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[Sunday midday]

*Air Raid had thankfully managed to go the night without waking up due to another nightmare... Silverbolt had been... patient enough to allow him to awkwardly snuggle up on the edge of his berth, for a little companionship that night. Nothing MORE of it than simply another body nearby -- much like the young child that sought out his parents, or older siblings after having a nightmare. Air Raid was usually too proud to admit such a need, most of the time... but the destruction of JFK airport had left him badly shaken... enough to drop his act and seek out his brother's comforting presence.*

*After getting his morning ration of energon, he transferred the photos he'd taken of Blades and Slingshot onto a small disc, then grabbed the two printouts he'd made earlier, and made his way to the Protectobots' quarters. Standing in front of the door, he grinned, pressing the buzzer, hoping Streetwise was in*

[comm: Streets] Yo, Streets! Ready to make a little mischief? *chuckles*[/comm]

Date: 2008-07-24 01:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] streetpatrol.livejournal.com
*The door opens and the interceptor peeks out, a grin lighting his face when he sees who it is.* Raid! Long time no see, pal!

*He chuckles and opens the door entirely, letting him in. Plopping the book he was reading to the side, he reaches beneath the couch to bring up a large black frame.* Was just getting this thing unwrapped. You got the stuff? ;)

Date: 2008-07-24 03:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prince-of-peril.livejournal.com
Heh... yeah. Been a crazy couple'a days. *grinned as he entered, pulling out the photos* You bet I do. *he looked between the photos, and the frame* Hrm... should fit. So which one of the two do we GIVE this to?

*he chuckled, sitting down in a nearby chair, holding up his data disk with a devilish grin* Also have THIS... to attach to the emails. Got any idea what we're going to say to everyone? I have a few ideas for some...

Date: 2008-07-24 05:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] streetpatrol.livejournal.com
Crazy couple days? What happend? *tilts his head and then turns his attention back to the pictures.*

Why, we should give it to BOTH of them, Raidy! They're a couple after all ;) I say we show everyone how cute they are... a public presentation in the lounge should work nicely, doncha think?

*His optics light up at the sight of the disk.* Oooh, Air Raid, you are a gentlemech and a true prince! :D We'll figure something out. What do you have so far?

Date: 2008-07-24 06:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prince-of-peril.livejournal.com
*shifts in his chair, looking decidedly uncomfortable, then grinned and waved his hand at him* Ahh... y'know. The whole bit 'bout Onslaught firin' all over the eastern seaboard an' the cleanup an' all... It's all over now, so no worries.

*sits forward, chuckling* We'd just better make sure the path to the exit is clear when we do so.

*grins and winks playfully* Well... Jack was wondering where I got my sparklers... gonna include the pic in the contact info he wanted. Dunno 'bout most of the others. Perhaps pretend the pic links are to things they'd normally like. Places to visit, for Beachcomber, Hound and Flight... A chess competetion info, perhaps, for Prowl?

Date: 2008-07-24 06:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] streetpatrol.livejournal.com
*He notices the look of discomfort on his face, but doesn't want to make a big deal over it. He wouldn't want to accidentally offend his friend...though he's still concerned. Stuff like that was hard a lot of times...you see stuff you're not really ready for if you're not used to it.*

Heh...looks like you deal with it better'n I did my first time out there. Scared me half to the Matrix back then... *smiles a little* If you wanna talk or anything...well...the offer's out there. It's slag when you're on clean-up duty, I know that. Me'n my bros still aren't totally used to it yet. Don't really want to either. *Shrugs and waves it off, not wanting to make him feel any more uncomfortable. He'd been doing that a lot lately with his friends.*

Hrm...well we don't have to present it in person y'know. Just..hang it up overnight. That way we can be further away when they try to hunt us down and kill us ^.^

Those are good ideas for tags, we'll have to come up with the rest.

Date: 2008-07-24 07:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prince-of-peril.livejournal.com
*shifts again, then frowned* f-frag... I dunno how you CAN get used to it. I was told... 's not good to get used to it, too. *he turns off his optics for a moment, shuddering... memories and images starting to return to him*

GAH! *throws his hands up in the air, trying to shove those thoughts out of his mind... and grins, wryly, sitting forward again* Heh... hanging it up on the wall sounds like a good idea. Decorated up with a big, red bow?

Date: 2008-07-24 07:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] streetpatrol.livejournal.com
*Frowns* You can't...not really. We learned how to adjust to it and be able to function in it. How to not get nightmares anymore... I dunno if you'd call that 'getting used to it' or not, but it's slagging awful every time. Nothing wrong with knowing how to deal in a bad situation, Raid. It's when you simply don't care anymore that you have a problem. *He sighs, rarely ever this serious or straightforward. But slag if it didn't hurt to see his friend upset about this.*

*Leans forward as well, hoping the prank will be a good distraction for the jet.* Yeah, a red bow sounds good. But they're gonna wanna tear it down...you know how shy an' bashful they are. How do we keep it up there?

