Of course, Captain

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“Talos IV,” she turned to him momentarily, visor bright and wearing an eager grin. “I got a hold of Socket earlier. He’s building you up a personal shower so you can clean yourself up a bit and relax.”

In other words - wash the dead senator out of his hands and erase all traces of the vermin, but Blackguard chose to word the arrangement more like a pleasant surprise than a murder related clean up.

That too, caught him off guard. He stood almost dumbly in her office, staring back at her eager smile. Were he able to blush, he probably would have been.

“Talos IV, then,” he agreed with a rumble, the final syllables shifting from the disengaged avatar to the room itself. “I will prepare for our departure.”

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“Not before I say goodbye to a few mechs.” She warned him with a pointed finger. “Last time we took off, Megatron, Astrotrain, and Arkaitimus got bent out of shape because I didn’t give them proper goodbyes. I’ll do that as soon as I’m done with this call though.”

And in an effort to make good on her word (and to force herself to return to work instead of retiring), Blackguard finally took the call with the Paradian with a strained greeting and a wave to Crossfire. She was good now; She could take it from here.

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heligooddeals

“Talos IV,” she turned to him momentarily, visor bright and wearing an eager grin. “I got a hold of Socket earlier. He’s building you up a personal shower so you can clean yourself up a bit and relax.”

In other words - wash the dead senator out of his hands and erase all traces of the vermin, but Blackguard chose to word the arrangement more like a pleasant surprise than a murder related clean up.

That too, caught him off guard. He stood almost dumbly in her office, staring back at her eager smile. Were he able to blush, he probably would have been.

“Talos IV, then,” he agreed with a rumble, the final syllables shifting from the disengaged avatar to the room itself. “I will prepare for our departure.”

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Her optical ridge arched as she watched the light ripple go through his form, then turned her helm and rested the bottom of her chin on his shoulder, looking down the hall as it echoed with a noise neither she nor the avatar made. She hadn’t heard that one out of him yet and wondered if it was actually made with his form’s vocalizer rather than just parts settling. Before she could inquire though, the avatar let go of her and went back to business. She chose to follow suit.

“I haven’t that one yet, but it sounds close enough.” She agreed with a curt nod, sighing as she turned back to her desk and pulled a datapad sitting in the corner to the center of the desk. Working seemed like such a distant memory to her now that she almost didn’t remember how to do it anymore. Part of her wished she would just forget, call it quits, retire and relax. She wouldn’t know what to do with herself if she did though, so she went with the only choice she had.

“I swear to god, if it’s that Paradian again,” she grumbled, pulling up shipping records on the datapad with one hand and touching her comm unit with the other. “Thank you, Crossfire. I’ll take it from here.”

“I’ll be sure to block the frequency if they become a bother,” he commented lightly with a grin. His dismissal was understood, a nod of acknowledgement given as the avatar flickered before regaining form and he turned back around to her.

“One more thing, before you begin: Where are we going from here?”

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Blackguard shifted, surprised to hear his voice so close to her audios rather filling the entire the room. It was different, making his presence and avatar seem a lot more tangible to her. She welcomed the shift in presence with a smile, unaware that it was even there aside from the soft ache in her face plates.

“I think you got that backwards, Cross.” She teased, lightly bumping her helm against the avatar’s. “I’m the one who accidentally bought you and had to be saved. That’s like, two life debts in your favor.”

The action sent a ripple through the avatar down to the ship’s core, and a low hum of appreciation lifting from the hallway. Part of him didn’t want to pull away; Let them keep their helms pressed together--

But she wasn’t his.

“Details,” he finally commented with a grin, dropping his arms from around her waist to turn and activate her office door. “Perhaps it’s suffice to say we’re... Even Stevens? That’s how the saying goes, right? You do have a relentless caller asking about Fluorite cells - I told them you were on personal leave.”

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Blackguard snorts, setting her cube down on the desk, and turns back toward the avatar. “Yeah, I think dropping out of the sky just to punch a guy really exceeds expectations.”

She starts making grabby hands at him, silently asking for a hug.

The motion earns her a questioning look, but he quickly closes the distance between them with a loose hug; Making sure that he stood only a fraction below her height - as per usual with his pilots.

“I will take security more seriously,” he mentioned quietly as he held her. “Greater care to sift through what messages are received.”

A slow and steady sigh passes through her vents as she wraps her arms around the avatar and rests her arm against its shoulder. Part of her wished that Crossfire had made himself just a bit bigger so he could fully engulf her in his arms, as she was use to being hugged by larger mecha like Blackout and Megatron, but she kept the little complaint to herself. Regardless of how big or small he was, she still got what she wanted.

