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002 - [open commentlog] Educate the giant robot or watch him go flying?

[There had been a few distractions, but it was time to find out how restricted the airspace was, if it was. So here is Jetfire, standing on the edge of the Green closest towards the Barracks and staring at the sky, helm tilted back, arms crossed. Before he goes, though...]

//Starscream, want to come flying? I talked with someone earlier who indicated the sky isn't what it seems.//

[The comm sent and over with, Jetfire concentrates back on the sky again. It looks normal. It ought to be normal. But apparently it isn't.

Go stare at the jet, before or after he comes down?]

((ooc: Backdated to recently after his arrival, since I am slow...))

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[He briefly switches back to Cybertronix for Jetfire.]

Because girls wear things around their legs like that.

[At least that's what he was lead to believe by the internet.]

[And then back to common as he looks down at Iriel.]

My, my, you're feisty. Fine, have it your way. But do me a favor. See the clueless white robot there? Look over at him, smirk, and then start laughing. He hasn't any idea what we are saying.

[He does finally put Iriel back on the ground though. And he didn't even drop her!]

[Jetfire is unimpressed by this assessment of it being 'girly', Starscream, so have a flat look.]

Well, even if they do, how does that impact on me? [Jetfire snorts softly and crosses his arms again.] Be that as it may... I don't see the issue, here? You did say you considered them... attractive, so I assume most of the things associated with 'girls' would help that attractiveness, yes?

[Jetfire keeps an eye on Iriel as Starscream puts her down, and frowns at what is said, since he couldn't understand. He really would have to make Starscream give him that language file before they were finished here.]

[The other robot looks about as happy as she is, though Iriel feels considerably better to have both of her feet on the ground.]

Damn right I am.

[She takes his comment as a compliment, okay?]

And fine, but you owe me, and I want to know what the joke is.

[Iriel may not be an amazing actress, but she's convincing. She had to be, for the resistance. So, she looks over at the other robot, gives them a once over, and smirks.

Her shoulders shake once, as if she's about to laugh but holding it in.

...and then her "attempt" fails, and she starts to laugh, just as asked. It's not her best performance, but convincing as far as she's concerned.]

[…]

[Starscream recoils at Jetfire's statement. That is so not what he meant.]

I do not.

[He points at Jetfire before returning his gaze to Iriel once again speaking common.]

He wasn't on Earth long enough to learn your languages. And I have to say that was rather good. I was almost convinced that was genuine.

[He crouches down and grins only giving a side look to Jetfire. ]

... You don't what, Starscream?

[Honestly, what had he said to garner that reaction...? And then the girl cast him a once over, and laughed. Jetfire frowned, optics narrow as he looked from Iriel to Starscream, especially when Starscream crouches down and talks to her... Which he'd done right before she did that.]

Starscream. I have no idea what you said, what you're saying, or what she is laughing at, but if you would, perhaps, give me that langauge file now? [Narrow, flat stare. He has patience for Starscream's... behaviour, yes, but that requires understanding what is going on. Starscream being able to circumvent him like this is not a good idea.]

We humans are more skilled than you think, Starscream.

[She takes the compliment with her head held high with pride, and then bursts into laughter again, this time somewhat genuine.]

Your friend doesn't seem to pleased with you. What are you teasing him about? What does he think I'm laughing at?

[C'mooon let her in on the joke, because this is surreal enough as it is. She is joking around with robots. Teasing a giant robot that could flatten her. Daaamn.]

[He smirks at Jetfire simply because he's enjoying this torment too much.]

Fine, I'll give it to you, since I'm in a generous mood and all.

[He'll just find something else to torment him with.]

[And he tuuuurns back to Iriel and shrugs.]

He doesn't know what a girl is. Or why that --

[Gesture towards Jetfire's tattoo.]

Looks absurd on him. Right now he's mostly annoyed that he doesn't understand us at all. It's not even the fact that we are laughing at him, it's that he can't tell what we are saying.

