"Red gets fraggin' conniptions nearly twice a week!" Shaking his helm, Cliffjumper tilted his helm back to squint up at the shadowed ceiling of the elevator. "Though doing that now means someone's gotta repair it later... At least there'd be the elevator to fall on if somethin' happened, I suppose."
He snapped his vocaliser off at that briefly before letting it turn back on again. It was doubtful Mirage would notice, or understand what it was for and that was perfectly fine with him because he didn't really want anyone to know about his issue about not having his feet on stable ground.
It wasn't even about heights, it was just... anything that led to being in the air with - a lot or not - air between him and the ground that was deeply unsettling.
Squirming, Cliffjumper scowled.
"Teletraan, how long until repairs are done?"
He actually really hoped Mirage's guess would be more correct than his---
"Up to half a joor as of current calculations. Apologies."
Grimacing, Cliffjumper huffed and glared at the floor.
"Thanks."
The freaky thing was that he couldn't tell if the apology was for the time they would spend trapped in the elevator, for the negative reply at all or because Teletraan somehow knew.
... Which it might. It might not be a sparked intelligence and definitely not a metrotitan, but it was a very advanced A.I with full connections to the Ark, and the only one who otherwise knew of Cliffjumper's little issue was Bumblebee... and he'd told him in the Ark.
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He snapped his vocaliser off at that briefly before letting it turn back on again. It was doubtful Mirage would notice, or understand what it was for and that was perfectly fine with him because he didn't really want anyone to know about his issue about not having his feet on stable ground.
It wasn't even about heights, it was just... anything that led to being in the air with - a lot or not - air between him and the ground that was deeply unsettling.
Squirming, Cliffjumper scowled.
"Teletraan, how long until repairs are done?"
He actually really hoped Mirage's guess would be more correct than his---
"Up to half a joor as of current calculations. Apologies."
Grimacing, Cliffjumper huffed and glared at the floor.
"Thanks."
The freaky thing was that he couldn't tell if the apology was for the time they would spend trapped in the elevator, for the negative reply at all or because Teletraan somehow knew.
... Which it might. It might not be a sparked intelligence and definitely not a metrotitan, but it was a very advanced A.I with full connections to the Ark, and the only one who otherwise knew of Cliffjumper's little issue was Bumblebee... and he'd told him in the Ark.