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@savantsyndrome.bsky.social
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it's only the beginning. IDW 2012 / NAUTICA .ᐟ
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savantsyndrome.bsky.social
everyone * i know is pretty mobile. is your mobility poor? maybe you need a check-up.
savantsyndrome.bsky.social
this is sunstorm. we just met. ( * 😊 )
savantsyndrome.bsky.social
( confused but supportive nodding. )

o-oh! okay! ...you're still very warm, would you like to see a medic?

( lowering her servos, concerned expression. )
savantsyndrome.bsky.social
( her optics widen for a moment, free servo darting out to press the back of her palm to his chevron. )

* solus, you're burning up! don't you feel ill??
unholysavior.bsky.social
ah..

[ Inevitably..he does take her hand giving it a brief weak shake to cut down contact, the heat of his palm against hers quick.

Like being splashed by hot water. ]

Yes
Yes.
I am Sunstorm. :)
savantsyndrome.bsky.social
oh, dear, i don't believe that we've met.

( reaching out for a handshake; polite! )

i'm nautica.

( the heavy warmth he exudes doesn't go unnoticed, her brow ridge quirking with curiosity. or maybe worry. )
savantsyndrome.bsky.social
oh, dear, i don't believe that we've met.

( reaching out for a handshake; polite! )

i'm nautica.

( the heavy warmth he exudes doesn't go unnoticed, her brow ridge quirking with curiosity. or maybe worry. )
unholysavior.bsky.social
[ He didn't even spare the device a modicum of acknowledgement.

Merely smiling as he set down before her.

All things considered, Starscream made it easier to socialize. ]

So who might you be?

My memory with faces is poor. Dreadful nearly.
savantsyndrome.bsky.social
( ahem. prodding her wrench. stop beeping, there's no way radiation levels are * 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 high. brainstorm needs to fix that. )

thank you! that's very sweet.
savantsyndrome.bsky.social
( ahem. prodding her wrench. stop beeping, there's no way radiation levels are * 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 high. brainstorm needs to fix that. )

thank you! that's very sweet.
unholysavior.bsky.social
Greetings.

What a lovely shade you are.

[ He flitters in circles around her, nary a thruster to be heard, but..it was getting hot in here.

Should she posses any sort of equipment capable of reading radiation, it'd be crying out in fear. ]
savantsyndrome.bsky.social
oh. hello.

( * 🙂 )
unholysavior.bsky.social
[ Beady red eyes staring back, it's too late.

He's right there now..unavoidable ]
savantsyndrome.bsky.social
( she WILL get roped into cult talk. someone put her on a leash. staring. )
savantsyndrome.bsky.social
( nautica don't stare at the screaming mech. )
savantsyndrome.bsky.social
( clinging to skids like getaway being present would take her conjunx away again. )
savantsyndrome.bsky.social
( hopefully getaway hears her sobs as he leaves. * 💔 )
savantsyndrome.bsky.social
( nautica stares at getaway as he leaves, taking & squeezing skid's servo. )

apology not accepted.
savantsyndrome.bsky.social
( a flash of anger in her optics is overtaken by a tremble in her lip. she scoffs at him, but doesn't leave. she almost looks expectant. SAY SOMETHING !!!! )
savantsyndrome.bsky.social
( SHE SURE AS HELL SHOULD BE. but instead of looking mad, the mechanic looks. really damn sad. )

... 𝑜ℎ.

hi.
savantsyndrome.bsky.social
( getaway runs right into nautica! is this luck or horrible timing, who's to say. )
savantsyndrome.bsky.social
( BIG OL' SIGH. )

c'mon, skids. i'm gonna need another set of servos. ( * 💧 )
savantsyndrome.bsky.social
but ... i'm the 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 quantum mechanic you know.
savantsyndrome.bsky.social
d—aha. i think maybe you're not grasping what could be lost if i 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡—
savantsyndrome.bsky.social
𝑒ℎℎℎ. i could ... 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 manufacture the results you're looking for, but the risk greatly out-weighs the reward here, captain.
savantsyndrome.bsky.social
( soon enough skids will learn enough from her to be a quantum mechanic himself!!! having 𝑡𝑤𝑜 aboard would be nice. )