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Breakdown glared at the human and mech that came in, feeling distrustful of them. He couldn’t put his finger on it, but there was something he didn’t like. “Yeah?” He asked bluntly. “What do you want?”

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Yuvel shuffled a little, his blind optics shuttering as Anya tensed by his pedes. Why was she so nervous? He could sense another Cybertronian, but this one did not seem much of a threat unless increasingly angered. Maybe because he was of a size or certain faction? Anya hoped that her tattered mech uniform did not give anything away. They were still moving to live with Hardshell...

"N-Nothing. Pass through, no trouble. Mere coincidence we meet."

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He held up a servo to show that was not required. “Do not worry, thre is no need for repaying anything. It is all on me.” Hardshell opened the ground bridge with a small device located near his blaster.

"You may stay for as long as you’d like", he said with a small smile. 

Deep inside, he was happy to help them; no one deserved to fall into MECH’s hands.

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Yuvel nodded eagerly, and then jumped a little when the ground bridge opened. It almost knocked Anya off his shoulder, but she used to get off and go collect her meager belongings. Yuvel did the same, muttering about new technology.

It took a moment or two, but the old mech shuffled back out with a very large case strapped to his back. It held all his tools. Nodding to the other, he shuffled his way into the ground bridge. Along with Anya.

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Burden blinks up at the clicks and approach of the woman with mild surprise, his proudly arched nose tilting slightly into the air, the heavy muscles of his massive neck smoothly bunching…the illusion is a good one. 

His pink upper lip wriggles a little bit at the woman, debating whether or not he should just wander away, or if the little foliage she held was worth the effort…eh. May as well.

A few smooth steps for such a big fella, and he gracefully leans down, flap-flipping his lip over the bits of greenery, exhaling warm grass scented breath onto the woman’s small palm as he takes the plants. Down they go with a munch-crunch, rhythmically chewing in that oddly soothing way that horses have. 

Of course, he takes a half step closer, his soft muzzle nuzzling against her clothing, trying to see if she has anything else of interest. He absently secure comms to his brother, //She smells really good…is this normal?//

Bother, of course, not to be left out, edges along the side, and tries to investigate a pocket, having scented so many different interesting things on her. //I don’t care! She smells amazing.//

Samson, ever the cautious one, edges up silently from their place in the deep brush to hide underneath Burden, their tiny form almost hidden by the palomino bulk of their protector. 

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Smiling she gently outstretched her other hand, petting him on the muzzle and nose area. She knew some horses were rather picky about where they were petted, so she made sure to scratch his chin as well.

Oh no. Or yes. More horsies! Giggling she reached out to Bother and scratched behind his ears. Frankly she was in just plain heaven right now surrounded by her favorite animals.

And there was one more? Wow. It was like Fauna's Ark up in this place. Clicking at the deer, she smiled at it. Young, and she could not tell if it was a doe or buck. Oh well. Not going to judge, it was too adorable.

"All so cute~ Yes you are. More grass if you like, all you cute. Have owners? Or wild ones? No problem, I leave you be if your wish."

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 She was a little suprised by the womens hostility but as she raised the gun to aim at her head she a instictual growl came from her throat giving away the fact that she was not just cybertronian. 

 ”I am a techno-organic. Now I suggest you lower your weapon. I mean no harm to you or your friend but if you attack I will defend myself.” She warned. 

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Yuvel clasped a digit across her mouth to make sure she would not say anything, and Anya responded by growling and trying to wriggle out of his hold. He just kept her there with a grunt, rolling his blind optics. She could be so hostile at times, but he knew why. They were constantly on the run, and in the past those who had seen them had not left alive.

"You half human and mine, yes? All right. Enough, both. Will no fight. You drop threat, she drop gun. Easy."

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Basically Anya sleeping on Yuvel and him trying to get comfortable without waking her up...

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    Seeing the young womens hand go to her gun Navimus instantly had her black cybertronian armor cover her organic skin and out of instinct her hand went to her sword though she was able to catch herself and instantly let go lifting her arms up in the air to show she meant no harm. 

