"Yeah... I don't see how he'd get anythin' useful in, considerin' everyone's gonna be on alert, but you're right. The trip there, or probably right outside the court," Cliffjumper muttered, his optics brightening and looking away not just due to Optimus' smile and the fingers lingering against his own.
No, it was also because of the half-thought idea of if he refused, the large bodyguard was perfectly capable - as he'd demonstrated - of tossing Cliffjumper over his shoulder, and while he'd normally protest such a move...
"No, er... no problem." He backed away and picked up his own cube, feeling half guilty, half embarrassed over his thoughts which went further than the earlier one--- though remebering that they'd have an audience, and what he was going to have to do, killed any nascent fantasies dead, and Cliffjumper grimaced into the force-field window as he took a sip form his cube and stared down over the view presented.
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Date: 2012-02-18 10:47 pm (UTC)No, it was also because of the half-thought idea of if he refused, the large bodyguard was perfectly capable - as he'd demonstrated - of tossing Cliffjumper over his shoulder, and while he'd normally protest such a move...
"No, er... no problem." He backed away and picked up his own cube, feeling half guilty, half embarrassed over his thoughts which went further than the earlier one--- though remebering that they'd have an audience, and what he was going to have to do, killed any nascent fantasies dead, and Cliffjumper grimaced into the force-field window as he took a sip form his cube and stared down over the view presented.