::Well, you could, but I'd be fraggin' thankful if ya didn't,:: Cliffjumper sniped, wiggling his gun up at Mirage. Not that this mattered, really. He wasn't about to turn around and go out the way he'd gone in, because separating was a stupid idea.
Cliffjumper's reckless daring actions and charges came when a situation presented itself and that seemed the thing to do. It was hardly premediated on pure stubbornness... well, not usually.
And if Mirage found him noisy, Cliffjumper was, in turn, perfectly aware of that as well. He was trying, but he wasn't a spy - Bumblebee had tried to show him tricks to walk quietly even with their big feet, but he could never manage to quite get them. The difference in noise level between him and Mirage was, to his own optics, rather wince-inducing.
It was also impressive how quiet Mirage managed to be, really.
::Don't see what you're so slaggin' worried about we're doin' fi--- wha?:: Jerking to a stop, Cliffjumper almost walked into Mirage but managed to stop before that, and now that he was paying attention it wasn't hard to hear someone coming.
Narrowing his optics, Cliffjumper readied his own gun. Sure, it was just glass gas, but if Mirage didn't get the Decepticreep on the first try, a blast of gas would surprise the slagger and if nothing else, the gas's effect would be helpful later.
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Date: 2014-05-19 03:57 pm (UTC)Cliffjumper's reckless daring actions and charges came when a situation presented itself and that seemed the thing to do. It was hardly premediated on pure stubbornness... well, not usually.
And if Mirage found him noisy, Cliffjumper was, in turn, perfectly aware of that as well. He was trying, but he wasn't a spy - Bumblebee had tried to show him tricks to walk quietly even with their big feet, but he could never manage to quite get them. The difference in noise level between him and Mirage was, to his own optics, rather wince-inducing.
It was also impressive how quiet Mirage managed to be, really.
::Don't see what you're so slaggin' worried about we're doin' fi--- wha?:: Jerking to a stop, Cliffjumper almost walked into Mirage but managed to stop before that, and now that he was paying attention it wasn't hard to hear someone coming.
Narrowing his optics, Cliffjumper readied his own gun. Sure, it was just glass gas, but if Mirage didn't get the Decepticreep on the first try, a blast of gas would surprise the slagger and if nothing else, the gas's effect would be helpful later.