  “I am Navimus Prime. I did not find you…not on purpose anyways. I came to scout out a old energon mine and see if it had any usable crystals to take back to cybertron.”  She looked between mech and women she knew the look they had. A look of fear and being on the run for far to long. She had been like that once…before she joined the autobots and her spark felt a twinge of sympathy for them. 

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She stumbled back, taking out her gun and aiming it right between the other's eyes. Whatever the hell she was, she did not like it. Tensing up, she kept the gun raised as the other retracted their...appendages. This was not her cup of tea, and she was tired of having to deal with odd people coming near her and Yuvel. Her mech guardian rumbled, ready to grab his charge and drive away if needed.

"What on hell are you? Unnatural. Tired, and want sleep. But you people keep finding us, even with hidden signal. You are Cybertronian yes? Then back off. MECH took your kind apart, not I. But the knowledge was learned by me!"

There were quite dark circles underneath her eyes, showing her exhaustion and rather altered state of mind. Yuvel growled at them both, picking up his female and stepping back.

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All right. Maybe they were done meeting weirdos in the forest. For now Anya was keeping her clothing on, and had sent up a small tent area for her to bathe. Yuvel remained ever vigilant and made sure that no one bothered her. A blind mech after all had no reason to stare.

So today they were just lounging around, the small woman curled up on her partner's chest plating. Both were in a light doze.

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"You don’t say. Mech. I’m sorry." He stated. Good.

Yuvel. That name did strike a bell for Megatron, though he couldn’t quite place why. ‘Older than the planet? I think I have heard things on the…” What was that word?” Broadcasting.” He stated with a click of his tongue.

He nodded his head again and tried to give another smile. It hurt his cheeks. Damn muscles. “What are you doing out here so far away? I do know it is a good place to escape from the world, I do agree.”

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He was not very good at smiling, but Americans in the woods finding half naked girls were probably rather socially impaired. Shifting a little, she shook out her wet hair and pinned it back on her head.

"Mm. I am former MECH agent. They are terrorist group, hunt his kind. Take apart, for research and weapons use. Running, they will kill both us if found. Betrayed for friendship."

She cast a soft smile to the mech, who grunted and fiddled with his scarred digits. He was getting tired, and decided to rest on a rock nearby. His frame was marred will weld marks, but not from war. Mostly from his tools.

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"I assure you. I am no spy. Just a man out for a walk."He held up his hands in defense. "I am sorry."

He looked up towards Yuvel again and frowned. He pointed up towards him and gave a dry chuckle. “Is that yours?” He asked.

He should have acted surprised. Frag. Hopefully he could play that off. If not, he had ways to defend himself.

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"He is friend, of your meaning. A mech, not a thing. You seem to see his kind, know of Cybertronians? Beings like us, only large. Metal. And old. Yuvel is much old. Older than planet."

The mech shifted as he was spoken about, helm flitting from Anya to the man near her. He still did not like him, but kept his mouth shut. If need be they could discuss in Russian without his knowing.

Relaxing a little, Anya tried to act somewhat friendly.

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He did give the form a slight look over. He wasn’t impressed. He never found human bodies attractive. Like hairless apes. He had seen them evolve and it had been hardly pleasant.

Megatron looked up to see Yuvel. He was ancient. Blind, it would appear. But he knew better than to underestimate an ancient. Age added power as well as wisdom with his kind.

He decided to play the fool.

"I-I apologize…"He stuttered and moved to cover his eyes. "I did not mean to intrude…."

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Snorting she crossed her arms over her chest, chewing on a spare strand of her wet hair. Her expression was certainly not happy, and she looked about ready to have Yuvel step on him. But then she would have to clean it up for the poor mech. Nah.

"Done good damn job. Try to relax, and man come. No escape. Even in wilderness. What you want? Are you MECH spy? If so, you will not leave. Alive."

