This is a catch-all post.

[system_dp]

Who: Miria and whoever. [Open-ish]
Where: VARIOUS
When: Over the course of the sex pollen event, duh.
What: A robot learns how to love. via dickings.
Warnings: Smut, awkwardness. Possibly awkward smut.


[Medibay]
The newest, Miria would guess, changes to Cybertron had been interesting, but she didn't consider any of them dangerous. Not even the weird fox-like creatures, or the new flora. Then again she very rarely considered a lot of things here dangerous, so there is that.

But after a while she started to not feel... Right. And while her systems were not giving her any kind of errors or signs she was in need of seeing a medic? The Earth-made robot was heading right to the medical facility to see if one of the medics could fix this.

That and her leg, from her fight with Sentinel that happened a while ago. Why yes, she didn't get that fixed. Shut up.


[Anywhere Else - State when and where please.]
After what happened before? Miria is just going to wander and try to just keep to herself or maybe seek out the few friends she does have here. Either way, she's easy to run into.

Comments

[planate]

Yeah, no. He's all for her being comfy but right now he really wants a shower.

He nudges her shoulders gently.

"Hey. I mean this in the nicest possible way, but please get off me."

[system_dp]

The nudging may be gentle, and he may mean it in the nicest way, but Miria's reaction to being nudged is to react almost immediately. By scrambling off Pipes with the most embarrassed look on her face as she scrabbles to get that crotch armour of hers and put it back on.

"Th-this Unit is s-sorry." Is her rushed and muttered apology.

[planate]

"Ah!" shit god fuck he didn't want to upset her like that.

"It's okay! Sorry, I'm just. Feeling really weird. You didn't do anything wrong. You're fine."

Yeahhh just gonna quickly and quietly close his own panel. What a fucking bizarre day this has been.

[system_dp]

Man, she ain't upset. Just really confused because Feelings and because well...

It's Pipes. But hey she's got her armour back on and is not feeling like her systems are going to fry, but she is also feeling like maybe she should leave?

Yeah, she's just going to nod to let Pipes know she understands and you know. Go to leave.

[planate]

Pipes scrabbles to his feet. He is not sure about boning etiquette, but he's pretty sure he's fucked this up.

"Miria, just--" he trails off, not sure what to say. It doesn't feel right just kicking her out like this. "You don't have to go. I'm not throwing you out."

[system_dp]

"This Unit should leave," She responds, slipping into her old speech habits as a comfort thing. That and it's a lot easier then trying to deal with feelings.

Also leaving would be a good idea in case say, the pollen decides to kick in again for round two.

[planate]

Great. Good job, Pipes.

"I won't force you to stay if you don't want to. Be safe, alright?"

Damnit. Again. Fuck. Shit. Goddamnit.

[system_dp]

Miria just gives another nod before finally leaving and getting outside of the building they picked for this.

Enjoy the sound of her transforming into her space-jet alt-mode and taking off, Pipes.

[planate]

HE DOESN'T ENJOY IT AT ALL!!