To be honest, Cliffjumper wasn't just not special operations, he also sometimes needed things to be spelled out for him.
"Planning..?" Staring up at Mirage, even if what the mech was saying now made sense, Cliffjumper suddenly felt ill and had to resist the urge to yell at Mirage to just get out.
Or storm out of the (his own) room himself.
"... Fine," Cliffjumper said, growling out the single word as he substituted stomping out to to stomp across the room to throw himself to sit on the berth. Not that he wanted to sit on the berth with Mirage in here, but he wanted even less Mirage to sit on it.
That was just inviting trouble - trouble his processor was already latching to with an eagerness that was just shamefully embarrassing.
"I guess you should sit down," Cliffjumper said, jerking his hand to the chair at the desk. It was adjustable, so all Mirage had to do for it to fit him was to adjust the height setting.
Cliffjumper and the other minibots had been relieved the Ark had those "amenities", mostly because as the war went on, they became less and less usual when resources dwindled or just got harder to access because the other faction was fighting just as hard to get at them or stop them from accessing or processing them.
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Date: 2014-12-27 01:42 pm (UTC)"Planning..?" Staring up at Mirage, even if what the mech was saying now made sense, Cliffjumper suddenly felt ill and had to resist the urge to yell at Mirage to just get out.
Or storm out of the (his own) room himself.
"... Fine," Cliffjumper said, growling out the single word as he substituted stomping out to to stomp across the room to throw himself to sit on the berth. Not that he wanted to sit on the berth with Mirage in here, but he wanted even less Mirage to sit on it.
That was just inviting trouble - trouble his processor was already latching to with an eagerness that was just shamefully embarrassing.
"I guess you should sit down," Cliffjumper said, jerking his hand to the chair at the desk. It was adjustable, so all Mirage had to do for it to fit him was to adjust the height setting.
Cliffjumper and the other minibots had been relieved the Ark had those "amenities", mostly because as the war went on, they became less and less usual when resources dwindled or just got harder to access because the other faction was fighting just as hard to get at them or stop them from accessing or processing them.