Morbid is something that Optimus is getting more and more familiar with, despite his reluctance.
Resting in a scrapyard definitely fits the 'morbid' bill, with him half-buried under a handful to help make it look that he'd been there for some time. Still, as the night watch's flashlight sweeps by, he can't help but mentally wince; his appearance is more dirty than dusty, a sharp contrast to the rusted hulks he's hiding amongst, and for a moment Optimus wonders if he's been outed [he'd been sure to adjust his paint, there's no Autobot symbols visible he can think of, what could he be wearing to make them linger so?]
...and then they simply move on, leaving Optimus alone. He distantly picks up a mutter of 'must've brought it in the other day without telling me' which...works. For now.
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we can ff if need be?
Date: 2014-08-29 02:26 pm (UTC)Morbid is something that Optimus is getting more and more familiar with, despite his reluctance.
Resting in a scrapyard definitely fits the 'morbid' bill, with him half-buried under a handful to help make it look that he'd been there for some time. Still, as the night watch's flashlight sweeps by, he can't help but mentally wince; his appearance is more dirty than dusty, a sharp contrast to the rusted hulks he's hiding amongst, and for a moment Optimus wonders if he's been outed [he'd been sure to adjust his paint, there's no Autobot symbols visible he can think of, what could he be wearing to make them linger so?]
...and then they simply move on, leaving Optimus alone. He distantly picks up a mutter of 'must've brought it in the other day without telling me' which...works. For now.