The 'prettiest' poison

TFA Slipstream

[deevalentine-blog]

i really like her ok

[fuckyeahseekers]

by processormalfunction

[sandlake]

[notjustanotherdraft]

treacherous--decepticon:

tags: #[No one likes you Slipstream#go away#everyone loves Starscream more]

[notjustanotherdraft]

[22:23] SG Drift: You're cute when you get angry~

[22:25] TFA Slipstream: slipstream doesnt understand flirting

[22:25] TFA Slipstream: she's too bby

[22:25] TFA Slipstream: gawd drift

[22:25] TFA Slipstream: she's jailbait

[22:26] SG Drift: she doesn't look like it o-);

[botofbanter-blog]

Is than an invitation? I never refuse a date~!

I’ll keep that in mind, in case we get to meet one day, face to face. I’ll bring over some chocolates! I hope you like them spiked~

[notjustanotherdraft]

-Optic twitching, she flares her wings; ugh!

Get lost!

-In a fit of temper she strikes the communication screen; it was worthless, anyway (considering the only contact she'd been able to get on it was this 'Drift' character).

...

-For a moment she keeps her fingers nestled in the bashed circuitry, pretending it was some component of the irritating red mech's. When she at last removes her digits, sparks fly from the tips, crackling and sizzling as debris crumbles from her fingers, toward the ground. Time to get moving.

[botofbanter-blog]

Tough one, aren’t you? 

I like femmes with sharp tongues and sharper accessories~ Bet those pretty claws of your ain’t there for decoration~

[notjustanotherdraft]

-She glances at her claws; sharp, huh?

How about I give you a demonstration, since you like them so much? My treat~

[notjustanotherdraft]

Heh - I don’t do ‘nice’.

-She rolls her optics as he continues; what was his malfunction, anyway? Grounders were so … no; mechs were weird, period. She huffs.

Sllipstream - now will you leave me alone? Don’t tell me I have to throw credits at you-

-She grimaces as she says his name.

-Drift.

[botofbanter-blog]

Every chip counts, but for you I have a discount.

How about a cute smile~?

[notjustanotherdraft]

No.

[botofbanter-blog]

Oh please, I was trying to be nice! You should always be nice to pretty ladies! 

(Heard that makes them reconsider shooting you in the face right away. Though it didn’t work well with few of my female colleagues.)

Anyway, name’s Drift. Mercenary extraordinaire. Don’t feel like getting your hands dirty and have some credits to spare? I’m your man! (Or mech.)

Now, who is this pretty gem on the other side of my screen?

[notjustanotherdraft]

Heh - I don't do 'nice'.

-She rolls her optics as he continues; what was his malfunction, anyway? Grounders were so ... no; mechs were weird, period. She huffs.

Sllipstream - now will you leave me alone? Don't tell me I have to throw credits at you-

-She grimaces as she says his name.

-Drift.

[botofbanter-blog]

Too casual? 

How about this:

Thee that look like an angel, or at least a minister of grace, trapped in a subtly crafted shell made of metal. Is there anything thee needeth or I could doeth for thee, my fair lady?

[notjustanotherdraft]

... well, now that you mention it-

-There was only one way to reply to a bad joke.

-buzz off.

[anonymous12367i13-deactivated20]

Hiatus

09/27 (maybe sooner, maybe later)

[botofbanter-blog]

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 Bonjour gorgeous stuff, how can I help you?

[notjustanotherdraft]

Excuse me?

[distortionandfear]

'Heheh, when it's up to me I prefer to do both at once~' He gave his best cheesy grin. 

He looked thoughtful for a moment, staring off into the distance.

'I do like flyin though. Nothing beats it. I got grounded for a while recently and Primus that was awful. No frag is worth gettin grounded over.'

[notjustanotherdraft]

...

-She blinked - his next words caught her attention.

No kidding - say ... how'd you get grounded, anyway? No way you'd just let it happen, huh?

[starscreammagica]

more con stuff

[turbopunk-deactivated20140717]

"Ack!" Cheetor stumbled backwards, lifting his pedes up at random, he was literally ‘dancing’ for the fem-bot and Primus was he not enjoying it. He made a dash for it, trying to stay ahead of the Con’s fire, easing his way closer for a hit as he ran circles around her.

"H-haha! You can’t hit a thing with that kind of aim!" Cheetor couldn’t help but mock the Seeker as he took a dive at her, blade out and aiming for a thruster. 

[notjustanotherdraft]

Hah~!

-She giggled despite herself - yes, dance, little grounder! She kept her aim on him at sparse intervals once he started circling - he really did move fast. Though perhaps ... if she hadn't been so focused on her aiming she would have noticed his path veer towards her. Alas, he's with her within a flash, striking-

Hey!

-Luckily her spinning, the effect of her trying to aim in the circle about herself, makes it so that his strike, while it lands, simply slide off her thruster with a screech. It scores the metal, but it's nothing the femme can't walk off. With a growl Slipstream kicks at him with her other pede before zipping away a short safeguarded distance - now where'd he go?

[distortionandfear]

Bonding is well, you know, when you really like someone, and you meld sparks and slag. You gotta really like em, because it’s permanent. Only way to break the bond is to get offlined. Makes you family. 

I guess it’s kinda different for us, bein in the middle of a war and all that. I never really could feel that strongly what Screamer and TC where feelin. Depends on the mech maybe. Others can kinda communicate a bit through their sparks? I dunno. 

-he shrugged.-

'facing is a lot more fun. Good way to blow off steam, yanno? it's uh…it's when another mech makes you feel real good till you can't take it anymore and the charge builds up and you feel really good.

Lots more ways to do that. I can make a Seeker overload with just a good wingrub, heh.

[notjustanotherdraft]

.....

-She makes a face; bonding sounded straightforward enough. 'Facing, though ... eugh.

That sounds weird.

-She hisses, in slight distaste; her only experience with any sort of 'built up charge' was the restless feeling after spending too long cooped up in one place, and she hated that feeling. She couldn't imagine engaging in any sort of activity to instigate the feeling intentionally. Her wings fold back defensively at the boxxy seeker's commentary - no thanks.

I think I'd take flying over 'facing, any day~

[notjustanotherdraft]

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Who are you?

[notjustanotherdraft]

((creys, i'll be catching up on stuff now ;;;;))