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Post by Aftermath on Feb 15, 2010 12:56:52 GMT -5
Aftermath manages to look like he's taking Freefall seriously.
"She could prolly help you with your, uh, research." He stands up with Five in tow and strides over to the nearest window.
"Look!"
And the gibby is promptly tossed out.
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Post by Freefall on Feb 16, 2010 5:41:28 GMT -5
"Aftermath!" Freefall screeches, optics widening in shock. He rushes to the window and peers down, expecting to see the poor fluffy monster hurtling down to destruction.
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Post by Aftermath on Feb 18, 2010 15:50:46 GMT -5
The poor fluffy thing has spread its fluffy body out and is gliding towards the window sill on the lower floor with an expert air of nonchalance.
"Awww," Aftermath says, patting Freefall's back with a laugh, "Ye're already worryin' about it!"
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Post by Freefall on Feb 19, 2010 6:22:02 GMT -5
Freefall bristles at that. "A little warning would've been nice."
Still, he continues to watch the gliding gibby as it sweeps to safety. So, it's a glider too. And not at all dissimilar to him. Interesting. Perhaps Aftermath was right when he said she could help him in his research, although he can't quite see himself tossing the critter off buildings. Not if personal experience has taught him anything, at least.
"...She's coming back, right?"
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Post by Aftermath on Feb 22, 2010 21:00:30 GMT -5
"Faster than y' think," Aftermath answers with an amused snort. The entire situation was proving to be quite entertaining.
"If yah really wanna see her runnin' back, you jus' use this," the grey mech unsubspaces a small tube filled with noxious looking greenery and hands it to the young mech. "Pop it open and she'll pretty much teleport for yah. Try to use it only for emergencies though- you tend to end up with a whole bunch of them if you keep it open too long."
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Post by Freefall on Feb 23, 2010 8:40:47 GMT -5
"R-right."
Freefall blinks at the dubious green tube. A whole bunch? Just how many of these things were there? And what exactly was this stuff?
Looking over the tube to try and study the contents, Freefall mentally shrugs and pops it open.
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Post by Aftermath on Feb 25, 2010 5:51:31 GMT -5
Approximately three seconds later, there is a menacing furball on top of Freefall's head.
"... Yeah, did I mention you shouldn't use it too often?" Aftermath lifts a finger and prods at Five, visor flickering in amusement at the low bubbly grunt he got.
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Post by Freefall on Feb 25, 2010 7:13:05 GMT -5
Well, that certainly was fast. With that in mind, Freefall hurriedly stops the top back on the tube. Whether there really are a pack of feral gibbies in Praxus or not, he'd rather not risk attracting any more of the little monsters.
"What exactly is this stuff?" he asks, squinting at the tube as Five bubbles on his head.
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Post by Aftermath on Feb 26, 2010 6:26:59 GMT -5
"Salival glands of their favorite snack critter," Aftermath answers distractedly, busy giving Five a good back scritching. "Same effect that aluminum shaving has on 'em. They go a bit nuts."
"So," he rumbles after a moment, looking down at Freefall with an amused glint in his visor. "It's agreed then?"
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Post by Freefall on Feb 26, 2010 9:31:09 GMT -5
Freefall sighs and looks up at Aftermath. "Fine, fine. I'll look after her. Just...try not to be gone too long, okay?"
Just what has he gotten himself into? And why him!?
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Post by Aftermath on Mar 1, 2010 13:36:20 GMT -5
"I don't leave Praxus fer very long. Can't really. 'S a hard city t' get out of once it leaves a mark on yah." And to be honest, there was not a lot of places left for Aftermath to go. Even the cold void of space was too thickly filled with memories of a previous life.
Five's collar jingled as he patted her head, light glinting off of the metal name tag. After a moment, the grey mech straightened and cocks his blocky helm to one side, looking as if he was really seeing Freefall for the first time.
"... Do yah need babysittin' payment or is this jus' fine?"
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Post by Freefall on Mar 2, 2010 6:32:50 GMT -5
"It's fine, really."
Honestly, Freefall wouldn't know where to start. It's not as if there's a going rate for babysitting gibbys. Besides, from what he's seen, Five doesn't seem to be quite as high maintenance as he thought.
His ears twitch as Five's collar jingles, reminding him that the furry menace is still sitting on his head.
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Post by Aftermath on Mar 3, 2010 18:22:42 GMT -5
The furry menace is liking this perch. Yesss.
"Well, I'll pay if yah get yer arm bit off or somethin', a'ight?" Aftermath grins under that facemask of his.
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Post by Freefall on Mar 4, 2010 6:06:50 GMT -5
"You're too kind," Freefall replies dryly. Somehow, that doesn't make his decision any easier to swallow. 'So, when do you leave?"
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Post by Aftermath on Mar 8, 2010 16:57:02 GMT -5
"In a few days," Aftermath answers vaguely. "Gonna visit some fancy places. Y' want any fancy stuff? Don't even know what kind of fancy stuff there is, but I can prolly yoink a few fer yah."
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