More busy with attempting to get the collar off, Cliffjumper frowned at the question, briefly turning inwards, setting things running to check.
"... Looks fine. She didn't... Get far, really. Got a fraggin' processor ache from what she did to stop me from actively kickin' up a defense, but..." Cliffjumper muttered and kicked the downed femme in brief retaliation; he backed off after that, still frustrated with the collar.
Also nervous about one thing that'd be harder, and take longer, to unearth.
"Dunno if she got any viruses in, though. Ain't findin' anythin', but if they're sleepers..." Distractedly rubbing the top of his helm to feel the warped paint as much as an ineffective attempt at soothing the ache, Cliffjumper shook his helm.
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Date: 2011-12-05 01:17 am (UTC)"... Looks fine. She didn't... Get far, really. Got a fraggin' processor ache from what she did to stop me from actively kickin' up a defense, but..." Cliffjumper muttered and kicked the downed femme in brief retaliation; he backed off after that, still frustrated with the collar.
Also nervous about one thing that'd be harder, and take longer, to unearth.
"Dunno if she got any viruses in, though. Ain't findin' anythin', but if they're sleepers..." Distractedly rubbing the top of his helm to feel the warped paint as much as an ineffective attempt at soothing the ache, Cliffjumper shook his helm.