Too soon, too late

"When life robs you of the things you care about, you either let it hold you back or drive you forward." ✾ Written by Opo.

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musicwield:

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“ I - I think there may had been a mistake . . ! “

Confused brown eyes stared at the other who seemed to be upset. Ignorance shows truly as Tempo waved his hands in front of his shoulders, asserting unknown to a rule Navelle obviously did not follow.

“ I - I didn ‘ t know Navelle wasn ‘ t allowed to talk to strangers , but he needed help ! I couldn ‘ t just leave him all confused like that ! He was trapped in my world , what did you want me to do , leave him be ? ? ? “

Navelle was peeking quietly from his room, watching Theo yell at his friend. He wanted to oh so badly to butt in, but Theo was enraged, a mood he seldom saw the femme in. There were times when she came close because the young bot knew how to push her buttons, but he never saw her quite this upset.

“You’re damn right there’s been a mistake,” Theo yelled as she removed her mask so that the human could see the full range of her emotions to his mistakes, “A mistake that’s soon to be corrected!” She tosses her mask to the side and gets up and personal with the human, not caring at the moment if she hurts him or not in the process, “You should had left him alone! Let him be! He’s a smart boy! He would had known to call me! I would had came in a sparkbeat to come and get him, no matter what world he was in!” She tosses up her hands, “But noooo you just had to help him! A human no less! He knows how I feel how you damn fleshbags, but yet he can’t get it through his stubborn mind not to mess with you guys!”

As if feeling the youngling staring at her, Theo turns in his direction and fixes him with a glare that sends him hiding. She huffs and glances back at Tempo, “I don’t like you. None of you. I know what you humans are capable of. I’ve seen the mess you’ve made of us Cybertronians, so forgive me if I’m a little protective of Navelle, but if you knew what happened to his parents, then you would understand why I’m the way I am with him.”

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“ It’s you again … Navelle right ? “

Lips perked as eye brows become encased in confusion. The thought of never seeing him again was now dragging itself off his mind. One time meetings aren’t never enough, despite the secrets that’s hidden, right? You should know this Tempo.

“ But you’re on Melodia this time . Not on Earth . I thought you would be lost so .. let me help you this time . “

"Melodia?” There was a slight tension in the youth’s frame, “What is Melodia? Where is Melodia?” It was one thing to be on Earth because he knew Earth, but he didn’t know this Melodia. Was he safe here? He couldn’t help feeling apprehensive as he takes a look around, eyeing certain things that interested him.

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lockedandgrey:

That–

…is a very good question.

Greylock huffs, wings jerking in agitation.  If she were to be honest, she doesn’t want to hang up.  She spoke with so few mecha on a regular basis, even fewer younglings; she’s loathe to let this one go, just because he’s an asshole.

≪ …I dunno, ≫ she answers at length. ≪ ‘Cause there’s no one else? ≫

The young Seeker goes silent again, quietly gathering his thoughts. There was still a way to salvage this conversation and perhaps gain a friend. He just needed to not be so mean. Glancing at a nearby side-table, he reaches for a small object. It was a geometric sculpture his sire made him before he perished.

It was the only thing he had of his Tatti. Navelle sighs, hugging the sculpture to his chestplate. Luckily Greylock couldn’t see any of this or else Navelle would probably had died of embarrassment. 

Clearing his vocals, he mumbles a soft apology, <<I didn’t mean to upset you...>> He states, pulling the sculpture away from his chestplate and holding it up in the light, <<I’m not use to talking to anyone besides Theo, so I’m sorry if I come off as rude.>>

<<I guess we’re both lonely, huh?>>

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lockedandgrey:

And now he was laughing at her?!  Greylock seems to swell, plating fluffing with the souring of her mood, and a low rattle not unlike a growl rises in her chassis.

This was beyond being rude.  This was just being mean.  And for what purpose?

≪ You’re… ≫

A words comes back to her, one she heard only once before.

≪ You’re an asshole. ≫

Navelle went quiet as his optics widen in surprise. Asshole? Him? How was he being an asshole? He wasn’t the one demanding for his location and as for the second part, he was just telling Greylock how it is. That didn’t make him an asshole at all... Did it?

For a moment the young Seeker was at a lost of words. He wanted to retort back. To call her something just as ugly, but he couldn’t find it in himself to do so all of a sudden. He knew very well if he was to tell Theo what had transpired between the two of them, she would tell him to apologize immediately, but in his eyes he did nothing wrong. And here he was wanting to try to make friends. What a botched up job he was doing.

Navelle noticed that Greylock hadn’t cut the line just yet, so in a quiet tone he mutters softly, <<...If I’m an asshole, then why are you still talking to me?>>

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lockedandgrey:

≪ But why not? ≫ Greylock whines petulantly. ≪ It’s not like I could do anything with your location! ≫ Not yet, anyway.

A heavy pout settles onto the youngling’s faceplate at Navelle’s remarks. ≪ That’s not a nice thing to say, ≫ she scolds. ≪ You should be nicer, Navelle. ≫

<<And how do I know that? For all I know you could be an adult, using a child’s voice to trick me! Theo said not to give out information, so I’m not going to give you any information about my location. I all ready gave you my designation, which I wasn’t suppose to, but I did. End of discussion.>>

Navelle’s features turned sour. At first he was genuinely interested in this other youngling, but was now starting to get annoyed with her. It was as if she didn’t understand the concept of boundaries and that no meant no. He huffs gently to himself as he half listens to what Grelock had to say.

A bark of laughter escapes the youth and soon he finds himself giggling uncontrollably, <<Me? Be nicer?>> He manages through giggles, <<Why should I be nicer? Why will that get me? It’s not my fault that you can’t take an insult. Learn to toughen up.>>

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