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Post by RoundUp on Feb 16, 2015 20:22:51 GMT
I know a nice little neutral ground we could go to. Its a common retreat for most Autobots.
Round Up stands up, stretching out.
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 16, 2015 20:32:26 GMT
"Hmmm. Somewhere I would neither be shot, or run the risk of being shot..."
Breech grinns jokingly, "I like the sound of this place. What's it called?"
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 16, 2015 22:02:19 GMT
Its gone by the name of Ruin and Salt, its an island off the south of Greece in Europe.
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 16, 2015 22:42:44 GMT
Breech smiles, "I've never heard about the place... But it sounds good."
And to her surprise, she means it. Round Up may be a cop but he's got an honest, steady vibe emanating from him that she doesn't see in many other people.
"YouD be able to... to ... You know the way, right?"
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 16, 2015 23:09:46 GMT
Yeah, we have groundbridge co-ordinates set up for it, I'll show you to the control room.
Round Up presses a button beside the doorway out into the halls, the door slid open with a hiss of pneumatics.
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 16, 2015 23:36:04 GMT
Unsure of where the Control room is, Breech decides to follow Round Up.
She has to admit that she's glad he's there. Announcement or not, she's not convinced shed be welcome in the base if she was walking around alone.
"It's a date, then?" she jokes.
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RoundUp
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 16, 2015 23:48:39 GMT
Sure
replied the mech. Leading her to the control center.
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 16, 2015 23:50:16 GMT
She follows.
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 20, 2015 3:55:12 GMT
The door to Roubd up's room opens up and the brown mech leads Breech in. Unsure of whether she would want him to stay by her side tonight
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 20, 2015 12:35:01 GMT
Breech can't help but hate - really, really hate how it's so hard to dismiss Hotwire from her life, especially the knowledge of how confident Hotwire would be.
And how infantile she'd be. She'd just walk in, start flirting, and within thirty seconds, you'd be on your back with Round Up on top. She's a dream, not a person. Focus on what's happening now, not her.
Breech can feel her rotors fanning and closing again and again in her nervousness.
"Y'know, Round Up, this is... the first guy's room I've been in that isn't my brothers. I mean, Hotwire has been in guy's rooms plenty of times, but I... haven't. I don't feel like the things she's done really... belong to me, even though I'm taking the blame. That's pretty weird, huh?"
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 20, 2015 17:39:31 GMT
Well, you've got new life experiences ahead of you now Breech.
I don't mind.
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 20, 2015 17:46:40 GMT
"Yeah, I guess..."
Breech sits on the couch and winds her hands togetheer, then pushes her visor up again, so that Round Up can see her whole face, including the scars.
"I keep trying to tell myself this is a bad thing, even though it feels like a good thing. It's like i don't want myself to be happy. You're a good mech, Round Up. Better than I am, for sure..."
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 20, 2015 18:08:56 GMT
I take it you've come face to face with an explosive aswell?
Round Up lifts his visor up again, sitting down next to her.
I got mine from a shrapnel grenade, I was blinded for three days, stasis for a week... they said the shrapnel damage to my optics had caused me to become long sighted. A visor and an intergrated computer system was installed. Now i'm the sharpest shooter in the west.
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 20, 2015 18:21:55 GMT
"Acid fragments. My own visor melted right into my face." Breech smiles sadly, touching a place where Round Up can actually see a few wires through the metal, "A homing missile followed me all the way to my dugout. I thought I'd dug it deep enough. Guess I was wrong..."
She puts her hand up to touch the scarring around Round Up's optics, "You learn to live with it, but there's always a part of you that looks in the mirror and says 'That's not me'."
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 20, 2015 18:58:32 GMT
I learned to accept the visor... besides... I look like Jazz, people used to say that to me all the time. He was an enforcer, or was until he joined a team of 6 other bots.
Its just another part of me now, It just gets a little fuzzy when i take the visor off.
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 20, 2015 19:10:50 GMT
"When people see my face, they generally go..." Breech makes a little movement, a gentle 'backing away' jerk and a grimace, "Then they get all polite and don't draw attention to it. So mostly I keep the visor down. Besides... you look a lot cuter than Jazz..."
She shifts a little closer to Round Up, and puts her servo on his.
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 20, 2015 20:06:42 GMT
Round up Smiles.
I like your optics, though... the colour of them.
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 20, 2015 20:18:08 GMT
"That's nice. They're replacements. From two different mechs. Same battlefield. Nothing about me is real... it's a patchwork of lies and dreams."
Breech sighs.
"I guess if there's enough of a patchwork... you can make something new."
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Post by RoundUp on Feb 20, 2015 21:08:45 GMT
Your optics may be stolen... your body not so much... but my spark however Breech.
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 20, 2015 21:12:45 GMT
Breech looks at Round Up.
"I'm kind of obligated to tell you that you're making a big mistake," she shrugs, "But what the frag, we can work that out soon enough, right?"
She leans forward to him.
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