#twistedlittlemind

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Have time for a tea party, Knock Out?

If I didn't, I'd make some. Let's do it.

[seacrestseacon]

Dinner of the Stars and Sea.

A soft ping from his datapad, and Seacrest was rolling over to scoop it off the berthside. Oh, hey! He found a match on Hubcap. Wonder who swiped back on him? It was surprising how many familiar faces from his cards he recognized on this thing, hopes low of meeting up to get autographs, but it was a time burner.

So when he opened the program, and the avatars of he and his new match popped up with a fanfare of confetti, Seacrest nearly dropped the datapad in shock.

“Holy frag he swiped me. Starscream right swiped me!?”

A few minutes of just, staring down at the datapad, bolstering, and I guess it was time to get that chat ball rolling.

Be smooth. Be subtle. 

.: Would you like to go for dinner? :.

... Better than probably a lot of first messages.

@twistedlittlemind

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I have a gift, if you have a bridge.

I have a bridge and a giftless void in my life. Be there in a klik.

[highglossfinish]

twistedlittlemind: It's hard to find it in such good quality. I'd like to know your source.

Ah, that would be The Garnet Mech, who lives near the plasma graveyards and grows them and has gotten surprisingly good at concealing his naked contempt for the Autobots. They’re incomparable for taste. 

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Is this a roundabout way of saying you've suffered an optic injury?

[highglossfinish]

Ping: More bandages.

You know, at a certain level of bandage requests, I'm obligated to ask whether you're bleeding out.

[highglossfinish]

Well?

Well, what?

[highglossfinish]

twistedlittlemind said: Rhodolite will do. Unless your stock is cheaper than I was led to believe.

A mech of unapologetic taste, I see. Rhodolite incoming.