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Post by RoundUp on Feb 19, 2015 2:49:19 GMT
The mech held her and stroked the back of her helm.
Its ok Breech, just let it out of your systems.
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 19, 2015 3:03:14 GMT
Breech concentrates on Round Up; on him holding her and trying to comfort her...
By degrees, she manages to bring her ventilations to a calmer level. She's not crying, because she's not actually sad. But she can feel the meltdown of rage ready in the back of her head, urging her to blow up and start screaming again.
Finally, with considerable difficulty, she unclenches her fists. There are marks in her palms, she dug in so tight.
"I didn't mean to, but I just couldn't stop it," she tries to explain shakily, not looking up at him just yet. Her rotors, just before fully fanned out like the tail-feathers of an angry peacock, now close and relax slowly, though they are still rattling, "It's been so long since I've felt anything at all..."
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 19, 2015 13:12:03 GMT
Its all right Breech, emotions are what seperate us from the true monsters in life.
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 19, 2015 13:25:19 GMT
Breech knows she isn't the most stylish of femmes. She's more stocky, generally rounded with wide shoulders and an aft that could be best described as 'huge'. But after a long moment she sags and relaxes again, trembling slightly from the tension.
"Thanks," she leans her helm more on Round Up's shoulder now, "Thanks for being... for not..."
She puts her servo gratefully on the shoulder she's resting her helm on.
"I just... don't want to be alone again, y'know?"
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 19, 2015 13:28:12 GMT
You don't have to be alone Breech, I'm here. I'll always be here.
The mech puts a servo around her other shoulder and then looks out to the sea once more, enjoying the tranquil surroundings.
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 19, 2015 13:38:33 GMT
Breech finally relaxes fully and smiles, nuzzling a little into the crook of Round Up's neck, putting her other servo on his chassis lightly.
"Of course you are. You're my Parole Officer."
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 19, 2015 13:41:38 GMT
Round Up vents out a little, his chest expanding and then contracting.
I guess I am aren't I? You can count on that
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 19, 2015 13:47:06 GMT
Breech can feel her cheeks warming up again. Being in Round Up's arms feels very comfortable. And very safe too.
"Which means, um... it's only right and, um... lawful that you, um... stay as close to me as, um... possible?" she suggests, tensing up and trembling a little in his arms, remembering what he said just before she had her blow-up.
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 19, 2015 13:49:02 GMT
I can do that for you Breech, if you need someone to watch over you that is.
His face farms up a little, was this the beginning of a relationship?
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 19, 2015 13:57:02 GMT
Breech's rotors are starting to fan out and rise again. She has the feeling of what she would very much like to do right now. But what if it's too soon? What if she's reading the signs all wrong?
She has the feeling that if Breech had been given the chance to live, instead of Hotwire, she would be just as comfortable flirting with just about anybody and anything. Which is why it's so embarrassing and worrying to feel otherwise with Round Up.
She gathers herself up, and kisses Round Up on the cheek, to see how he'll react.
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 19, 2015 14:45:44 GMT
Round Up's face reddened very quickly, this femme had feelings for him and he knew that he did too... he didn't care what the others thought of her. She could change...
Breech I...
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 19, 2015 16:35:57 GMT
Breech pulls away fast, trying to hide her face again, although Round Up catches a flush of red that rivals her paint job.
What are you thinking?! You're neutral, and a criminal, and a mercenary, and a murderer, and messed up in the processor! He's an Autobot enforcer! AND he's the guy who's trying to make sure you don't go on an Autobot killing spree! You've just embarassed the both of you infinitely!
"I... apologise, officer. It won't happen again..."
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 19, 2015 18:09:22 GMT
The mech smiles.
You can do that any time you want Breech.
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 19, 2015 18:28:03 GMT
"I can?" Breech swallows awkwardly, knowing the next thing is going to really get her into trouble, "Well... how about this?"
She kisses Round Up lightly on the lips.
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 19, 2015 19:06:33 GMT
Any further and I'll have to bring out the cuffs again Breech...
the mech teases.
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 19, 2015 19:16:25 GMT
"S-sorry..."
Breech feels terribly muddled now, almost wishing she hadn't done anything. She rests the side of her helm against Round Up's chassis, trying to feel his spark beating, even as she watched the waves and the sea.
Even so, she grins.
"But I'm no stranger to cuffs. You'll have to try harder than that."
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 19, 2015 19:21:56 GMT
Maybe when we're ready for that stage Breech, right now lets enjoy the sunset.
Round Up rubs her arm a little, with his free servo he pulls out two cubes of energon from a pouch, placing them on a rock.
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 19, 2015 19:31:31 GMT
Breech is trembling a little from how tense she is right now. She's still not sure she did the right thing. In fact she's increasingly sure she didn't.
She takes one of the cubes, her servo shaking a little, "I... I think I did the wrong thing..."
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 19, 2015 20:38:30 GMT
Are you sure about that? At least give this a try...
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 19, 2015 20:45:34 GMT
"It's not that I don't want to..."
Breech tries to steady herself.
"There's a spy in your base. I know it, I just know it... And I moved too soon anyway, and I'll get you into trouble... And frankly, it astonishes me that I care about any of that, and I just feel like..."
She looks into Round Up's visor.
"I feel like it'll go wrong, like everything in my life always seems to do."
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