#hazardousoutlander

[navimus-prime-archived]

Prime Vs Phase Sixer

closed with @hazardous-outlander continued from here

Outlander forced herself to ignore all the impulses in her processor and the signals on her HUD that alerted her the various ways to kill the charging predacon, she wanted to do this without causing any more damage.

As the prime drew close she put faith in her armour to deal with the sword and dug her feet into the ground, swinging her body forward with a punch aimed at Navimus’ nearing frame. She’d been able to stop the oncoming fist of a combiner with a similar punch so in hindsight it may not have been the best idea.

Navimus was ready for a punch and quickly switched to bringing her sword down with one servo while the other moved to protect her mid section. Her processor already working to bring up the telekinetic barrier and her free servo channeling the power to do so. She would feel the punch but it would not be as damaging. 

Sharp denta bared at her opponent while a low growl rumbled from Navimus throat. “Why?! Why did you do this?!” 

[littlestepslongblades]

💖

You’re a good fighter.

You can hold your energon. By that I mean you apparently keep a stock of fuel that would make other bots go blind.

You’re not opposed to random scraps with strangers. I like that in a bot.

[vietalis-archived]

me: you can’t hug your children with nuclear arms murphy, very softly and very australian: ....wot?

[guardiia]

@hazardous-outlander

     :: Not too much though, I don’t wanna’ get punched again, but I’ll let ‘em know you’re comin’. :: This is a pleased truck, she’s going to settle down and bring up the Netflix. 

[naviyeager-a]

@hazardous-outlander

“What do you want now?”

[navimus-prime-archived]

hazardous-outlander liked your Starter Call

Navimus was on her way to the well of allsparks. Her brother had been on her mind lately and she had decided to use the slow and quiet day at the council hall to her advantage and pay a visit. She had flown most of the way, but after a while she decided to walk the rest. 

She was almost at the well when she heard a rumbling in the distance, she paused and looked around until she spotted the source of the sound. It was a very large heavily armored truck, and it seemed to be heading in her direction. 

[littlestepslongblades]

hazardous-outlander replied to your post: “Sexual Sunday in the multiverse always leaves a faintly bitter...”:

someone would volunteer but that could get awkward

He appreciates the...sentiment?

He’s just kind of like “someone hold me while I sleep, but no one touch me.”

[vietalis-archived]

@hazardous-outlander continued from [x]

The flush on her face grew rapidly. “Flattery,” she gasped softly. “Y-You don’t have to be nice.”