chance to do anything but start before she's abruptly up.]

Uh--!

[It's a bit awkward, but... not alarming, not really, since there seems to be no ill intent involved.]

Okay...

All right. Tell me where we're going.

[Hey, he's not risking his guide getting away.]

[Sam takes a moment to shift---best she's able---before she settles, deciding to just roll with this situation ~~since it's ultimately preferable to trying to match pace~~]

We're going to the nearest Gateway. There's a lot of ground to cover between here and the hospital, so: the shortcut. It's that way, [she points] and not far, for you.

[He looks at her....and moves in the direction indicated. The ground bridge is a familiar sight....seeing his rival's name on the side of it, though, has him frowning.]

What kind of joke is this?

Is what? They initially struck me as sort of sketchy, but I haven't heard of a mishap.

~~[Beware: Brundlefly.]~~

It's a ground bridge. Just...never mind. [He'll step up and poke at the controls.] Where are we heading?

~~[Holy hell, don't you dare bring that to his attention! He might actually drop you!]~~

~~[She's thought about it since her tour with Wing and has pointedly said NOTHING.]~~

Ultimately, up to the Northwest. Represent.

[Her humour a bit better for the 'represent' remark, she'll supply the code for the Gateway nearest the hospital.]

~~[Considering Knock Out's thing for horror flicks, it's a smart thing she keeps her mouth shut.]~~

Represent what? [Clueless bot.]

[And if she doesn't he'll look it up. He is familiar with this tech after all.]

~~[She'll share her thoughts with the class sooner or later, but they certainly aren't the sort of thing a new arrival---let alone one in need of medical attention---ought to have on his mind.]~~

Sorry, just... well, making a crack for myself 'cause I'd like to go home, to the Northwest Territories. Canada's.

[Hey, holding out on him would be rude.]

Huh...so you end up here the same way I did?

[Hold that thought, he's doing to walk them through the ground bridge really quick. On the other side he'll pause and look around, taking thing in.]

Yep.

[She'll continue after they've passed through the portal, and her new acquaintance has had a moment to get oriented.]

Different first few choice words, same sentiment. It hasn't been bad, but... being stranded kind of bites. Best part's been the people. So,

[She twists a little, turning as well as she's able to look to the big bot.]

I should probably ask who it is I'm talking to.

Uh...Breakdown.

...You?

[Well...there's the hospital. He'll just head that way now.]

Sam. Nice to meet you.

[She'd do the same, if she weren't only along for the ride.]

Uh...you too. [Wow...this was so odd.]

[He'll head in and it doesn't take long to be sent back to a room to be looked at. Lucky for Sam one of the nurses comments that it's not polite to hold humans like that, and so on his way to the room he'll shift his hold on Sam to let her sit in his palm.]

...sorry.

[She waves a hand before she settles to sit with her legs folded, hands pressed against the big bot's palm.]

'Sokay; no harm, no foul. I was going to let it slide, at least until you were looked at.

...But while we're at it, for the future; A word first, if you're wanting to snatch someone up, okay?

[His remaining optic flickers at her as he kind of peers at her awkwardly.]

Uh...right. [He...he could...say something before picking a human up. No big deal...right?]

[Sam is at least accustomed to being inspected, even if it's normally her ink drawing others' attention. Her response to the peering? A level look back.]

We're cool, then. I don't know what sort of shitstorm you're fresh out of, but it seems like the least I can do is cut you some slack.

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