Sitting up and rubbing the back of his helm, Cliffjumper grimaced at the clear dent he could feel; she'd had enough momentum and frame-weight behind her to slam his helm into the floor well and good.
::Ugh, yeah, I---:: Frag. Cliffjumper froze, Optimus' voice reminding him of what he'd said when swearing at the racer. Eyeing the drone in curious surprise, he tried to gather his wits and try to come up with an apology.
::I... er. Sorry 'bout what... uh, I said. Just somethin' we kinda... say to each other. Since racers ain't supposed to be slow.:: That explanation just made it seem worse, however, and his embarrassment made brief glitches drag the sentences out.
::Sorry.::
That insult, perhaps amusingly enough, was the first one he'd learned, and the only one Mirage had ever used intentionally in front of him about someone else; he'd used others, of course, but never when he thought - especially right at the beginning, when Cliffjumper was younger - Cliffjumper was around and able to hear them.
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::Ugh, yeah, I---:: Frag. Cliffjumper froze, Optimus' voice reminding him of what he'd said when swearing at the racer. Eyeing the drone in curious surprise, he tried to gather his wits and try to come up with an apology.
::I... er. Sorry 'bout what... uh, I said. Just somethin' we kinda... say to each other. Since racers ain't supposed to be slow.:: That explanation just made it seem worse, however, and his embarrassment made brief glitches drag the sentences out.
::Sorry.::
That insult, perhaps amusingly enough, was the first one he'd learned, and the only one Mirage had ever used intentionally in front of him about someone else; he'd used others, of course, but never when he thought - especially right at the beginning, when Cliffjumper was younger - Cliffjumper was around and able to hear them.