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robothell2016-02-20 09:01 pm
sparkwhisperer) wrote in robothell2016-02-20 09:01 pm
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Who: Tarn and Megatron
Where: in the city :T
When: sometime
What: Tarn gets caught exactly where he should not be.
Warnings: threats of violence. possibly actual violence.
It’s been a hectic day. It all began when he was rudely awoken by Spinister kicking him in the face, shouting about the energon refinery having sprung a leak. With his tanks almost empty and roughly 80% of their acquired energon spilt into the dust, both Tarn and Spinister are touchy to say the least, leaving tensions running high.
Tarn needed to get out and clear his head; to be alone for more than a few minutes at a time. The buddy system has it purpose, and Tarn would never disagree, but being attached to Spinister every waking moment of every day has begun to grate on him. Seriously, who kicks someone in the face to wake them up? Walking aimlessly, he is itching to transform, but the metal contraption welded to his leg has effectively locked him out of his alt mode. Tarn can't transform without wrecking the brace and risk ruining his knee beyond Spinister’s repair. Trying to walk it off, the ex-DJD Commander makes an attempt to distract himself and somehow ignore the minute twitch in his t-cog that throbs with every step.
It only makes him more moody.
Tarn is far enough from the center of the city that he’s let his guard down the slightest bit, not expecting any unfortunate encounters with the local inhabitants. What reason would anyone have to be out this far? His only concern is Rampage, but to be honest, he has just as much of a chance of stumbling into him in the wastes as he does in the city.
He already feels himself beginning to calm just by getting some alone time. A lap around the outskirts should be plenty time to fully cooled down. That’s all it will take.
Lost in his own thoughts, and distracted by growing hunger, Tarn may have ventured into dangerous territory.
Where: in the city :T
When: sometime
What: Tarn gets caught exactly where he should not be.
Warnings: threats of violence. possibly actual violence.
It’s been a hectic day. It all began when he was rudely awoken by Spinister kicking him in the face, shouting about the energon refinery having sprung a leak. With his tanks almost empty and roughly 80% of their acquired energon spilt into the dust, both Tarn and Spinister are touchy to say the least, leaving tensions running high.
Tarn needed to get out and clear his head; to be alone for more than a few minutes at a time. The buddy system has it purpose, and Tarn would never disagree, but being attached to Spinister every waking moment of every day has begun to grate on him. Seriously, who kicks someone in the face to wake them up? Walking aimlessly, he is itching to transform, but the metal contraption welded to his leg has effectively locked him out of his alt mode. Tarn can't transform without wrecking the brace and risk ruining his knee beyond Spinister’s repair. Trying to walk it off, the ex-DJD Commander makes an attempt to distract himself and somehow ignore the minute twitch in his t-cog that throbs with every step.
It only makes him more moody.
Tarn is far enough from the center of the city that he’s let his guard down the slightest bit, not expecting any unfortunate encounters with the local inhabitants. What reason would anyone have to be out this far? His only concern is Rampage, but to be honest, he has just as much of a chance of stumbling into him in the wastes as he does in the city.
He already feels himself beginning to calm just by getting some alone time. A lap around the outskirts should be plenty time to fully cooled down. That’s all it will take.
Lost in his own thoughts, and distracted by growing hunger, Tarn may have ventured into dangerous territory.