The Start of Something Interesting...
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red_diode_districtThe day was calm, with no recent Decepticon attacks, and none suspected to be incoming for some time. The cons were too busy licking their wounds from the last battle, one that the Autobots had decidedly come out ahead on. The celebrations had gone on long into the night and the recreation room was already a mess.
Thus, it was the perfect chance for a lone Autobot to slip casually outside.
Mirage had no shift currently scheduled, so he was free to spend his time as he pleased. He certainly made no move to hide his departure, greeting his comrades in the halls on the way out, but the box in his hands remained unopened despite any passing curiosity. It was quietly shifted into subspace before long, and the former noble shifted into alt mode just as smoothly when he reached the doors. Despite the completely inappropriate earthen race car mode, the mech had little trouble self-adjusting before driving off into the forest covering the mountain, for business unknown...
Thus, it was the perfect chance for a lone Autobot to slip casually outside.
Mirage had no shift currently scheduled, so he was free to spend his time as he pleased. He certainly made no move to hide his departure, greeting his comrades in the halls on the way out, but the box in his hands remained unopened despite any passing curiosity. It was quietly shifted into subspace before long, and the former noble shifted into alt mode just as smoothly when he reached the doors. Despite the completely inappropriate earthen race car mode, the mech had little trouble self-adjusting before driving off into the forest covering the mountain, for business unknown...
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Date: 2015-11-19 11:04 pm (UTC)Cliffjumper... liked him?
Well, no, not necessarily. But he was apparently attracted to him. Which was very different. The more ugly, self-confident parts of his processor argued he shouldn't be surprised- he wasn't under any delusions about his looks, after all. He'd been designed to the height of attractiveness when the Towers still stood, after all. But the idea of a minibot who actively seemed to dislike him and everything he had stood for at one point, being attracted to him?
He could honestly say the idea had never crossed his mind.
Despite growing...fond of the little mech during the trials and tribulations between then as of late. Cliffjumper was something of a energon crystal in the slag; there was apparently much more too him than he first appeared.
But now the question was: what should he do about it?