“Thanks.” She says through another sigh, turning her helm over so she was looking toward him rather than away. “I appreciate it, and.. everything else you’ve been doing for me here lately. It means a lot.”

Behind his visor, the holoavatar’s optics grew wide. She was very close to him, and something deep within the hull of the ship stirred. No, it wasn’t quite the same through the avatar’s point-of-view, but in this moment, perhaps out of Redstrike’s view, he had her to himself. A foolish notion.

“I owe you quite a bit,” Crossfire replied, his voice in the space between them. “To be helpful is the least I can do.”

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“Well, yeah, but…” She shrugs at the trail off, coming to a stop just a few feet away from the avatar and smiling at it. Much as she liked hearing his room filling voice, Blackguard was partial to having an actual tangible figure to speak to and interact with. “Still.. I kinda figured I was gonna be out there on my own. I really didn’t expect you to come.”

“I strive to go above expectations,” he said plainly, a smile pulling at his features as the light that made his form brightened a bit. “What matters now, is that you’re safe, Rigel is accounted for, and for now, the danger has passed. Or so it would seem.”

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Blackguard snorts, setting her cube down on the desk, and turns back toward the avatar. “Yeah, I think dropping out of the sky just to punch a guy really exceeds expectations.”

She starts making grabby hands at him, silently asking for a hug.

The motion earns her a questioning look, but he quickly closes the distance between them with a loose hug; Making sure that he stood only a fraction below her height - as per usual with his pilots.

“I will take security more seriously,” he mentioned quietly as he held her. “Greater care to sift through what messages are received.”

heligooddeals

“Well, yeah, but…” She shrugs at the trail off, coming to a stop just a few feet away from the avatar and smiling at it. Much as she liked hearing his room filling voice, Blackguard was partial to having an actual tangible figure to speak to and interact with. “Still.. I kinda figured I was gonna be out there on my own. I really didn’t expect you to come.”

“I strive to go above expectations,” he said plainly, a smile pulling at his features as the light that made his form brightened a bit. “What matters now, is that you’re safe, Rigel is accounted for, and for now, the danger has passed. Or so it would seem.”

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“Is that the same as fine?” She teases, expanding her field to convey her playfulness to him so he’d understand that she was just teasing before pulling it back within a socially acceptable amount of space. “And good thinking. I forgot that he would be flooded with pings.” Blackguard frowns, feeling pity for Rigel as she sets the empty cube in a crate full of others destined to be refueled at the next port. She knew everyone would be giving him nothing but warm welcomes and well wishes, but she desperately hoped that they would be smart enough to not overwhelm with questions or demands. He had been through so much in the last two months. He needed a break, not several interrogations.

“You really saved our sparks back there, you know.” She says as casually as she can, grabbing a full cube for herself and heading back toward the office. “I owe you big time for that.”

“You owe me nothing,” he insists. “You would have done the same had I been in your position. That is what friends do for each other.”

In the time she takes getting to her office, Crossfire had materialized his holoavatar and stood dutifully at her door awaiting her arrival.

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“Tired.” Is the first thing out of her mouth. Then, after she picks up the empty cube left at Rigel’s door and leaves a full one in it’s place, she pauses a moment to reflect on herself. “Good though, I think. Better than I have been.” The last comment is spoken with a dry, humorless laugh. “But.. good.”

She spares a glance up to the ceiling as she goes to put the empty cube in storage. “You?”

“I am operating within normal parameters,” Crossfire replied smoothly, tracking her progress through the halls as he bounced from UI to UI panel on the wall. “All is quiet on the shared open frequencies, aside from Rigel’s signal, which is not surprising. However, I am passively screening the conversations as a precautionary measure.”

#You can't see him flushed #because he's a space ship #Anonymous

I wanna be just like you when I grow up.

... Are you sure about that?

so... are we not gonna address the blood and the bits in between your knuckles or what

Removing Blackguard and Rigel from a hostile situation was priority. I will attend to my hand when I am able.

#He makes due #Since very few ports and harbors have washracks that accommodate his size in root #Anonymous

hell hath no fury like a supreme defending his lady amirite

I think the point was made.

so... was that just a one time deal, or are you gonna smash everyone who fucks with your captain

It would be in your best interest not to bother Blackguard or her company.

#lookin at you elita one #dash commentary

While reading these ridiculous messages, he’s still trying to catch what the First Chair has to say regarding current events. In her Universe, no doubt, but there’s an aire of familiarity in listening to what a proper government has to say.

how's Manus' beach house? PRETTY GOOD IT DOESN'T SEEM

The structure is still standing; The balcony and patio area will need some work.

trust me dude, you gotta do step three. it's very important you do it. and but it I mean her.

You’re lucky these messages are private.