[He was more amused than he should be by this.]

Clearly, overwhelmingly generous.

[Another flat look as he crosses his arms, before his expression smooths out.]

I'm sure Ironhide would assist me, but you're right now, and while I'm sure you'd find it amusing to slip in factual errors in the file since I cannot tell they are factual, I'm sure you wouldn't do that? Since that would be predictable, and I'm sure you're not, yes?

[Jetfire's tone of voice is bland now, helm slightly tilted as he speaks, making no indication that he's knowingly calling Starscream out in a teasing way. The Seeker gesturing to his tattoo again as him frowning slightly however. He still doesn't understand the issue, here.]

[Iriel looks down at Jetfires tattoo, encircling his upper leg like a garter, and snorts.]

That's pretty damn unfortunate for him. Any way to program him with our language so I can explain to him?

[Because ultimately, this is probably still a friend of Starscream's. She's teased Fiel like this but they were still friends and an explanation was due before all was said and done.]

I would never do anything to sabotage something for you. My my, Jetfire, don't you trust me?

[He steps forward and brings up an arm. A panel slid aside where Jetfire could connect and download the files. Looking back to Iriel, he sort of grins.]

I'm going to give him the files, otherwise he'll start sulking or something equally annoying.

Edited 2011-10-24 22:04 (UTC)

Trust has nothing to do with it, you know that as well as I do.

[Jetfire won't lower himself to rebut the "sabotage" comment, because truly? There were quite a few of those, even if half of them had been because Starscream had regretted a decision to back out of whatever project and decided to "fix it".

Despite that, however, there's not any hesitation at all when Starscream offers the jack, and a similar panel slids aside in Jetfire's arm and he pull out a cord to connect them, plugging in calmly. It doesn't take more than a few seconds, and even less to install the files, so when he next speaks it's in English/common.]

Thank you. [A glance down at Iriel.] And since I doubt Starscream took the time to mention any designations... I'm Jetfire.

[Meanwhile, Iriel watches in fascination. Starscream was impressive in his own right, but watching him interact with another giant robot is pretty damn cool.

She doesn't hide the fact that she's impressed on her expression, though it is somewhat toned down. Showing awe is hardly going to keep Starscream's ego at a reasonable level for what, as far as she can tell, is a simple transfer of information.]

No, I doubt he mentioned mine either. Nice to meet you, Jetfire. Name's Iriel.

Yeah, yeah now everyone knows everyone. Whatever.

[He just folds his arms across his chest ]

Just let me know when the pleasantries are over before I make myself gag.

I didn't know exchanging names were pleasantries and not the bare necessity to have a full conversation. [Jetfire crosses his arms, not even realizing he is mimicking Starscream as he shaks his helm. He gives Starscream another look before he turned to Iriel again.]

I assume some of what went on earlier was because of this? [A nod down to the markings.] Starscream is being rather unclear why it's such a horrible location.

[Because frankly? Besides the fact that human aesthetics really didn't have much to do with them he couldn't see the problem.]

[Iriel raised an eyebrow at Starscream, then rolled her eyes.]

Two sentences and alread you're fidgety because we're not focusing on you?

[Amused, she remembered she'd taking an arrow out of the quiver at her back and carefully slid it back into place before answering Jetfire.]

And yeah, Jetfire, it was. Y'see, the way you've got that mark on you, and the location, resembles a garter. Garters are typically something human women slide up their legs when they wanna look sexy and get their partner turned on.

[She pauses a beat, then clarifies.]

It's a sex thing.

[Do robots have sex? Or do they just...build each other? If that's the case, where did the first come from? It was like that conundrum of what came first, the Chicken or the Egg.]

[He just huffs at the accusation. Of course they should focus all their attention on him.

But he smirks shortly after and totally looks back st Iriel.]

... He probably doesn't know what that is. You should explain that to him.

[Yesss make things awkward for Jetfire, go!]

