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Post by Mirage on Aug 25, 2009 13:24:08 GMT -5
Day 36, Semi-Private
Mirage is on a hunt.
He is hunting a small and pointy jet. Hunting in earnest this time, rather than just absently hoping to run into Skyblast.
Mirage has plans. >_>
Skyblast, Mirage has decided, needs a good spoiling. And who better to do that then Mirage, eh?
//Skyblast, love, give a mech a hint about where you might be, eh?// he calls over radio //I mean, I could track you down, but I'd rather save my energy for later.//
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Aug 25, 2009 14:12:05 GMT -5
What kind of hunt is it if Mirage just asks the prey where he is?
//A hint, huh? Well, where are you, Mirage?// Skyblast replies, apparently taking the hint business seriously. How can he give Mirage directions if he doesn't know where Mirage is? //I will say it's pretty cold out here, though.//
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Post by Mirage on Aug 25, 2009 14:54:02 GMT -5
Ah, but a hint in lieu of a track is not so much cheating as utilizing resources. For, yes, Mirage could eventually track down Skyblast, one leaves awfully little trail in a ship.
//Mmm, just leaving the barracks, dear. Thought I might find you in the sim room or such, and intended to check there next.//
//But...cold you say? And 'out here'?//
What on Cybertron is that lovely jet up to now?
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Aug 25, 2009 18:47:44 GMT -5
Skyblast rattles off a series of directions to Mirage that should take him from the barracks to... toward the nearest airlock?
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Post by Mirage on Aug 25, 2009 22:48:18 GMT -5
Mirage stands staring at the air lock door for several minutes.
//Skyblast...do not tell me you are actually outside the ship?//
Yes, Mirage sounds a tad. distressed. He isn't too keen on following the jet out, if that is the case. He likes to keep his stars at safe viewing distance, thank you very much.
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Aug 26, 2009 11:35:23 GMT -5
//Okay. I won't tell you.//
A long pause, and there is the sound of the tumblers inside the airlock turning. A hiss, and Skyblast steps into the area, some frost tracing across the jagged panels of his body as his cool metal hits the relatively warm air.
He folds his hands behind his back innocently and looks up at Mirage, all wide-opticed, as he admits, "But to tell the truth, I was."
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Post by Mirage on Aug 26, 2009 17:51:46 GMT -5
Mirage steps forward and tries to bundle the jet into his arms.
"But what on Cybertron for?' he exclaims, "Tsk. And you're so cold!"
Concerned spy is concerned, and if he managed to get an armful of point jet, Mirage is cuddling Skyblast close and trying to take away some of that chill. He knows the cold really isn't harmful, but it gives him an easy excuse for snuggling.
"Mmmm," he murmurs, "I missed you."
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Aug 26, 2009 20:42:11 GMT -5
Skyblast reaches a cold finger up to trace out some of the Language of the Primes on Mirage's lower arm, if he can. Skyblast can't read it at all. It's like a modern English speaker tracing out Linear A. Skyblast just likes the look. Jetfire could probably say that Skyblast has accidentally spelled out, 'buy Kremzeek Cola'.
While he does cuddle Mirage, he doesn't touch Mirage anywhere for more than a fraction of a second - he knows he's cold enough right now that he could stick to Mirage, if he's not careful.
"For nothing on Cybertron, my dear! I was looking for good spot to attack a wakeboard tow rope." Skyblast says this like it is the sanest thing the world. "Missed me, hmm? Maybe I ought to go walkabout outside more often, if it sends you looking for me."
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Post by Mirage on Aug 26, 2009 21:08:10 GMT -5
Mirage looks down at Skyblast, a curious expression on his face. "Wakeboard?"
Out of touch spy is out of touch!
"But yes, I missed you. We haven't had much time to enjoy each other's company as I'd like." Mirage tries to just barely touch his finger tips to Skyblast's cheek. He's mindful of the cold himself, now that he's over his initial worry.
He leans down a bit and murmurs, "I have a surprise for you."
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Aug 26, 2009 22:02:47 GMT -5
Skyblast gestures with a free arm, "Wakeboarding! You get a board, tie to a tow rope behind a shuttle or a spacer, and you balance on the board, holding the rope. Pretty fun workout."
Mirage feels wonderfully warm, Skyblast has to admit, though it's mostly a trick of perception. He waves the free hand dismissively, and he points out, tone light and teasing, "War does tend to get in the way of social activities."
His gold optics widen, tiny metal irises spiralling open, and his hand moves to his own chest for a moment. "Well, it won't be a surprise if you tell me you're going to surprise me, will it?"
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Post by Mirage on Aug 26, 2009 22:38:43 GMT -5
"Mmm, but we aren't in the middle of fighting now," Mirage half-sighs as he tries to nuzzle along Skyblast's helm.
"With luck, you'll still be quite surprised. I've been wanting to do something special for you for awhile, and only recently hit upon the what I hope is the perfect gift." he smiles fondly down at his friend and occasional lover.
He gently tries to urge Skyblast into walking alongside him.
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Aug 27, 2009 20:10:06 GMT -5
Skyblast accepts the nuzzle along his helm, standing up tip-toes for a moment before listening to the nudge and walking alongside Mirage.
Skyblast is starting to warm up a bit now, and he holds his finger and thumb out in the shape of an L, gazing up at Mirage, and looks thoughtful for a moment. Then, he shakes his head sadly, and he replies, sounding far more serious than he actually is, "But you're not wrestling Tracks in a pool of paint on top of an aircraft carrier, you're right here."
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Post by Mirage on Aug 27, 2009 23:02:38 GMT -5
Mirage stares at Skyblast for a moment.
He had no idea Skyblast found Tracks attractive! They have more in common than Mirage thought!
Then the spy laughs and tries to hug Skyblast tightly against him for a moment. "You are such a treasure!"
He quirks a browridge, "Would you like to see such a thing? Though I must say, I doubt Tracks would agree. He's rather proud of his paint job." There's still an undercurrent of amusement in his tone.
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Aug 28, 2009 20:22:34 GMT -5
Wait, is that a good stare or a bad stare? Any attention is good attention, it is true. Some attention is better attention, however.
But Skyblast gets a hug! A very good stare, then! "If I'm a treasure, you've got the key."
"I might," Skyblast admits. He rubs his chin and suggests, "What about Override, then? Or, oooh, Skid-Z! He looks sort of like you, but as the paint splashed all over you two, rendering you two the same hue, the differences would actually become more pronounced, as the removal of petty differences like colour and colour layout would bring the real structural contrasts into sharp focus."
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Post by Mirage on Aug 28, 2009 20:51:24 GMT -5
Mirage laughs again, "Love, you really do have a racecar fetish, don't you? Not something I'm used to seeing in a flier." Mirage's gaze softens a bit as he looks down at the jet. He really does fall a bit more in love with Skyblast every time they interact. "I would prefer Override, mainly because she and I have a bit of something to settle."
They walk for a bit longer, and they are soon turned in the general direction of the sim room.
"So tell me, if I were to indulge this sudden desire of yours to dabble in another form of performance art, would you afterward take extreme care in returning my paint job to its proper classic glory?
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