re_alignment | [video- action]

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[The video starts on the medbay with Blurr half lying half sitting on a berth, looking fairly confused. When he speaks he still sounds tired but he tries to smile for a brief moment.]

Greetings, everyone.

I’m finally awake, sorry if I worried anyone. Could someone tell me what is going on?

[To explain Blurr’s confused face, there happens to be a group of small glowing bugs perched on the spike of his head, like birds lined up on a power line. Some bugs are also on the top of his pointy shoulders and a really small one is lazily sitting on his chest.

On the background, Blurr’s turbofox is chasing the glowing bugs around the medbay and making a mess of things.]

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Fraggin' scared the scrap outta me, Blurrk. You do that again and I'll throw ya into Trion's lakes.

[He'd do it too.]

[The small bot keeps fidgeting in his seat. He didn't mean to worry anybody and he was not expecting them to care so much.]

Sorry, sorry...I don't realize I was so worried.

[Blurr knows he will.]

[He lets out a sigh.]

Yannow it's only cause we care, right?

I don't throw that around lightly, either.

[Blurr wants to make it better somehow, but he's not sure how.]

I just wanted it to be over and I thought it could help people if all was taken care of quickly.

I know, Wheeljack, I really do. It means a lot to me.

I haven't seen ratchet yet, do you think I should hide?

I know ya like to work efficiently, Blurrk, but...

Well, we got all the time in the world here, yeah?

That might be a good investment.

We do.

Maybe we'll find a better way to keep ourselves entertained instead of nearly getting killed. I can think of a few, which reminds me I learned a few Christma's traditions thansk to Gunmax that I would like to show you.

[Whatch Blurr try to be smooth ~~and probalby fail~~.]

He's going to yell a lot, isn't' he?

...Christmas.

What's that.

[Sorry, he hasn't been paying attention to any network or Earth culture. You'll have to fill him in.]

Probably. But I doubt he'll throw anythin' at ya. He throws stuff at me.

It's a human holiday where they give presents to the other people they like. Humans also stick plants to the ceiling so they can realize some sort of mating ritual.

[That's okay but Blurr only knows the basics. Forgive the possible inaccuracies.]

He WHAT!?

...So it's for courtship?

Think...think I'll pass.

[He's not really...dateable. At least not to him.]

Ah, yeah. Ratchet exercises 'tough love' with me. Every time.

I'm not sure they sort of do it with everyone, it's strange. Human things, you know.

[Why you gotta be so difficult, man.]

...Ah.

Humans are preeeetttty strange, aren't they, Blurrk.

[He sees that...pause.]

Yannow...not worth it with...me.

[Puffing his cheeks for a moment.] It's Blurr And yes they are.

[Ah so is that problem again. Blurr frowns for a second but it's gone pretty quickly.] That's up to me to decide Wheeljack.

I mean, I could be worse than you. At least you have some experience with...[Blurr gestures around being vague.] .. things.

Come to see me later, will you? Once the medics's shifts are over and they just check the patients from time to time during the night.

[That last part. His eyes shoot wide with that last part. Is Blurr insinuating what he thinks he is?]

Night. Inbetween shifts.

Got it. I'll see you then. If you're sure.

[What was he getting into...]

[Blurr decided to go and try to take control of this not relationship. He's not sure what is he going to do but damn, you need to get over that low self-stem of yours.]

I am sure.

See you then, Jackie sir...

...

[That gets a small smile out of him, at least.]

Okay, meet ya then.

[That's what Blurr's wanted.]

I will be waiting. Bye.

[ooc: time skip and actio spam...?]

[ooc: you got it! c: ]

[The feed clicks off, and as promised, Wheeljack arrives into the medbay on the medics off-shifts. Sneaking in wasn't really an issue--it was literally right down the hall as him, and if anyone asked, he'd be checking up on Bulkhead.

Perfect.

He slides in, optics flicking as he tries to find the blue blur in the darkness.]

[ooc: yay ♥!]

[Blurr is probably the only bot still awake and working with his datapat. He missed a week of work and important things and he wants to catch up.

The blue light of the screen illuminates his face and optics as he works, making him more noticeable.]

[With the light illuminating the pitch black darkness, it's easy to see Blurr. The only problem? He's not exactly 'relaxing'. That lip curls up into a pout as Wheeljack walks over, grabbing the datapad by two fingers and sliding it out of the agent's hands.]

Rule #1 of bein in the medbay. Ya rest.

[Noooooo his datapad! He's about to complain (or Apologize if Ambulon is near) when he sees Wheeljack.]

Oh..ah...hello. [He smiles, embarrased.] I rested enough all day.

Not enough, if you ask me. I know you. Ya never 'rest all day'.

[Those hands go to his hips. You're not fooling ANYONE.]

I have responsabilities....[Blurr's optics follow those hands because, eh, those are some nice hips. He moves them back up to Wheeljack's face as soon as he realizes what was he doing.]

Maybe someone could show me how to relax. Or help me to do it. I can think of a few ways to get relaxed.

[You're far too obvious, Blurr. But that's what Wheeljack likes about you. He steps closer to the bed, putting a hand under his chin.]

You think I know any better?

[He will work on his ogling skills. For now he will just smile and lean back slowly.]

If you don't we could figure new ways together. Come here.

[There's a soft little 'hmph' as he smiles, leaning in slightly.]

You're somethin' else, ya know that?

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