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birdsandblades) wrote2023-05-11 07:14 pm
birdsandblades) wrote2023-05-11 07:14 pm
Cyberformed Inbox; $freebird
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Even despite everything, despite the pain, he wonders what Gunmax and Elec will think of each other.
There's a soft hiss as he eases down onto the couch, relaxing into the softness and the dark. Okay. Okay, yeah, this was a lot better than the cold, hard metal of his hideaway. It doesn't take away the pain, but it... Eases it, somehow. ]
It's- A spark. It's a spark.
It was someone else's, but that person is- [ Exarchon. Something about an Allspark. Washed away in the haze of pain, mostly, but Kagerou had been listening. ]
It's mine. It's mine now.
[ That, and the quiet hunger. ]
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[ Gunmax gives Kagerou an incredulous look at that. ]
A spark? That was the gift? A spark?
[ How does one gift a soul? How does one gift the soul of a dead mech since that was what Kagerou clearly cut himself off from saying.
Gunmax doesn't know but he is deeply concerned. ]
Right. Okay. You... Have a cybertronian spark now. You sure know how to pick your problems, birdie.
[ He leans in a little more and hovers a finger over the new line of growth on one wing. ]
If you're growing new parts... When did you last eat? You'll need nutrients. Metal doesn't just grow from nothing.
[ God. He should probably call Starscream. This is beyond his understanding and he never once claimed to be an mechanic expert. ]
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Not for... A while.
[ His tank had been basically empty, when he and Skywarp had talked. The changes were not helping any of this in the slightest, 'snacks' aside. It'd just hurt too much to think of emerging. Not wanting to be seen. A wounded animal gone off to hide.
He'd always been a coward. ]
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[ Gunmac lets out a slow breath and shakes his head. Of course, Kagerou hadn't eaten. He can't blame him. It wasn't like Gunmax had managed to get back up to full rations yet himself either. ]
Yeah, fair enough. Okay. I'm going to call Starscream and get some fuel for you, okay? We'll get some metal additives in it.
[ He glances at Kagerou's face again and cracks a small smile. ] I won't let him in, don't worry. I know you don't want to be seen by anyone yet.
[ He sits back on his knees and grabs for his comm, wasting no time in calling the brigade Starscream. He knows that out of everyone on board, he can help. ]
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Starscream, of course, bitches about not seeing Kagerou. Even when he does show up and pass a Lot of oil cans through the door, already seeded with various metal additives. He's not sure WHY Gunmax needs them for Kagerou, but despite the bitching he stays exactly where he is: on the other side of the door.
Kagerou can't help but smile the whole time. Loved, even in his less than intelligent moments. It soothes some of the less physical hurts.
His fuel tank actually rumbles when he spots the cans, though. It brings a tint to his face, surprised and embarassed. ]
...Thank you.
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[ The wrist squeeze gets a smile in response. He's glad that Kagerou feels safe enough to trust him with this. It's good to know his help is wanted too, at least on some level. And then, of course, Starscream hands off entirely too much oil, and Gunmax almost laughs about it.
Do you see, Kagerou? Do you see how much people care about you?
He thanks Starscream and carries the cargo back to Kagerou's side. There is a veritable mountain of oil cans for the mech to have now. ]
There. Drink slow. Your systems will probably pitch a fit.
[ He doesn't say a word about the rumble of Kagerou's tanks. He knows exactly how it goes. He presses one can into Kagerou's hand and gives him a smile instead. ]
No thanks necessary, birdie.
[ He's just glad Kagerou is still functioning. ]