#athenafire

[viciousbite]

@athenafire continued from xXx

His servo slapped at the ground, missing its mark, or perhaps, only there to intimidate. The snow, an another factor of irritation. He disliked the cold, it made his frame sluggish. Each movement of the organic's body made the golden finials at the sides of his helm twitch. His frame shifted, backed away, baring his arched side view to her eyes. While golden optics glared, observing.

His audials picked up her words, processing how genuine they felt. Help, can she help? The gag didn't muffle his hisses or growls, not when they came so deep within his intake, like second nature. So small, and squishy, how can she help? Wait, these organics had those... places they lived in, away from the snow, and some had tiny tools that may fit into his muzzle and unlock it.

He slowly crawled closer, snow squished beneath his servos and pedes. Hissing all the while, as he rested his pointed chin along the ground near her.

[beforecreation]

🤝

A pro and con when it comes to being friends with the grumpy cat man!

Pro: If you're his friend, he might let you have some of the rare delicacies offered to him! He might even tell you which planets and places have especially good cuisines.

Con: Even if you're his friend, he's not sharing with you. You have your dish and he has his. End of story.

[circuitry-and-chaos]

"You ever wonder about why oxygen is something most species need to survive, but how it's slowly killing us by setting us on fire? And turns you into rust?"

He stares.

He stares at the little human for a long, long moment before he rubs his face.

"What .. what the actual frag? What...? Why? Why say that?" He's rubbing his face, trying to figure out how to describe how disturbing that thought it. "Why?"

[risingsouls]

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" Huh? You guys need a whole community to build a house? "

A second thought reminded him of construction ventures he witnessed in the city. Ones that took months to complete and entire crews. A feat that a Saiyan or two could put together in a few days to a week, max, depending on the size of the project. But he supposed he could give Earthlings a break: most of them were pretty weak physically in comparison and next to none of them could fly to make things even easier. They had to use giant bulky machines and pulleys to accomplish work that was high up.

" Hell, me and Raditz could probably build your house in half a day ourselves. Might need a little instruction, but I think even we could manage. " Nappa laughed and slapped Raditz on the back. " The runt may not look like much, but even he's capable when he wants to be. "

Raditz rolled his eyes. " Says the guy who can barely keep his business afloat without my help. " Arms folded, he glanced toward the spot she indicated, the ruination of her house. He snorted at the irony: he and Nappa had a much deeper history of destroying homes over building them. " But he's right; we could probably make quick work of this. "

[5mind]

 🌿

Send 🌿 to accidentally get caught under the mistletoe with my muse.

Really now? A total stranger? Antares lets out a weary sigh.

Who made up this mistletoe shit anyways? Well, it's not like he has to play by these rules if he didn't feel like it. A bladed tail cuts through the air. The mistletoe that once hung above the two of them fell onto Merediths head.

"Hope you weren't expecting anything from that."

[mxchineandnerve]

"Be honest. You hate me." less of a question, and more of an accusation.

"Tell her the truth." Said a prodding Cortana, safely tucked away on a private comm channel so as to keep her words confidential.

"That would be...unprofessional."

"And what, being a being old stick in the mud to the poor girl would be?"

"I'm not a stick in the mud."

"Right now you are."

"I am not arguing with you right now."

"Then at least answer her question!"

Turning to face the obnoxious precious cargo the Chief had in tow, he got down on one knee so that his featureless visor was level with her face.

"You. You're intentionally making this more difficult, aren't you?"

"There ya go!"

"Enough, Cortana!"

@athenafire

[lord-overlips]

The Praxian Polar Night held the ruined city in its claws. Not many braved the cold, even the Constructicons had gone home for the week. But what appeared to be a minibot continued to scavenge through a clearly separated pile of scrap to be melted down and reused for repairs. It looked up, a strange light on the side of its helm obscuring details as it stared, frozen, at Overlord.

Ah, he'd missed that look. That simply gorgeous look of cold dread that left his victims paralysed. He could probably walk up to them right now and snap their neck with a flick of his servos before the poor bot even managed to move.

"Hello, sweetspark...." His lips curled in a broad, thoroughly pleased grin. "Fancy a game?"

[divinituscaptivus]

"Kusig, what is this new contraption you put in my ship? Pontevallis called it a Gyrobike, some weird ball thing. I told you, I don't want your machines. A horse is fine, plus they're smarter." (Unification wars era)

"Horses can and will tire. Horses are also slow, require feeding and stabling and veterinary care, and smell of shit. This 'contraption' is far more efficient than a mere horse. IT will last far longer than thirty years."