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Post by RoundUp on Feb 15, 2015 23:41:51 GMT
The higher ups had their fancy family rooms, but all round up needed was a bedroom and a place where deputy could recharge and play video games.
The layout was simple, the main room you entered into via the hallway was a neat little lounge area complete with a widescreen TV, a comfy sofa and an energon chiller. Behind it was a bedroom complete with the standard wet room ensuite.
It wasn't much, but Deputy enjoyed crashing on the sofa and Round Up was either passed out on the bed or filling out a form on the desk next to it. -
Round Up had just opened up the room with his own pincode used on all doors. Letting Breechloader into the room, the lights were dim. Just enough to illuminate the room.
Its not much, but Deputy likes it.
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 15, 2015 23:51:00 GMT
Breech looks around. She'sslept in just about every kind of room, from top rate penthouses to cyberoach infested motels. Peoples rooms tend to echo their lifestyles, and Round's is pretty neat and tidy.
Not that it matters. This is, kind of, the first time Breech has been in the bedroom with a guy who isn't her brothers. Hotwire, on the other hand, has lots of experience.
"That's nice...but do you like it?"
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 16, 2015 0:03:10 GMT
Its efficient, I don't tend to do much sticking about here in the quarters. I'm out patrolling or in the arcade watching Deputy.
I can't complain though, its got all the mod-cons and everything I need.
The mech walks over to the energon cube chiller, opening its glass door to take out two cubes of Energon, offering one to Hotwire.
Lowgrade? Its nice to have someone share these with. I'm usually at the arcade with one after a week's patrolling.
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 16, 2015 0:14:38 GMT
"Well, if there's one thing me and Hotwire have in common, its that we can throw it back like wiper fluid," Breech accepts the cube, and sits on the old couch, squirming a bit, "It's a change to be able to drink it with anybody - and yes, I know that's terrible..."
Still, she only takes a sip. It's not like it's hers after all.
"I... I know I keep saying that I don't belong here but to be honest, I haven't felt like I belonged anywhere ever since I got turned..."
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 16, 2015 0:18:17 GMT
Round up joins her on the sofa and crosses his legs.
You were a mercenary were you not? You did a lot of travelling and i'm sure that didn't help with not belonging anywhere. Now you're here you can choose what you want to do.
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 16, 2015 0:29:50 GMT
"I know. In a way, I had a choice when I was a Merc. After all, the Institute failed to control me."
Breech feels her servos open and close nervously -she isn't afraid of the situation but... It's hardly something easy to think about. And shes pretty sure Round Up isn't asking for her choice right now but he's an Autobot and it hardly takes a genius to guess what he'd prefer her to do.
"I've done really terrible things. Sometimes I'm afraid that the world would be a better place without me in it."
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 16, 2015 0:40:19 GMT
Those bad deeds you've done may not be so easy to erase from your memory Breech, but people here accept you for who you are. Let us help you change, you've already been willing enough to get the Institute's shoddy programming out of your processor.
The mech takes another drink, sinking into the sofa a little more.
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 16, 2015 0:51:23 GMT
Breech nods, her knees rubbing together. Deep down, she has the feeling that no matter what she tells Round Up about her ugly past, he will tell her that she can overcome it. And seriously, in the circumstances, why keep trying to spoil that?
"I don't think you really know what you are saying," she speaks softly, finishing her cube in one easy shot, "But... Thanks for saying it..."
She leans her head sideways on Round Up's shoulder.
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 16, 2015 0:57:16 GMT
Round Up looks to his side, he puts his empty energon cube to one side. Reassuringly he placed a servo on Breech's, looking down to her.
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 16, 2015 1:11:34 GMT
Breech can feel some very childish impulses inside. But that's all they are, impulses. She doesn't have to be so stupid as to obey them. Even so, they make her cheeks heat up.
She squeezes his servo tightly in return, and stands up, "Well, um, it's pretty late... I could do with some sleep. You... You're still taking the couch, right? I don't mind..."
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 16, 2015 1:14:06 GMT
I don't mind at all Breech, you can take the bed. Better than sleeping on the prison beds.
The mech smiles, standing up.
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 16, 2015 1:20:34 GMT
"Meh. I've had worse."
Breech sits on Round Up's berth for a few seconds, before laying down and curling up.
"Goodnight, Round Up..."
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 16, 2015 1:23:18 GMT
Sleep well Breech.
The mech dissapears from the archway seperating the rooms and goes about setting up the sofa. Pulling a lever he transforms it into a bed, grabbing a pillow the mech supports his head with his arms and rests on his back, the lights in the room turn off slowly.
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 16, 2015 7:11:53 GMT
It's morning now, and Breech awakens like she always does - with a sudden snap, flailing around herself at a world that hates her and would kill her in a heartbeat.
Shouting at nothing, not only is she not sure of where she is, but who, too. If she had a split personality they would be vying for control. As it is, she's just so used to waking up as Hotwire that for a moment she panics. Mercenaries, like convicts, have their own personal language. And it has a lot of rude words to panic with.
In fact, the part of her that isn't panicking is surprised that she isn't screaming. She takes a deep ventilation and gets ready to start.
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 16, 2015 11:55:26 GMT
Round Up had been watching for sometime, he stood there at the entrance to her room.
Morning...
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 16, 2015 17:19:45 GMT
It is pretty impressive, the way she draws a rotor and makes it halfway across before she's properly awake.
Breech remembers where she is and grinds to a halt.
"Oh... Sorry Round Up, it's kind of a reflex action... Strange place, strange people..." She sags, finally relaxing and at the same time, surprised that she's glad to see him.
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 16, 2015 18:34:26 GMT
Do you do this all the time?
The mech pushes himself off the wall and enters the lounge area.
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 16, 2015 19:02:13 GMT
"Well...I've sort of done it before but... Those times the guys were pulling a blaster, only to become suddenly impeded by the loss of their heads..."
Breech sheathes her rotor again and reenters the little lounge, but hovers slightly in the doorway.
"So in a manner of speaking, no, I've never done this before."
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 16, 2015 19:58:41 GMT
Alright then.
Round Up had already turned his makeshift bed back into a sofa. He sits down again.
So what do you want to do today?
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 16, 2015 20:16:51 GMT
"I..." Breech looked at Round Up, rubbing the back of her helm, trying to think, "Well, I,m torn between a guided tour of the base, or getting out and seeing more of Earth. I haven't actually seen much of it so far."
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