[And how do you react to any of that...? Well, except for a frown and a serious, flat look at Starscream for his very unhelpful comment.]

I am perfectly capable of drawing a conclusion of what "sex" is, Starscream, even if I would never have met another organic being who reproduced sexually before. Especially since you just gave me the language file and "interface" and "sex" matches up and are translated to the other word, no matter if the meaning is slightly different.

[Jetfire frowns, crossing his arms, before he tilts his head to get a look at the markings again and just vents softly.]

I suppose it's in a slightly awkward place, but I'm hardly a human female... other than that, I see no problem, if it's seen as something that's attractive?

[Iriel chuckled a bit, and shrugged.]

Well, it's your call. It's still one of those behind-closed-doors things. People don't wear them in public and show 'em off unless they're brides or strippers.

[She pauses a beat.]

What's interfacing?

Yes, Jetfire why don't you do a little dance for us and show it off.

[This was just too good.]

While you do it you can explain to her, in what I'm sure will be a overly boring scientific way, what interfacing is.

Starscream. [Jetfire glared and then turned to Iriel with a frown.] It's not as if I can do much else; we neither need nor do cover up like humans need to.

[And he was hardly going to dance. Especially not since what he was thinking of - which probably wasn't what Starscream was referencing, and if it was... - was aerial such. And that wasn't really for grounders. But what did 'strippers' have to do with 'dancing' anyway?]

As for what interface is... [Jetfire shook his helm, giving Starscream another narrow stare for having shunted it off on hm. He didn't really mind explaining it, but Starscream could have explained it just as well. Though he may have added in inaccuracies just because he thought it'd be amusing.]

We don't reproduce sexually, so while interface is like sex in that it's an intimate act involving pleasurable stimuli, it won't end in... er, children? [there were quite a few words for 'offspring' and he wasn't sure, exactly, which word fit to what age-group of a growing human.] So its point is simply the sensory stimuli, usually leading to overload through excess energy and electrical charge built up, along with the intimacy and bonding.

[Jetfire frowned as he finished, and then looked at Starscream, because no matter what, he probably surely thought he had something to add. If only to mock or dispute that the intimacy was part of the point.]

[Iriel shruged at Jetfire's initial comment. She supposed it was true, and now the joke had rather lost its spark so she was more than fine with letting it go. Instead, she listened to his explanation of interfacing attentively...]

...so, basically interfacing is robot sex when two or more robots plug in to each other and charge each other up or something?

[Trust her to take an in depth, scientific explanation and reduce it to that.]

Intimacy? Bah.

He's been playing with the Autobots too long, don't listen to him.

[A smirk when he glances back to Iriel though.]

It's about knocking the other person offline. You do that and you know you're good.

More or less, yes. It's not quite that simple, either in action, content or meaning--- [Jetfire crosses his arms and gives Starscream a glare, then back to Iriel.]

It's not a contest. I'd suggest not taking Starscream quite as literally as he'd want you to. Since just flooding the connection and sensory net with enough stimuli and to create enough excess energy and charge to overload your partner... or partners, into going offline doesn't necessarily mean you're good.

Merely that you can strong-arm the connection. [Jetfire is totally unimpressed by Starscream's statement.]

Sounds like somebody doesn't like it rough.

[This is said, surprisingly, without judgment. Still, she grins and shakes her head a bit. Robot sex. Wait until Fiel hears about this...

...and then she was reminded that Fiel wasn't there. That her friend, and the rest of her world supposedly winked out of existence. She drew herself up and sighed.]

As fascinating as this all is, I was headed somewhere. I'll leave you two to your fun and interfacing games, hm?

[She offered a wave, and a wink, and continued on her way.]

[He watches Iriel leave.]

You're such the charmer, Jetfire. Why don't you give her diagrams next time? I'm sure she'd be fascinated.

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:| So unimpressed. FOREVER

POOR BB

laugh at him, LAUGH

ALL THE DISAPPROVAL :C

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