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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Jun 11, 2016 10:34:19 GMT
This is the place where Skyspray was living now when he wasn't out in the field. It wasn't the biggest habitat but it was the Co-captain's suite, which meant it was quite roomy. It had a couple of rooms, when you first walked in you would end up in the living room where the TV, a couch, a small table and a couple of weapon stands were. It was mostly a dark green color that was covering the walls while the floor was light brown.
If you went to the right just as you came in there was a roomy "bedroom", Containing a quite big berth, a desk and three chairs. There was a window too that they had made, covered from sight from the outside by a hologram of the mountain. It was also made out of reinforced, transparent steel, so breaking it wasn't easy. This room contained a bit more, A photo of Sky as a sparkling, a photo of Sky after graduating from the Academy along with his fellow classmates and lastly there was a small photo turned upside down, with the motive towards the table it was on.
On the left was instead a refueling station, or a "Kitchen". There was a locker in there which contained energon cubes, there was a sink and such for washing off if any was spilled. A bigger table was situated in there too and a couple of chairs were standing around it. Nothing special about it.
There was one other room too, one which was locked all the time. It was on the far side of the quarters and if anyone tried to enter it without permission.... things got bloody really fast.
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Post by RedOptics on Jun 11, 2016 18:30:29 GMT
Dia finally reached the door to the Prime's quarters, tilting her helm a slight before looking down. Should she really do this? Only a short rest... then I'll leave him his privacy. Then let the door open for her and walking in, looking around with serious but curious optics. It was huge, probably to accompany his sheer size. It really was more luxurious than her single roomed living space, in which she didn't use much, or probably even remember where it was. Oh well, she took the time to look around, not bothering or wanting to pry on his privacy by looking into every crook and cranny. Instead she looked for the only room that would let her rest in peace. Finding it, Dia inspected the large berth and managed to weakly climb onto it, flinching as her leg was still naturally healing and sat on the edge to inspect it. Soon she'll be back up to her speed again. Sighing softly, she laid down and curled up, flattening her audios and feeling small on the slab, only to close her optics.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Jun 17, 2016 15:06:01 GMT
There were some slight echoes as Sky approached his quarters, his heavy footsteps echoed in the hallway outside. He nodded towards a couple of protectobots passing by before turning to the door, tapping in the code which allowed him to enter. There was a number of ways to enter but Sky preferred to use the code. The door slid apart with a soft hiss and Sky entered his living space. He vented and went over to the energon storage, took an energon cube and drank it. Refueling was an important thing and he had to stay in top shape. He had a faction to lead now, it was a huge responsibilty but he was sure he could manage. He began to loosen his chest armor as it has a big hole in it from the predacon's fire. He had his spare armor in his recharging room so he had to enter that to be able to replace it. The Prime grunted, turned around and walked out of the kitchen and towards the bedroom.
He entered the room and didn't notice anything different. He now completely removed the armor and dropped it on the floor with a semi-loud "Clang". Now he had to fix the new one. There was just one problem and that was that the armor was most likely too small as his upgrade to Prime had made him a bit larger. He tapped a couple of buttons on the wall and a few arms came down and began to scan his upper body to make sure the armor would fit. The sound of machines starting to work was heard above him, the arms went up again and he turned around and overviewed the room. His gaze stayed on somethig that wasn't supposed to be there: another bot. He had forgotten that Diamond was there too but there was nothing he could do about that now. He had no idea of how much she had heard or seen.
So... You are still here. You're welcome.
Sky smiled lightly before the arms came down again, this time carrying his new armor pieces. He put his arms straight out, allowing for the armor to get applied more easily. It didn't even look like his pistons were using any force at all. The armor was now put on, both from the front and back, eventually locking into place. He lowered his arms and went over to his desk where he sat down on the chair, turning it around and observing Dia.
