"What? We can just---gah!" It was probably more testament to how unprepared he'd been for Mirage to grab his wrist as well as the parachute and then tug that the noise slid out, rather than Cliffjumper loosing any footing in his surprise.
"You can't be fraggin' serious---!" Tugging on his arm, Cliffjumper stopped.
Mirage totally was serious.
He was also probably absolutely correct, and the potential heat they could scrounge up between them was very attractive. But that meant sitting right next up to Mirage and...
And it wasn't like he - technically - disliked the idea.
He just fragging well didn't want to because... because this was worse than the elevator and he'd accidentally slipped there. Even if Mirage hadn't been able to tell what the slip meant.
Shifting on his feet, Cliffjumper glared at the craggy, icy rockwall of the cave and finally huffed.
"Fraggin' blasted slag. Fine!" Ducking his helm to try and hide the flare - dimmed from the pulled resources from non-essential systems and processes, but still there - of his blush, Cliffjumper scowled and dropped down between Mirage's knees.
This was embarrassing and he couldn't believe he was agreeing to this!
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Date: 2014-07-08 11:38 pm (UTC)"You can't be fraggin' serious---!" Tugging on his arm, Cliffjumper stopped.
Mirage totally was serious.
He was also probably absolutely correct, and the potential heat they could scrounge up between them was very attractive. But that meant sitting right next up to Mirage and...
And it wasn't like he - technically - disliked the idea.
He just fragging well didn't want to because... because this was worse than the elevator and he'd accidentally slipped there. Even if Mirage hadn't been able to tell what the slip meant.
Shifting on his feet, Cliffjumper glared at the craggy, icy rockwall of the cave and finally huffed.
"Fraggin' blasted slag. Fine!" Ducking his helm to try and hide the flare - dimmed from the pulled resources from non-essential systems and processes, but still there - of his blush, Cliffjumper scowled and dropped down between Mirage's knees.
This was embarrassing and he couldn't believe he was agreeing to this!