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Post by Stock and Fledgeling on Apr 16, 2015 15:37:08 GMT
Yes!
NONONO. Papa told me stories of the fearsome Dashside, I am not getting killed by a conduit!
Sting rolled her optics and pressed down with her ped.
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Post by Ulti on Apr 16, 2015 15:43:47 GMT
Dashside slowly got up from where she was laying, stretching her arms and yawning, still tired. She knelt down next to the mechling, and asked him a question. "Did your father ever tell you... *Yawn*... what not to say to a conduit?" Of course, it was a trick question.
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Post by Stock and Fledgeling on Apr 16, 2015 15:47:58 GMT
yes, but I'm not saying it! I nearly didn't exist because it was said!
Fledgeling struggled and smashed his shield against Sting's leg, but Sting kept her hold on him.
Wait, is he telling the truth about himself?
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Post by Ulti on Apr 16, 2015 15:50:52 GMT
"What do you mean, Sting?" She asked, looking up at her sparkmate as she ran a single digit around Fledgeling's faceplate, trailing it through all his features and around his optics and intake.
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Post by Stock and Fledgeling on Apr 16, 2015 15:57:32 GMT
I mean, you really think he's related to Starchild or whatever?
Fledeling struggled, resisting the urge to spit on Dash.
Starling! Starling Talker! My dead father!
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Post by Ulti on Apr 16, 2015 15:58:56 GMT
"Wings look the same." She replied, stopping trailing her servo around his face and looking at Fledgeling, leaning backwards and resting her servo on his face, all sprawled out.
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Post by Stock and Fledgeling on Apr 16, 2015 16:01:56 GMT
But Wind had straight, rigid, Seeker wings... Still, can we kill him?
Geh ahf mah fafe
Flegdeling struggled to say through Dash's servo. He was tempted to just shoot them both and leave.
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Post by Ulti on Apr 16, 2015 16:09:38 GMT
"I... *Yawn* Guess..." She replied, slowly putting more and more weight on the hand on Fledgeling's faceplate, two of her digits sinking into his optic sockets, however her sharp nails were yet to touch his optics. "Can we... take him back to *yawn*... ours... and have some fun with him there?"
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Post by Stock and Fledgeling on Apr 16, 2015 16:18:13 GMT
Yes.
NO.
Fledgeling began rapidly panicking on the inside, this was the exact OPPOSITE of what he came here to do.
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Post by Ulti on Apr 16, 2015 16:23:29 GMT
"Alright then." She smirked, taking her hand off of Fledgling's faceplate, but only for a second, as she slammed it down again as a fist, trying to knock him out.
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