Date: 2008-07-24 07:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prince-of-peril.livejournal.com
*glanced up at him, resting his arms on his knees, head bowed a little* ... How did you learn to adjust to it? How... *pauses, then his voice lowers* How do you... not get nightmares... at those sights?

*he looked at the floor, then managed a shaky chuckle* Heh, yeah. Superglue it, maybe? An' I mean... give the entire frame and picture a coat of glue... so it's kinda like a protective layer so it's hard to rip apart... then superglue it to the wall?

Date: 2008-07-24 07:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] streetpatrol.livejournal.com
I just kept reminding myself...that I'm not there for the dead. You can't help those people. They're...last priority. You're there for the living and helping them...saving them when you can. An' I know that there are thousands that are alive 'cause of you and your bros. Think of all the good you did back there, Raid. And cause you were there, more humans made it. You can't let the dead hold you back, you weren't there for them.

Nightmares...they go away after a while. That's not as easy t' help with, but I promise they go away. Can't get stuck on it, Raid. Gotta keep moving, get beyond it. If you keep it all in, it'll stay. Let it out and release...well it's got nowhere to go but away. *He reaches out a hand to touch his shoulder, but pauses, retracting it. It might not even be wanted. All birds have egos, his friend was no exception. Wouldn't want to bruise that unintentionally.*

*Shrugs* Superglue could work. I'd suggest maybe a plastic covering for it, maybe something from 'Jack's shop that's designed to take heavy damage... I'd have to ask him though.

Date: 2008-07-24 07:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prince-of-peril.livejournal.com
*frowns, shifting a little again, then twitched at the mentions to the dead, muttering lowly* Yeah... frag load of good... unburying various bodies an' all. Yeah... a BUNCH were still alive, but some...

*he shuddered again, shaking his head, sighing softly* Sorry, Streets. Didn't mean t'go off on you. I know you're tryin' to help, and you're probably right. It's just... *he trailed off, and shrugged faintly*

Heh... who knows what sorta stuff Jack has tucked away. *grins* Maybe he's like Scotty, and's got a buncha transparant aluminum, or somethin', we can encase the thing in.

Date: 2008-07-24 08:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] streetpatrol.livejournal.com
No, Raid. Most were alive. The majority. Remember that. For every human lost, there are 10 you saved. You were there for them and them only.

*Sighs* No...I'm sorry, Raid. I'm bad at this...I'm not 'Aid or Spot. They know what to say better than I do... I just...I don't like you beating yourself up over this. None of this was your fault. You did what you could and I know you did an amazing job. You held it together and did your duty. That's more than most can say about themselves. *His hand does go to his shoulder now, squeezing gently, offering any support that was needed.*

I'll ask 'Jack about what we can use. He has a good sense of humor, I'm pretty sure he'd help us with anything we needed.

Date: 2008-07-24 08:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prince-of-peril.livejournal.com
W-we-well, yeah, but... fraggit... some of 'em... *lifts up his hand, making a cutting gesture across his wrist with his other hand* Hands off... LEGS off... there was all this blood and smell... and all the screaming...

*he shuddered again, but stilled as Streetwise touched his shoulder, slumping a little and sighing, leaning in to it a little* Dunno how I managed to hold it together, back there. I mean, I think the rescue humans were doin' better than me. I was about to purge my tanks... didn't look like they were.

*he sat back a little in the chair then, sighing and staring at the ceiling* So... when do we ask Jack? Isn't he off on this... trip or somethin' with a bunch of the others? *looks over at Streetwise* So... do we email the pic, first, then post up the framed version later? Or what?

Date: 2008-07-24 08:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] streetpatrol.livejournal.com
*Shakes his head.* No...Raid don't think on that, man... Think of the live ones...the ones you saved. You gave back brothers and sisters and parents and children... You did all that. It...slag, I know it hurts. It's awful each time. But you're letting yourself get stuck, and you can't! You have to let it go and adapt to it and move on...

Rescue humans do it for a living. They know how to adjust to it. But you weren't the only one that got sick from it, I promise you that. It hurt all of 'em...but they were able to keep going. Just like you were.

.oO(Primus I'm bad at this...I'm just making things worse! I'm so sorry, Raid...you weren't built for search and rescue...but they made you fly out there anyway.)

*When Air Raid sits back, he lets his hand slip off and return to his side.* He might be back already, I dunno...I'll go check on that and see what we can do. And I think we should email the pics overnight and at the same time post it up on the wall. That way it's a full deal.

Date: 2008-07-24 09:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prince-of-peril.livejournal.com
I know it's easy to say, Streets... but it's not so easy to do. I know I saved some, but... if I stop an' think about it, all those images just keep coming BACK, and... *he shudders again, then vents some air out forcefully*

So this all hinges on Jack, now, right? heh... if we bring him in on this, guess we won't need to send the email to HIM.

