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[Hi, Keep. Anyone in the corridor(s) near room 3169 will be privy to a buck-naked, seven foot even white-haired woman walking down said corridor muttering about conversion and disappearance of mass before she abruptly turns around to walk back the way she came, for the room she had just left, while opening the journal.

She'd just realized humans didn't tend to walk around naked. So that wasn't something she should be doing, then, even if she'd been doing it in pursuit of something to wear. And how come the journal had changed size to fit her like this, too?]

... Considering I have yet to see any of the organics around here walk around without some sort of covering, I assume that's not something one does, for various reasons.

Protection and warmth, for two, presumably. Skin really isn't adequate protection at most temperatures... Besides for a narrow range as far as I can extrapolate from biological parameters. Anything else? And if it's not usual to walk around... naked perhaps someone could find or lend me something to wear, since I was on the way to pick something up...

Ah, one more thing. Anyone has an estimate of how long this is going to last, if something like it has happened before?

[Good experiments always have a cut-off point at which it expires/you cease for evaluation, after all.

Also, the lack of comm. is highly annoying; she'd intended to contact Starscream since before she left, but she kept forgetting it. So she'll just knock on his door to see if he'll open, otherwise she'll check on him later... And just hope he's had nothing strange happen to him in the meantime.]

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[Well, okay, even if she couldn't get a better a better answer than that...]

All right, if you want. [Honestly, Jetfire only thought it was about the cold; even if it technically wasn't cold in the barracks, being without clothes was doing nothing to keep heat.] I should be able to get you something to cover up with after Jael brings me clothes... it is rather cold without anything, isn't it?

[Jetfire eyed her bare arm with a frown.]

I don't like any of this, Jetfire.

[For the first time in a long while, Starscream sounded legitimately pitiful.]

[A second or two, and then she walks over to the corner where Starscream's huddling, kneeling down beside him, resting a hand once again on his shoulder. Starscream sounding like that... is just wrong.]

I know. The lack of insight into this situation... And the circumstances and the unknown length of it... I'm not sure I like this either.

[Besides this being the wrong species, and no scientific interest can really make up for the fact that this body is... lacking in so many ways.]

... but you're not going to let this bring you down as so many other things haven't. If this lasts a deca-cycle or more, then I will worry.

[And no, that wasn't a question. Come on, Starscream. Please? She can't really keep everything neat and controlled without a bit of help here.

And maybe it's the expression, or the tone of his voice, or the newness of the situation, but after a slight hesitation - this will not solve anything, after all - Jetfire slides her arms about him and pulls the temporarily-human Seeker into a hug.

This feels strange. Wrong. But the closeness is a somewhat familiar thing, and the heat trapping between them is nice.]

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[Starscream sort of froze with the hug. He wasn't really sure what to do, he hadn't expected that and it was weird. But it did snap him back to reality a bit.]

... Stop that. I don't want to leave, that's all. I will stay here until it's over with, I don't see the problem with that.

[It was actually nearly a relief when Starscream said to 'stop it'. She hadn't really thought that the closest they'd be... without her slamming him into the ground during a fight, that was, was when they weren't really in their actual frames.]

Yes, of course. I'll see what I can do so that you can stay in here, then.

[That said, she pulled back, giving a slight tug on his hair by catching a tiny tuft of it as she stood up. Just because she felt like it.]

[Starscream batted away the hand in his usual annoyance and shoed the girl-fire off.]

Yeah, yeah. Go.

[He paused briefly slightly unsure of himself.]

Jetfire ... thank you.

[He's not admitting to that when they are back to normal by the way.]

[Despite having her hand batted - predictably, as long as Starscream was feeling all right anyway - away, Jetfire paused, half-turned away already at Starscream's own pause.]

Of course, Starscream. [She reached out a hand, without looking back, briefly brushing it over his closest shoulder.] I'll be back as soon as possible... If this lasts the night, the situation will be unpleasant, I think...

[The last was more muttered to herself as Jetfire wandered out of the room to go wait for Jael to come with some clothes, and see what else she should do about this situation.]

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