Starstrike bolted around the corner, slamming face first into someone on the other side and sending them both to the round. "Sorry!" He exclaimed, preparing to stand and bolt again. (starstrikeroleplays)
Orvus yawned as he simply strolled down the street. It had been a boring day. ‘Go out and have fun,’ Sigmund had said, ‘being stuck in the Clock isn’t going to be good for you now that you’re organic.’ Orvus had to admit, he wasn’t really using the time Sigmund wanted him to have very well. But he might as well make the most of it, as he can’t stroll down a sidewalk in the Great Clock.
Orvus was about the turn the corner before someone else beat him to it on the opposite side and ran into him. He hit the ground and moaned as he sat up and rubbed his lower back. What just happened? He looked at the person who ran into him and was going to ask if he was alright, but the other person was already getting ready to stand up and leave again. Orvus stopped him.
“N-Now, wait a moment! Are you alright? Given the intensity of our collision, you were running very fast Is something troubling you?” His antennae lowered slightly as he raised a brow. “Or are you perhaps causing trouble?”