"Hey---Gah!" There wasn't enough time to effectively protest his sudden airborneness before he was down on the floor again, standing up. The rattle as he hit the metal went all the way up to his sensory horns though, especially with how on-edge he still was.
Field flaring out along with a rev of his engine at Mirage's words, Cliffjumper raised his helm, chin jutting out as his hands slowly tightened into fists.
He'd messed up again. And just when he'd been intending to work up to an apology, but considering the reason he'd done it, Mirage's anger - which probably would be understandable by the end of this - was like someone had reversed the polarity of his EM field.
"Clearly I don't!" Briefly, resentment bubbling in his mind, Cliffjumper had the urge to yank himself free and just stomp out and not explain anything, but at the same time he wanted to make it clear he hadn't destroyed whatever had actually been going on out of spite or suspicion.
"But I can fraggin' well recognise pain, and--- and it looked like he was forcing you!" There were a lot of other words he wanted to say, explain it better, but nothing more came out as Cliffjumper made a scratchy, static-laced noise instead of more words, giving Tracks a glare before staring at the ground.
He did not look forward to having Mirage explain exactly what he'd interrupted and how much it had been destroyed by his bumbling right into it and... all this.
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Date: 2013-11-23 12:26 am (UTC)Field flaring out along with a rev of his engine at Mirage's words, Cliffjumper raised his helm, chin jutting out as his hands slowly tightened into fists.
He'd messed up again. And just when he'd been intending to work up to an apology, but considering the reason he'd done it, Mirage's anger - which probably would be understandable by the end of this - was like someone had reversed the polarity of his EM field.
"Clearly I don't!" Briefly, resentment bubbling in his mind, Cliffjumper had the urge to yank himself free and just stomp out and not explain anything, but at the same time he wanted to make it clear he hadn't destroyed whatever had actually been going on out of spite or suspicion.
"But I can fraggin' well recognise pain, and--- and it looked like he was forcing you!" There were a lot of other words he wanted to say, explain it better, but nothing more came out as Cliffjumper made a scratchy, static-laced noise instead of more words, giving Tracks a glare before staring at the ground.
He did not look forward to having Mirage explain exactly what he'd interrupted and how much it had been destroyed by his bumbling right into it and... all this.