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[blondchiroptera]

Forgotten Friend

Why was he here? He usually didn't wander this far in toward the center areas of Motorcity. It was too bright around here most of the time, forcing him to rely on echolocation and the shadows in order to get around. So far he hadn't seen anyone yet so there wasn't a sense of worry yet. Currently, Chuck finds himself hanging off the edge of one of the old buildings. He keeps himself in the shadows of course, not wanting to risk being spotted just yet. Lord only knew what'd happen if a human in this area were to find him.

Truth be told, he's actually looking for a meal at the moment. Where were those darn rats? Usually they were too stupid to consider hiding due to their size. Blond hair hanging out of his face, the experiment simply frowns and is about to take off before a screech of wheels startles him. Instantly he presses hard against the wall of his perch, freezing in place. 

God, what was it this time?

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Protect, Remember me

Protect: My character keeps yours safe from harm. Remember Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to get yours to remember them. 

There seemed something off when he finally caught up with his sister, a distant look in her eye.  Her pupils were extremely dilated, His hands coming up to cup her cheeks to get a better look at her face.

That's when he heard the buzzing of bots surround him, keeping Julie between him and Mutt as his spark staff came out.  He expertly tossed the item out, eliminating the bots within a matter of moments.

"That was awesome!" He heard the red head cry out from behind him.  "I've never seen someone move like that! What's your name?"

The leader turned around, the staff knocking him in the head as it boomeranged back to him.  The item collapsed as soon as it knocked into his skull, his hands fumbling as he caught it.

"What's my name?!" He couldn't help but stare at her with a bit of confusion.  "It's me, Mike!"

"Who?"

That's when the lump in his throat sank to the pit of his stomach.  He turned around, gripping her by the shoulders and pulling her close.

"It's me! Leader of the Burners, your friend...." He paused.

"Your half-brother... Please tell me you remember..." His voice was cracking, in obvious distress.

That's when the black of her pupils started giving away to her beautiful Amber irises again, her hands coming up to play with his hair.

"Shit.. Don't scare me like that again!"

"Mike, don't curse.  Cursing isn't like you."

The leader let out a distressed but relieved laugh, his head dipping down as she continued to comb his hair with her fingers.

"What isn't like me is losing you... So... Don't do that again, PLEASE." He hugged her tightly to him for a long time, despite the fact bots started to surround them again.

"My heart can't take it."

[whiptailheart-blog]

O Romeo, Quiet me.

O Romeo: I will write my character missing/looking for yours.

"She's missing, won't pick up her comm. Texas already took off, think you could look with a clearer head?"

"You got it."

Mike's icon disappeared from the dashboard and Dutch cursed, swerving so he could make an immediate U-turn and start scouring everything. They couldn't...They couldn't lose her. It was way too dangerous. He set up his tracker to try and find 9Lives, but there was no signal from it at all which made him curse yet again, this time louder and filled with more apparent frustration.

Clear head, Dutch. Get yourself together. You can get her.

And he had to cling to that very dim hope. 

Quiet Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to calm yours down 

She'd only show her fear at night. When Texas had finally let her go with a soft 'Good night' so different from his boisterous self, when Mike and Chuck had gone away to do what they always did at the late hours, and when Dutch was holed away in his room doing who-knows-what.

It was then when she'd let her fear slip out. And she'd cry, whimpering much like she did when teasing her boys but this time far from joking. It was one night that this happened when Dutch walked past her door and overheard those cries. 

He pushed the door open lightly, seeing her gasp and sit up a little too quickly and try to wipe her eyes. 

"D-Dutch! What's up?"

He didn't say anything. Simply looked at her with concerned brown eyes before crossing the room and taking her into a hug. She shook, and she didn't cry but the whimpers persisted as she clung to his shirt, not questioning why he didn't speak and instead relishing how he wouldn't infringe her right to cry. 

...Then again, they probably all did.

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Just Checking Up // Burners RP

It was dark... Technically 'night' in Motorcity.

And it was simply another unproductive day, at least by Mike's standards.  Darius was asleep and he was in his own bed, staring at the ceiling.  He had his headphones clamped over his ears, blaring music as he thought about every single conversation he had that day.

Hound wondering where everyone went... a Julie too scared to speak to him... Gummi giving him the chance to talk about his Burners so proudly.  It was enough to get him thinking about "his Burners," as everyone called them: The ones he was closest to.

What exactly were they up to now?

It was probably a bit too late to call people up, but he obviously wasn't going to sleep anytime soon.  So he sat up and brought up his ears, sending out a small signal to all of them, hoping at least one of them would pick up and talk to him.

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