Tasha Walker
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She's got legs, she knows how to use them. She never begs, she knows how to choose them.
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Post by Tasha Walker on Oct 6, 2009 13:15:58 GMT -5
Blackarachnia cants her eyes down at Mixmaster. He seems...happy? What is it with these Decepticons and their enjoyment of being knocked on their afts with paralyzing poison?
Back to Hook. "You're still avoiding the answer."
A careful step forward, and she asks, "Do I have to web you artfully to the wall until you stop doing so? You would be surprised how patient and exacting I can be when searching for answers, Hook."
Her own voice has grown as soft as Hooks, and there's an edge to it, one perhaps not entirely her own.
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Mixmaster
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The chemlab on crack...I mean wheels.
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Post by Mixmaster on Oct 6, 2009 22:32:17 GMT -5
Hello. Mixmaster looks away from Hook and is making his way to his feet almost as soon as Blackarachnia moves forward. "Ohhh, webs. Wh-what questions are you avoiding, Hook? Is it one about your wand? Can I avoid questions about your wand, too?" Mixmaster giggles as cheerfully as always, straightening and flexing his fingers lightly.
His voice is higher and sharper than usual, as un-soft as the other two voices in the room aren't, and one hand goes to his hip, resting there easily.
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Post by Hook on Oct 7, 2009 14:15:06 GMT -5
"It seems what our interesting mutant picked up from you was the gestalt system," Hook says, voice quiet as he speaks to Mixmaster but not as soft as it had been. "She's hearing voices in her head."
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Tasha Walker
Minor
She's got legs, she knows how to use them. She never begs, she knows how to choose them.
Posts: 430
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Post by Tasha Walker on Oct 7, 2009 21:59:16 GMT -5
"So. My sudden lack of mental peace is part of your little merging thing?" she says, relaxing slightly *very slightly) and crossing her arms once more over her chest. The fact that she's doing so to keep from trying to throttle Hook is hopefully not terribly apparent. Why couldn't he just say that in the first place?
"I take it they are ghostings from your other partners, or some such?"
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Mixmaster
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Post by Mixmaster on Oct 8, 2009 22:09:42 GMT -5
Mixmaster's shoulders tense for a moment, before he relaxes. "Oh," he says, peering even closer at Blackarachnia now. He also steps closer to Hook, attempting to throw an arm around his teammate with a movement as natural to him as manipulating a vial full of ridiculously volatile chemicals. It's comfort of some sort or an attempt at it, if Hook's willing to take it, and an off-hand reminder to Blackarachnia that Hook isn't here alone. He isn't, and she is.
"P-probably!" Mixmaster answers her, cutting in shamelessly. "Th-though probably not, too. What voices are you hearing, hmm? Are they telling you destroy and dismantle us all? Because that might be them. Some of us are cranky."
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Post by Hook on Oct 9, 2009 11:03:01 GMT -5
"Do demonstrate basic cause-and-effect reasoning," Hook says contemptuously. "If it didn't start happening until after you pulled the gestalt systems from Mixmaster, then there is a likely connection there."
He does not resist Mixmaster's arm. In fact, basic touch and interaction with his gestalt-mate seems to be bringing him back on a stable mental footing.
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Tasha Walker
Minor
She's got legs, she knows how to use them. She never begs, she knows how to choose them.
Posts: 430
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Post by Tasha Walker on Oct 12, 2009 11:24:41 GMT -5
Blackarachnia grits her teeth, biting back a very uncomplimentary response to Hook's snarking. After a few seconds she replies.
"Of course it was connected to the download, but that doesn't mean it's leaking normal for him, you arrogant aft. For all I knew, he could be having a schizophrenic break and it leaked into the download."
"And I think I've had enough of their chatter. I'm going to go to the training room and work out them and whatever else I got from your dear relative out of my system."
She starts to stalk to toward the door.
OOC: She's easily enough catchable, guys, if you want to do so.
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Mixmaster
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Post by Mixmaster on Oct 13, 2009 22:00:11 GMT -5
"H-hey!" Mixmaster says, optics flaring and looking incredibly wounded. "What do you mean work what you have from me out of your system? You say that like it's a bad thing, you do!"
He shifts a bit without releasing Hook, as if to go after her, but instead decides that leaning against his teammate as much as he is physically able is the the better deal here and so long as Hook doesn't move -- and even if he does -- neither will Mixmaster, at least not easily. Besides, he can always attempt to get the information he wants out of Blackarachnia later, but in much more interesting ways. Oh yes he can. "Hook, tell her it's not a bad thing before she leaves! Tell her-tell her-tell her!"
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Post by Hook on Oct 14, 2009 13:28:38 GMT -5
"It's not a bad thing to want to work Mixmaster out of your system. And, really, if he were having a schizophrenic break, how would you even notice?"
Hook waves a hand dismissively as Blackarachnia attempts to leave. "Go. Work the voices out of your head and helm."
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Tasha Walker
Minor
She's got legs, she knows how to use them. She never begs, she knows how to choose them.
Posts: 430
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Post by Tasha Walker on Oct 20, 2009 15:33:45 GMT -5
"You have a point," she grinds out without looking back, "but I'd prefer not to find out by going through it with him."
And then she's out of the room and out of the thread.
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