another char arrival log. my god

[peridont]

Who: peridot and.... you??!?!?!!
Where: PLACES
When: grunts
What: earth isn't what peridot expected and she's pissed off
Warnings: MUCH EXASPERATION



a. crater/city/city outskirts

Her gem wasn't damaged by the crash. That was, much to Peridot's relief, instantly apparent.

She forms a pad out of her fingers not long after she stopped panicking (only took a good ten minutes), running some scans and tapping out some basic observations. Her pod was nowhere to be seen; troubling, but not much she could do about it.

"Just what I needed..." she mutters to herself, two fingers floating up to pinch the bridge of her nose.

"Earth is noticeably," Peridot looks around, kneels down and pokes at the ground before speaking directly into the pad. "Dilapidated. I've lost the Kindergarten location, however it remains my top priority."

Closing the pad and sighing heavily again, she clomps away from where she woke up, unknowingly following the behest of a call towards the city.

b. medibay

It's time to make proper contact with the locals.

Eugh.

Peridot chose what appeared to be a production/research facility for her loathsome task - at the very least, it appeared to be one of the more active buildings. She can talk to one, ask for parts in exchange for some kind of service. Homeworld was partial to those who can offer something in return, surely this place would work the same way?

That said... they are awfully big when you get close, battlesuits or not. Peridot can't help but find herself sticking close to the shadows, subconsciously hiding from beings over thirty times her size.

Let's hope there's no misunderstandings about why she's sliding around equipment and file locations. Especially seeing as it's the middle of the night.

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[peridont]

Peridot has not even seen whose mouth those words came out of and here she is, a sharp intake of breath. She doesn't even breathe.

"And why should I believe--" ah, now she turns around and sees a robot fifteen times her size. "AUGH"

Smooth.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Hi, Peridot, aren't you so glad you turned around? That reaction gets a smile on his lips, leaning against a bit of rock and folding his arms.

"I'm flattered."

But he looks up at the sky, making sure he's got his coordinates right before looking back down, head tilting ever so slightly. "Let's just say, I'm pretty experienced in where -this- is. And I can tell ya, it's a little ways off from the Earth system."

...

"By light-years."

[peridont]

She's not entirely sure how to react to this.

"Are there... Stevens here?"

Yeah, that'll do it.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

To be honest, he has no idea what a Steven is. But he's not going to place that card down just yet. His smile widens, leaning an arm against that rock.

"There might be. Who's askin?"

[peridont]

She puts on her best serious face, hoping her visor hides how she's looking him up and down, trying to see any visible weapons.

"You don't seem the type to want to get caught up in interspecies affairs," Oh, Peridot, if only you knew. "I'd prefer a simple yes or no answer."

[wheeljackofalltrades]

The only thing really out in the open is a grenade strapped to his side, no big deal. Just standard issue explosives.

"Pretty presumptuous for just meetin' me. But I like to avoid humans if I can.

...Take it you're not one of those, though. Just guessin'."

[peridont]

To be fair, at his size the grenade is probably as big as Peridot. She's prepared to run if she has to, fly even. Maybe pull a few emp generators out her head and set them off, see what happens.

"Absolutely not." Peridot barely even knows what a human is. "What are you, some sort of mechanical guardian? Or annoyance bot."

[wheeljackofalltrades]

"Heh, you're not wrong on either, honestly. But the latter depends on who I'm annoyin'. Apparently, I'm popular with the sticks in the mud."

Don't mind if he emphasizes that a bit for you.

"Welcome to Cybertron, though. Not the one I'm familiar with, but close enough."

[peridont]

She looks around briefly.

"It really says something when inanimate objects find you tiresome."

Idioms are lost on her. As is the situation, as everything just raises more questions! Mostly: where's her pod?!

"Of course." Yeah, she's not showing or admitting any of that confusion. Peridot just thinks this is part of Earth and her equipment was damaged in the crash. "You'll have to excuse me, I have a message to send."

She can jury-rig a communicator, probably. Or maybe find one and hi-jack the frequency!

[wheeljackofalltrades]

"That's not what I--"

Ah, so she was like Ultra Magnus without the warmth or people skills. Gotcha.

"To who? And with what? Doubt you'll get any signal out here, mean green machine."

[peridont]

"None of your business and I'll figure something out. I always do."

Peridot just scowls at the 'mean green machine' comment.

"It's Peridot."

[wheeljackofalltrades]

"Peridot."

His brows raise up, thinking on that for a moment. "'s a weird name, but who'm I to judge?"

He laughs, leaning an elbow against that rocky outcropping. "And honestly, I consider it my business since this is technically my planet."

[peridont]

"It's perfectly normal!"

Who is this... JACK OF WHEELS and his JUDGING.

"Then you'll be delighted to know that that my main goals involve," a finger floats up for each of her points. "Finding my ship, or failing that, building one, getting into it, starting it up and then flying away from this planet and its primitive clod inhabitants!"

[wheeljackofalltrades]

"Only the non normal people say that, you know."

JACK OF WHEELS IS BETTER THAN "ROCK"

Don't mind if he....finds those fingers interesting, reaching out to take one like a toothpick.

Completely ignoring what she's saying.

1/ whatever i havent decided yet

[peridont]

"Well, I--"

[peridont]

[OH SHIT THAT'S A BIG HAND COMING TOWARDS HER]

[peridont]

[DID HE JUST]

[peridont]

[peridont]

done

[peridont]

"PUT THAT BACK!!!"

[wheeljackofalltrades]

His eyes divert from the finger for a moment before looking back down at her.

"You mean this?"

Of course she means that, dummy.

[peridont]

She activates her Megaman looking weapon on her other hand and points it at him, trying to be threatening. Considering the green orb is probably small enough that it's barely visible to Wheeljack, it's doubtful she's achieving this goal.

"What else could I possibly mean, you overgrown tin can?!"

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Oh, that's new.

In fact, it gets his attention enough to let go of the finger, letting it slowly hover back to her.

"Ouch, that hurts me right here, Green." A hand gestures over his spark. "Your words are like poison."

[peridont]

Good, that means she won. She disarms the cannon and dissipates the orb by... shaking her hand.

"What is that, your weak spot?" HAHA another victory for Peridot! "I'm writing a critique of your terrible systems for your programmers to read. They'll thank me later."

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Yes you certainly did, Peridot. You're doing so great.

"What can I say? You got me." Oh man she's perfect. "Please make it out to Ultra Magnus. I'm sure he'd be delighted to read about that."