A week - sure, no problem (hopefully). That would probably not lead to too much of a mess or frustrations. A month however?
In more or less close quarters with Mirage? Having to pretend they were bonded?
Annoyance almost pushed away the sick, lurching dread.
"Fantastic. Better fraggin' not be a month." Cliffjumper barely managed to keep in the, admittedly spiteful, mutter about Mirage probably not wanting to leave at the end.
(And really, if he wouldn't want to, given that he'd always been somewhat... standoffish to direct action, no matter what he thought of the war or what the Decepticons worked for, Cliffjumper wasn't even sure he could begrudge him the chance.
More than one person probably would want to be able to not fight by now, but if they didn't... who then? With another grimace and a huff, Cliffjumper gave Jazz a wave after briefly pausing to see if the mech would bring anything more down on him, and then left.
He'd ignore this stupid datapad for as long as possible, but he knew he'd have to read it (and the data he'd downloaded from it) at least a few times before the week was up.
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Date: 2014-12-15 12:41 pm (UTC)A week - sure, no problem (hopefully). That would probably not lead to too much of a mess or frustrations. A month however?
In more or less close quarters with Mirage? Having to pretend they were bonded?
Annoyance almost pushed away the sick, lurching dread.
"Fantastic. Better fraggin' not be a month." Cliffjumper barely managed to keep in the, admittedly spiteful, mutter about Mirage probably not wanting to leave at the end.
(And really, if he wouldn't want to, given that he'd always been somewhat... standoffish to direct action, no matter what he thought of the war or what the Decepticons worked for, Cliffjumper wasn't even sure he could begrudge him the chance.
More than one person probably would want to be able to not fight by now, but if they didn't... who then? With another grimace and a huff, Cliffjumper gave Jazz a wave after briefly pausing to see if the mech would bring anything more down on him, and then left.
He'd ignore this stupid datapad for as long as possible, but he knew he'd have to read it (and the data he'd downloaded from it) at least a few times before the week was up.