"Uh-huh," looking up from where he'd been tucked against Mirage's back and scowling at the snow and ice passing them to the side, Cliffjumper frowned at the stark interplay of dark rock and pale ice.
It was a good thing they had far easier to adjust their visual input than humans did, because it meant the glare could be cut out and...
Scrunching up his nasal ridge as he squinted, Cliffjumper tapped Mirage on the shoulder and pointed past him, slightly to the left from where he'd been going.
"Over there. Might just be a fraggin' deeper crack or shadows or whatever, but..." In fact, Cliffjumper would, in his current cold, frustrated situation, bet on that it was nothing but a dip in the rock too shallow to shelter them...
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Date: 2014-07-04 12:04 pm (UTC)It was a good thing they had far easier to adjust their visual input than humans did, because it meant the glare could be cut out and...
Scrunching up his nasal ridge as he squinted, Cliffjumper tapped Mirage on the shoulder and pointed past him, slightly to the left from where he'd been going.
"Over there. Might just be a fraggin' deeper crack or shadows or whatever, but..." In fact, Cliffjumper would, in his current cold, frustrated situation, bet on that it was nothing but a dip in the rock too shallow to shelter them...
But maybe he was wrong.