O: Optimus is grateful for the medics, even if the repairs were abrupt and somewhat painfully swift; he even manages to take the swarming servants in stride, far too used to taking orders at this point to argue. The complete cleaning and polish was thorough and rather relaxing after that panicked flight for their lives, and something his richer clients had often indulged upon him.
The addition of the decorative markings, however, was new and something he wasn't entirely sure about.
Flame outlines traced in copper and gold coloring across his plating seemed a bit much, especially for him, and he gave Cliffjumper a questioning glance the first chance he got.
CJ: Huffing at Mirage's back, arms crossed, but presenting no other protest, Cliffjumper turned to his bodyguard when he came out, shrugging at the glance before he even looked that much closer at the mech. When he actually paid attention, however, Cliffjumper wasn't sure about the flames either.
Sure, they added bold visibility and would catch light even where there was little, allowing for a striking silouhette with highlighted flames on a darker frame, but Cliffjumper wasn't sure Optimus needed that. The cleaning along with the polish had turned the red almost glowing, subtle but fitting the sort of attention he was meant to attract...
"Er..." Cliffjumper shrugged again, shaking his helm as he briefly looked away and tried to stop staring. Embarrassing, because while he knew well and good how imposing the mech was it was suddenly just... evident. Cliffjumper scowled at himself before turning back, resolutely ignoring queries about paying more attention to Optimus' chassis. The mech was his bodyguard, right now, nothing else, slag it.
And Cliffjumper coulod be stubborn, no matter what his patron had implied could be a safe option...
"Sorry, didn't know you'd get roped into that too." Cliffjumper grimaced as he lifted up one arm to stare at the silvery pattern, the frosted tone going well with the small, glowing points underlaying his own paint; Mirage had insisted, since apparently it added... whatever it was.
"Apparently this is 'cause it's a holiday as well as for the eight vorn anniversary of the Prime or whatever." Cliffjumper frowned at the door, and the next words were probably not exactly meant to be heard. "Ya know, I find it kinda... backwards it's got a charity element too when there were riots earlier..."
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The addition of the decorative markings, however, was new and something he wasn't entirely sure about.
Flame outlines traced in copper and gold coloring across his plating seemed a bit much, especially for him, and he gave Cliffjumper a questioning glance the first chance he got.
CJ: Huffing at Mirage's back, arms crossed, but presenting no other protest, Cliffjumper turned to his bodyguard when he came out, shrugging at the glance before he even looked that much closer at the mech. When he actually paid attention, however, Cliffjumper wasn't sure about the flames either.
Sure, they added bold visibility and would catch light even where there was little, allowing for a striking silouhette with highlighted flames on a darker frame, but Cliffjumper wasn't sure Optimus needed that. The cleaning along with the polish had turned the red almost glowing, subtle but fitting the sort of attention he was meant to attract...
"Er..." Cliffjumper shrugged again, shaking his helm as he briefly looked away and tried to stop staring. Embarrassing, because while he knew well and good how imposing the mech was it was suddenly just... evident. Cliffjumper scowled at himself before turning back, resolutely ignoring queries about paying more attention to Optimus' chassis. The mech was his bodyguard, right now, nothing else, slag it.
And Cliffjumper coulod be stubborn, no matter what his patron had implied could be a safe option...
"Sorry, didn't know you'd get roped into that too." Cliffjumper grimaced as he lifted up one arm to stare at the silvery pattern, the frosted tone going well with the small, glowing points underlaying his own paint; Mirage had insisted, since apparently it added... whatever it was.
"Apparently this is 'cause it's a holiday as well as for the eight vorn anniversary of the Prime or whatever." Cliffjumper frowned at the door, and the next words were probably not exactly meant to be heard. "Ya know, I find it kinda... backwards it's got a charity element too when there were riots earlier..."