"-I..ah...Y-yes, thank you. It's a pleasure-" The sputtering only lasted a moment, but it was more than enough to make his systems heat up in embarrassment.
::So what were you saying about not wanting to go this thing or have an escort, Prahm?:: Ironhide chuckled over the private line, his amusement all over his facelates.
::...You are not helping.:: He growled back. Ironhide's laughing response also did not help, but Optimus finally straightened up like the Prime he was supposed to be, basic manner protocols coming back online sluggishly. He managed to tear his optics away from her frame long enough to dip his head in a short greeting, and when he came back up, his optics were glued to her faceplates instead.
The docks never had any femmes around, their frames too easily crushed by the massive shipping crates, and the library...no one ever came there. He'd hardly ever come across a femme in his life, and the few that he had looking nothing like this one.
"I...hope you enjoy the event. Might I know the name of my company for the -ah, evening?"
Consort, yes, but he was not about to actually DO anything.
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Date: 2012-01-15 06:02 am (UTC)::So what were you saying about not wanting to go this thing or have an escort, Prahm?:: Ironhide chuckled over the private line, his amusement all over his facelates.
::...You are not helping.:: He growled back. Ironhide's laughing response also did not help, but Optimus finally straightened up like the Prime he was supposed to be, basic manner protocols coming back online sluggishly. He managed to tear his optics away from her frame long enough to dip his head in a short greeting, and when he came back up, his optics were glued to her faceplates instead.
The docks never had any femmes around, their frames too easily crushed by the massive shipping crates, and the library...no one ever came there. He'd hardly ever come across a femme in his life, and the few that he had looking nothing like this one.
"I...hope you enjoy the event. Might I know the name of my company for the -ah, evening?"
Consort, yes, but he was not about to actually DO anything.