Cliffjumper still didn't believe Mirage, and his stare probably broadcasted that loud and clear. He didn't like this. Mirage was usually pretty predictable; sort of high-strung, kinda snobby, irritable, and when it was right, surprisingly kind and considerate.
This?
This was just...
"You're sure?" Cliffjumper's frown refused to leave, and he cast a glare around the room again, eyeing the door. Mirage had leaned against that... Did these Paradronians have something like Bombshell's cerebro shells?
But what had Mirage just said? Familiar?
They hadn't ever been to Paradron---
Looking around the suite, which also made him scowl for another reason entirely, Cliffjumper frowned again.
Familiar.
... Mirage was a noble. Was that it? He was caught somewhere between disgust and exasperation, and still not entirely convinced that conclusion was the right one.
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Date: 2015-10-06 06:10 pm (UTC)This?
This was just...
"You're sure?" Cliffjumper's frown refused to leave, and he cast a glare around the room again, eyeing the door. Mirage had leaned against that... Did these Paradronians have something like Bombshell's cerebro shells?
But what had Mirage just said? Familiar?
They hadn't ever been to Paradron---
Looking around the suite, which also made him scowl for another reason entirely, Cliffjumper frowned again.
Familiar.
... Mirage was a noble. Was that it? He was caught somewhere between disgust and exasperation, and still not entirely convinced that conclusion was the right one.