She narrowed her eyes at him, prepared to reach for her pistol in its holster if necessary. It was buried underneath her blankets in the cave, but she could easily get to it if need be.

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No.

There it was.

A biomech. Who it was, he couldn’t tell right away. But that could easily be found out. This could prove far more valuable than he had originally thought. Managing to break him down would give him the parts he needed to create a means to get his body out of stasis.

But best to go this way stealthily.

He moved to walk forward from his hiding place, dropping all guise of weaponry…and donning a more…human personality.

He walked out into the light and stumbled back when he saw the other. “Oh my! I’m terribly sorry. I wasn’t aware anyone else was back here.”

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The instant she heard his voice, the young woman shrieked and lost her balance. She tried to cover herself the best she could, which only made the entirety of the situation worse. A loud curse from inside the cave sounded and Yuvel rushed out, scanners flaring out for his partner. He knew her signal, but he other one was strange.

Letting out a warning rumble his blind optics narrowed, before with surprising dexterity he fished the Russian woman out of the lake. She was shivering, and beet red from having a man see her in her...unmentionables.

Anya narrowed her own eyes at him, feeling her guardian tensed and ready to run if need be. Telling him to set her down, she was begrudgingly lowered down and stepped off. Grabbing her old mech uniform and pulling it around herself like a towel, she glared at the other. Yuvel stepped back, waiting patiently.

"I noticed. Explain to why staring at me? Rude. Russian we do not stare with women. American Pig."

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He had been close to being able to build a new weapon. Putting altercations to his fleshy form and finding ways to merge himself with biomechanics would prove painful. But one step closer to retrieving his true form again and properly taking things out would be well worth any pain that was given. He had been raised on pain, after all. And had caused it several times.

This would be approached as anything else.

Luckily enough, he knew ways to get bits and pieces that he needed. Stolen parts and a strategic mind could create things that could make due until he was once again whole.

He had been searching for scraps when a signal that might prove useful had come online on his searching cam. What he hadn’t been expecting was…

"Human." He growled under his breath as he looked over the rock. Normally, he would have gone in and taken it. But, these days and trapped in a flesh prison made such things uneasy. He looked down at his scanner and noticed that the traces was coming from the girl.

Interesting.

That meant contact.

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A loud snore left Yuvel, making Anya jolt for a moment. Snorting softly, she reclined back in her camisole and panties. Primus it was getting to be nice weather out, and the recent shopping trip allowed her to dress somewhat decently. She was about to trash that old uniform, but it was better to make it last until it fell apart. Similar to her past.

She stood, stretching and trotting over to her recharging mech friend. The old and blind mech had difficulty getting to this new location, so he needed all the rest he could get. Patting him affectionately on the thigh, she walked back over to the lake. Testing it with a toe, she shivered but went in anyway.

Her head disappeared underneath, and it was a good time before she resurfaced with a shake of her now black hair. The water was cold, but it most certainly brought her to alertness.

Making sure she balanced correctly, she floated on her back for a while while muttering to herself.

"Okay...need food. Clothes purchased, energon for Yuvel. Now me. Deer? No, too difficult to slaughter. No money for takeout. Could use a cheeseburger! Eh. Maybe Hardshell knows restaurant. Good one. Not sad."

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    Navimus had come back  to earth to inspect old energon mine and see if it was still usable. She had not expected to meet anyone this far out in the woods and was quiet suprised when a mech and human female came into the view. 

  “Hello.” She said announcing her presence she noted that the mech had not badge. A neutral…thats rare she thought. 

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Anushka whirled around, hand going to the large pistol on her hip. She carefully kept it there, amber eyes watching the smaller girl quite carefully. Yuvel jolted a little in shock, helm turning in the way of the voice. His optics were extremely pale, and it was clear he was most likely blind. Anya growled softly, readying to attack if necessary. Their secret must be kept safe.

"Who you? How find us? We're not commonplace, hidden. Are you foe? Or friend?"

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//Sorry. I have virtual villagers on my laptop and i can't stop getting distracted XD