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Post by RedOptics on Jun 17, 2016 16:26:20 GMT
Diamond froze when her sensitive audios picked up the sound of Sky entering and multiple second thoughts swam through her helm. She watched in silence as he did his thing with naturally narrow optics. No wonder he was chosen as Prime. Quickly brushing the thought from her mind, the femme's optics snapped to his when he spoke, only making her face turn into a subconscious scowl. As he sat down, Diamond's optics only followed him, giving him a hard stare before flipping around to face a direction other than his, hiding her pained winces. Flattening her audios, she stared at the berth, optics only open a slit. Why did I accept such an invitation? This is so wrong... not to mention embarrassing...! Dia scolded herself, gaining an expression of confusion and regret.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Jun 17, 2016 17:32:12 GMT
He could see that she was looking at him, he also felt her gaze. He couldn't help but wonder what was going on in her mind right now. He'd admit that if he had been in her position, he would have been very awkward too. It wasn't every day that you accidentally saw someone change armor, especially not the guy in charge of your entire faction. As she turned away from him, he sat and watched her for a little bit. It was nice to just look, but he couldn't do that all day. He pushed the chair a bit further in her direction and smiled at her, although she didn't see it as she was looking away.
Is everthying alright? You seem a bit... bothered. Is there anything I an help you with?
Sky wasn't the best at starting conversations that wasn't part of the military area, but at least he tried. He was a bit nervous too, because of obvious reasons.
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Post by RedOptics on Jun 17, 2016 18:00:15 GMT
"Nothing's wrong. I'm fine." The femme's voice was like knives cutting through one's throat. Cold and sadistic. Diamond shifted a little, shrinking a bit more as she could feel him just behind her. How could he sneak up on anyone? The guy was massive compared to many! Ugh, maybe she was just over exaggerating. "You gonna stare at me like that all day or what?" His optics burned into her armour, and she swore she could hear her paint sizzling. The atmosphere of the room had changed a big deal since his arrival, and her plan of leaving before he turned up clearly was out of the question. Flexing her claws, it felt as though that by not keeping an eye on the bots around you you were vulnerable to an attack. It was instinct, she couldn't help it.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Jun 17, 2016 18:55:42 GMT
Good. But you could tone down the attitude just a little..
Sky said with a smirk as he got up from the chair and sat down on the berth. Her voice was hard. It wasn't a pleasant tone she had, hopefully that would change before this conversation was over. He could sense that she was uncomfortable, just by the way she acted. Maybe he was intimidating her, maybe it was something else... He heard her ask how long he would stare at her, and he looked away a little bit.
Well I have nothing better to look at.
That was hs simple comment and he made no further comments about it. He didn't move much closer but sat only a short bit closer diagonally behind her. She could reach him if she tried to.
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Post by RedOptics on Jun 17, 2016 21:32:24 GMT
"I don't have a damn attitude... well fine, maybe just a little. But don't expect me to be all giggly and happy." Then she huffed at his statement, turning onto her back then sitting up. "It's rude to stare." Her tone did narrow down to the range of drop dead to 'I'm not speaking any louder'. But her optics did soften a tad as she respectfully paid attention to him, now allowing her optics to study him any lower than her target. She could see that he was a happy mech, in or out of his shell it was clearly visible. Trying not to cringe in his bright aura, she dropped her gaze to her knees in which she hugged. Was her being uncomfortable a tease to him? It sure felt like it.
What distaste she suddenly had. Diamond suppressed her negative thoughts, and tried to look on the brighter side, which was extremely difficult and stressful. Don't change now... keep Deatheye hidden.... She growled softly to herself in her helm, expression faltering.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Jun 18, 2016 4:49:22 GMT
I nevery said something about giggly and happy. Just thought it'd be nice if you weren't as snappy.
Sky shrugged a little. He just said what he thought, and that was basically it. He glanced back over at Diamond, watching her lay down before sitting up again, this time watching him. He smiled a bit more towards her, trying to lower her feeling of uncomfortableness.
What if I just look then? Is that better than staring?
Skyspray asked the femme jokingly. He wasa happy mech, that was true but it was also far from the truth. He seemed happy on the outside, all his repressed anger was on the inside. The frustration and sorrow from a time long past. It was not in a state he wanted to be seen in, thus he just kept it all inside. Now she began hugging her knees, looking more uncomfortable. Skyspray had no real idea of what to do, maybe.... He moved a bit closer to her and laid a servo on her knee, looking at her with his warm, grass green optics.
