The only thing Cliffjumper could think as the kliks crawled on, was that at least Mirage wasn't the size of Prime or anything. But neither was he a minibot, and there really was a lot of plating.
Were they really going to cover all of it?
He had to supress the annoyed mutter and settle down again, but the sudden hitch drew his attention away from his thoughts and the song that had been thrumming along underneath them, keeping them afloat.
Optics sharpening on the scene again, Cliffjumper frowned as he first couldn't see anything - and then Mirage shifted again, with another hitch and... yeah, he knew there would be pain.
That was why he'd stopped it originally, especially as it hadn't looked okay.
Now?
He shifted, glancing away. Mirage had agreed to this - it was on his own initiative, if Cliffjumper understood it right.
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Date: 2014-02-28 12:00 pm (UTC)Were they really going to cover all of it?
He had to supress the annoyed mutter and settle down again, but the sudden hitch drew his attention away from his thoughts and the song that had been thrumming along underneath them, keeping them afloat.
Optics sharpening on the scene again, Cliffjumper frowned as he first couldn't see anything - and then Mirage shifted again, with another hitch and... yeah, he knew there would be pain.
That was why he'd stopped it originally, especially as it hadn't looked okay.
Now?
He shifted, glancing away. Mirage had agreed to this - it was on his own initiative, if Cliffjumper understood it right.
That didn't make it easier.