"Yeah, he did, so you ain't got anything to fraggin' worry about, I already said I'd do it!" Cliffjumper grumbled and stomped across the room to put the datapads down on the desk. He then shuffled them around until the one he'd been given by Jazz was beneath the other one.
Not from any sense of that he should hide even vaguely sensitive material, but rather because he didn't want Mirage to know it was there. For some reason. Also the fact that the mech could now see what his room looked like (despite that it hardly looked much different from anyone else's) made him want to squirm.
"So if that's what ya wanted to ask about..." Cliffjumper shrugged and wasn't sure if he'd rather have wanted that Jazz make it an actual order instead of just threatening it.
A potential month, living with Mirage? On an alien, possibly hostile planet?
... On the bright side, maybe his crush would finally get squashed by getting to know Mirage better.
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Date: 2014-12-26 12:12 am (UTC)Not from any sense of that he should hide even vaguely sensitive material, but rather because he didn't want Mirage to know it was there. For some reason. Also the fact that the mech could now see what his room looked like (despite that it hardly looked much different from anyone else's) made him want to squirm.
"So if that's what ya wanted to ask about..." Cliffjumper shrugged and wasn't sure if he'd rather have wanted that Jazz make it an actual order instead of just threatening it.
A potential month, living with Mirage? On an alien, possibly hostile planet?
... On the bright side, maybe his crush would finally get squashed by getting to know Mirage better.