Is there anything I can do to make you feel less uncomfortable?
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Post by RedOptics on Jun 18, 2016 12:53:56 GMT
The femme sighed, looking in the other direction. Diamond glanced at his large servo when it rested on her knee, making her look back. There was the smallest of twinkles in her optics as she felt forced to look into his again. There wasn't anything negative this time, she only wondered what he saw in her. "What do you want with me?" She changed the subject with a small voice, her glossa not even making the smallest sound of a snake. Genuine confusion is what she was right now, and a non-hostile look was rather rare. There was no chance of a trigger now as the situation calmed down a little, and Diamond was glad her other side wouldn't pop up and ruin the party. The femme stopped shifting, and looked down at his servo. He could kill me so easily... tear me apart then crush all that's left.... But, he's a gentle giant....
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Jun 18, 2016 14:45:46 GMT
His smile was the same as it had been all the time since they had began talking. His optics focused hers as much as possible, as she liked to look away a lot. Maybe she didn't like it, but at least she did it a lot. Diamond didn't sound so hostile when she spoke this time, which was a good sign. That showed that they had made progress and Sky liked that. Sky felt obliged to answer too and did so, rather honestly.
I want to get to know you, behind your obvious mask. And I want you to feel a bit less uncomfortable around me. Heh.
Sky added jokingly at the end, still not taking his optics off of her, for two separate reasons. One, because his attention was directed at her because he liked to pay attention to the ones he spoke to. Two, ..he didn't actully know. There was something about her that made him want to know more. She was also pleasant to look at, the colors didn't hurt his optics.
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Post by RedOptics on Jun 18, 2016 15:04:45 GMT
"I'm not exactly... I'm not someone that's easy to figure out... you know. Hell, not even I've figured myself out yet...." Diamond shook her helm, loosening up a bit. "It's not a good thing to know me." Looking down, she kept her voice low as she lowered her audios with a soft whir. It was true, Diamond didn't want anyone to hate her in this faction, and she felt as though it came with the package of being remodeled by the worst group of bots yet. She was glad she didn't remember it, but the programming had always been there, locked away until the first switch broke the lock. But even yet it was still very difficult to trigger Deatheye out of her hiding spot, and it was never really a good thing. But Skyspray seemed eager to befriend her, and she appreciated that deep down, but the fear of losing someone always made her walk away. I'll allow it just this once. If you think you can mess it up for me, go ahead Deathy. I don't care. She told herself, arching her back a little to sit straight and her expression hardening without her realizing.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Jun 18, 2016 15:58:12 GMT
Neither am I. But I still try. Many people tried to figure me out, My father, The rest, my teacher and my friends. When everyone else was having combat training, I did something else. It wasn't interesting to me, I already knew what they taught the rest. Why is it a bad thing to know you though? Have you committed mass genocide? Are you wanted on multiple worlds for serious crimes? I don't think so, therefore I see no issue in getting to know you.. closer.
Sky wasn't speaking in a overly serious tone, but there was a meaining in his words. His own combat experience in young years already exceeded many fully grown bots. He spoke from experience, and he knew what it was like being within the same group that had remodeled her. Sky actually had known her before she was remodeled and had intereacted with her in a forest. He couldn't remember where though, but now she was different and he liked it. He noticed a shift of movement in her body, she tensed up a little. Sky kept observing her and moved a bit closer, still resting a servo on her knee but moved it down her leg now, towards her pede.
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Post by RedOptics on Jun 18, 2016 16:29:13 GMT
"Not.. mass genocide... Dia took in a breath then paused to look at the Prime, "At one point, a very short point, in my life... I may have worked for the DJD... It wasn't long before I remembered who I was. A good friend of mine explained to me what happened, and the day I-- we killed Vos, it was clear. There's that little back story. So I don't really remember much of anything, so I don't really know...." The femme explained, waiting for him to yell or try to arrest her. Her optics filled with shame as she looked down, tapping her claws on the berth and ignoring the shiver she got from the unusual touch. "What I'm saying is that I am an amnesiac... sort of.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Jun 18, 2016 17:42:57 GMT
Good, because I have. You see, You worked for them, I was one of them. For my first years, that was where I belonged. I've seen worlds fall, millions die. I've witnessed things, horrible things. I have done almost equally horrible things. You say you are an amnesiac, I sometimes wish I was. My point is, we all get second chances and when we do, we have to take them and do something great with them. Speaking of Vos.. I have his face here.
