angleofscience | 007

The influx of individuals is... interesting, especially since some of the regular inhabitants here says they have experienced a thing like this before.

[Jetfire hums, resting one hand against his lower face as he thinks, the quiet noise of an idling engine underlaying the more vocal humming.]

Either, as some of you have suggested, this means quite a lot of worlds were destroyed... but this brings into problem the time it would need to pick all these people up, and even if one gives allowance to the fact that multiversal destruction might nee dto travel with the speed of light, which means annihilation would hit at different points...

Still does not account for those who have been elsewhere first, and say huge influxes like these are unusual and are familiar.

[Jetfire is, once again, strengthened in his suspicion of this being merely a "mercy mission" so to speak. Then he pauses. Frowning thoughtfully at the page which is recording the live feed. He's uncertain how this will be taken by Particular People, but he's promised...]

Isabella, since the weather has started clearing and would, presumably, soon be getting warmer... Inform me when you would like to to go flying? Waiting a while yet might be for the best, depending on how well you handle wind-chill.

[Flying at speed (any sort of speed) ought to affect human... or near-human bodies negatively, considering air gets cold when you get a bit up and fly.]

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And there we are.

Are you sure you're not Skyfire? You're flailing around a lot like he did whenever I hit on him, back in Nautilus.

[Okay, that's not entirely true. He backed off Skyfire pretty quick, but this? This is too amusing.]

I... [Okay, okay. Hand over faceplates, take a vent, and then he shakes his helm slowly.]

Am quite sure who I am, but we would obviously be quite close to each other in how we act and, ah... react by being alternates.

[He'll pull that hand away now. He can handle this. Almost. Jetfire does look straight at Sideswipe for a moment before looking away, still... embarrassed over the earlier... thing.]

Well, I can't, ah... say, I'm, er... used to... this.

How you react, hm? I wonder if you're as... vocal as he is, too.

[... He actually has no idea if this is even true. This is just Sideswipe continuing to fluster and pester as best he can.]

Neither was he. We fixed that soon enough.

[No they didn't.]

You--- er, what? [Jetfire is torn between obvious, stuttering embarrassment, and cooler curiosity.

Except it's hard to hold onto the more measured part when Sideswipe just continues and says... that. It's not that he's innocent, but flirting hasn't been something that's ever happened.]

I, er... can't say I'm particularly... loud. I mean.

[Sigh. What is he even saying anymore.]

Ought you really... ah, be saying all of this... When I'm not him?

[See, Jetfire can totally be calm about this! Except he's still not exactly looking at Sideswipe.]

You heard me.

[At the answer, he just laughs. Shame? What's that? He's not the one getting embarrassed right now.]

Why not? It won't hurt anything.

... No, perhaps it won't, but, er.

[He'll just briefly rest a palm against his face.]

I'm afraid, though, that something might, ah... hurt soon, considering Starscream...

[Yes, he's seen that. Starscream, he's grateful for the help because he obviously is having trouble handling this, but calming down might be useful.]

What about him?

Can act rashly when he's angry.

[At at other times, this is Starscream after all...]

I don't want anyone getting hurt if things were to, er... go out of hand.

Psh. I'm not afraid of a Starscream.

[Sideswipe, please. Jetfire just vents a sigh and shakes his helm.]

While I don't advocate fear, some caution would be wise. I wouldn't want you... or him, to get injured right when you appear here...

[And there'd probably be punishments, and he really doesn't want that.]

Me? Injured?

I don't think so. He couldn't catch me, even if he tried to.

While confidence in one's abilities is a good thing to have... If I'm not wrong, jets are far faster than cars, and his null-ray will stop you if hit.

[That "I am the best" sentiment is familiar, at least, and Jetfire doesn't react in any way but to tilt his helm.]

Not this car. No one's faster than this car.

[That response even yields a small, amused smile. THey aren't really alike, but there's enough smiliar traits...]

I'm sure. I'd urge some caution nonetheless... Even should the two of you remain unharmed, there's the chance of injury to others.

Won't they just come back?

... While... that may be true that's no reason to be dismissive of the injury or death inflicted. And further, it seems, if you die here, you loose all memories and regain them slowly.

[Jetfire just sort of sighs at the easy brush off of injury or death, even if he's also frowning; Sideswipe, you're awfully familiar, for all that you're a car and silver.]

Then he can chase me away from all the small, squishy little things.

I am not delusional enough to think Starscream would care about that, if he got angry enough to attack you. So it would be upn you to lead him away from that... I would, of course, attempt to stop him either way.

Then we don't have anything to worry about, do we?

I would like to say yes, but-- I'm uncertain what the Starscream you know is like, but if he's anything like the one I know, it is merely for the best to worry about it and attempt to plan for contigencies.

Starscream is... unpredictable.

[He could, of course, be predictable in said unpredictability, or predictable in his tendency to switch sides as it seemed suitable, but those points weren't needed to be made here and now.]

... I hope it hasn't been too disorienting or disappointing to find yourself elsewhere and, er. Me not being the individual you know.

[It seems polite to offer it, now that the conversation's back on more stable ground and he can face the silver mech normally.]

The humans say he looks like "a Dorito". He's annoying, cowardly, and deserves to die. He's nothing I couldn't handle.

[And then they're right back to that. He cocks his head to the side, smiling... coyly... at the other 'bot.]

Oh, no. You see... I do love a challenge.

... A... what? But no. Not, er... the Starscream that comes from the same reality I do. You've already... talked to him.

[If what they had been doing could be called talking... And apparently he shouldn't have brought it up! Jetfire, while not falling into yet another flustered sentence, drops his gaze away from Sideswipe for a moment.

That smile is a bit... er.]

Just because it's, er... a challenge, doesn't mean it should always be taken.

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