Sky took out the face which Vos had once had, but now never needed anymore. It was in the same condition as it had been the day he died. Skyspray didn't feel any sorrow for his dead uncle, if anything, he was happy that the mech was dead. He could understand Dia's feelings, he himself had had an identity crisis when he was younger, two actually. One before he left the decepticons and one when he joined the bots. He still didn't know if he had made the right choice but right now, it felt like what he did was right. He kept stroking her leg, smiling a bit at her before putting the face back in its spot in his subspace. He diverted his attention back to his femme company and tilted his helm a little. The Prime moved his servo away from her leg and laid it on her arm instead, it just felt right doing so in this moment.
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Post by RedOptics on Jun 18, 2016 18:41:40 GMT
As soon as the mask came into view, Diamond felt a wave of sudden hatred wash over her, and she did everything in her power to over come the urge to snatch it from his servo and tear up into a million pieces. Taking in a sharp breath, she calmed down after he put it away. The femme knew she wasn't the only one with a seriously dark past. Well, more serious than hers at least. Dia looked at him with more respect rather than pity now however. "How did you get by the fear that there's someone that doesn't appreciate you in the base for such a life?"
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Jun 18, 2016 19:20:21 GMT
I basically never did. It was obvious in the beginning that they didn't like me, except my adoptive family. So what I did was to prove myself useful. Show that I have kind of changed. That I transformed.
He nodded a bit as he recalled just how his early days had been. He had been through happier moments, that was for sure. Being the outcast wasn't fun, but eventually he had made some friends, and soon he rose in the ranks until he now had become Prime. It really was a remarkable journey.
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Post by RedOptics on Jun 18, 2016 19:46:32 GMT
"Sounds like quite the journey..." She murmured. Diamond glanced at the servo on her arm, not really wanting to shrug it off as she hasn't had any kind of interaction with anyone for a bit. It was comforting, and her uncomfortable state soon melted. "Do... you always make friends this way?" Dia asked awkwardly, curling in her servo that lay against the slab, meaning for the question do be more a joke as she put on the friendliest face possible for her abilities, which was just not scowl.
The femme stretched out on leg so that she wouldn't cramp up, and kept her tanks silent as they growled softly. Her tired state allowed her to be less productive in conversation.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Jun 18, 2016 20:46:24 GMT
It has been quite a journey indeed. But I think the future has a lot to bring too, don't you think so?
Sky chuckled slightly and lowered his servo, tracing it down to her servo and then down, following her leg to her pede. It was nice and smooth, actually kind of pleasant to touch. She asked a question and Sky smirked a bit.
No, I don't. This is the first time. Is it working? Uhm... nice finish on the legs by the way..
Sky smiled a bit awkwardly but he really wasn't that bothered. And what he said was true after all. As he looked at her face again he noticed that she weren't looking like she swallowed a lemon, and that was a good thing in this case.
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Post by RedOptics on Jun 18, 2016 21:07:24 GMT
Dia blushed a little when he complimented her finish, trying to hide the warming metal by looking down and hoping he didn't notice it. Um, thanks... I think?" Do I compliment him back? Or do I just blush like an idiot? Questions bombarded through her helm in an endless rampage. His servo felt... odd, nice even, on her armour, and kinds just wanted to hold it against her for as long as she could. Eugh, she wanted to throw up. Too much sweetness and 'girly' thoughts. She was a war machine for crying out loud! She shouldn't be... you know, like this. In her helm this sort of thing ran wrong, but she never really stopped herself from feeling towards someone, now did she? This sure wouldn't be the first time.... Especially not. A crush? Was it? Crushes were normal to have, or maybe not.
Ugh. Her processor felt like surging. Just fragging go with it. "Uh, you were great today... er, in battle. Not even I could take that many hits.... You're tanker class, yes?"
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