Date: 2008-07-28 06:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] streetpatrol.livejournal.com
*Sighs and nods.* I know it's not...slag, 'm sorry. I'm just making it worse, aren't I? *Looks down, angry with himself for just making it harder on his friend.*

*Shrugs* Yeah, guess not. I'll talk to him later today, ok? I'll have an answer by tonight.

Date: 2008-07-29 02:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prince-of-peril.livejournal.com
*looked over at his friend, and frowned...not wanting to have bummed out his friend along with himself. He shrugged, forcing himself to chuckle roughly* Ehh... don't apologize, Streets. It's okay.

*he nodded then, standing* Okay. I'll be waitin' on ya, Streets. Y'know where to find me. *grinned faintly, and winked*

Date: 2008-07-29 02:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] streetpatrol.livejournal.com
*Nods and gives a half-smile, no real emotion behind it.* Yeah I know...but I'm still sorry. I wish I could've been there for ya.

*Mutters* At least I didn't totally mess up with Rewind...

*He stands as well and walks with him toward the door.* Yeah I do. You'll be the first stop I make after 'Jack's, interceptor's honor.

Date: 2008-07-30 01:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prince-of-peril.livejournal.com
*shrugs* eh... it's okay, Streets. I mean... I appreciate the thought... I really do. ^^;

*he paused, quirking his head to the side faintly, studying his friend* Rewind...?

*grins, and claps him on the shoulder* Good, good! Been sittin' on this long enough, I think.

Date: 2008-07-30 01:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] streetpatrol.livejournal.com
*He shrugs at the soft question, a small smile on his face.* He was havin' some trouble last night. Kidnapped him and we recharged out by Crater Lake. He just needed t' get out and away from it all, y'know? Seemed like...there were a couple things he needed thinkin' over. *He remembers the cassette's confession to him and can't help a small blush. Primus, he's not used to someone thinking that about him...*

*Shrugs it off and smile widens, glad that Air Raid didn't look so miserable anymore.* I know it. Hopefully those two've gotten their guard down and forgot about us.

Date: 2008-07-31 03:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prince-of-peril.livejournal.com
*rubs the side of his helm, a confused look on his face* Who's Rewind again...? *grins* Well, glad you were able to help, anyway.

Well, if it were Flight, I'd have said he's probably already forgotten by now... *chuckles* Sling? Well... he can hold a grudge longer than you'd think. But hey... can always hope somethin' else has distracted 'em. X3

Date: 2008-08-01 12:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] streetpatrol.livejournal.com
*Chuckles.* Th' cute black cassette of Blaster's. The one that knows all those crazy trivia facts and watches Ripley's Believe It Or Not all the time. That one.

*Grin widens* Oh I hope so...this is going to be a nice li'l reminder after all!

Date: 2008-08-01 05:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prince-of-peril.livejournal.com
*blinks at the 'cute' bit, then nodded slowly* Ohh.... THAT one. *chuckled faintly* I can see how you two would get along.

*snickers* Yep... but I still think it might be a good idea if I get myself on a couple days patrol that day or something. They do know where I sleep, after all.

Date: 2008-08-03 03:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] streetpatrol.livejournal.com
*Nods* He's a good mech. He's going through a lot lately and I'm kinda...helping him work out some things. *Remembers back to the lake and blushes again faintly. This is going to take some time to sort out completely.*

Only if you take me with me, pal. *nudge* Or else they'll eat me alive. I need my wingman to protect me :p

Date: 2008-08-05 02:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prince-of-peril.livejournal.com
*chuckles, nodding* Heh... you're a good mech, Streets. *he tilted his head to the side, studying him curiously... catching the blush this time*

*grins* Hey... can just say we're on a dual-patrol... one eye in the sky, one on the ground. *winks*

Date: 2008-08-05 01:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] streetpatrol.livejournal.com
Nah, I'm just an ol' butterball at spark, that's all ;)

*Chuckles* That sounds like a plan. A long mission. One that's far far away.

Date: 2008-08-06 03:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prince-of-peril.livejournal.com
*blinks in confusion* "Butterball"?

Heh... pick the continent, Streets, and I'll fly you there. *grins*

Date: 2008-08-06 05:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] streetpatrol.livejournal.com
Heh mean's I'm a softie, Raid.

*Perks up, grinning.* What, really? You mean it? :D

Date: 2008-08-07 02:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prince-of-peril.livejournal.com
*smirked* Oh. I thought you were callin' yourself a turkey or somethin'. X3

*snickers, and straightens, saluting* YUP! Well... just gotta make sure I refuel enough to fly myself AND you over an ocean. Not to mention I've never really CARRIED anyone while flyin'... dunno what a passenger'd do to my fuel consumption, speed an' all. Not to mention aerodynamics.

Date: 2008-08-07 09:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] streetpatrol.livejournal.com
Heh nah, the only turkeys around here are you crazy birds ;)

Oh...you've never had a passenger before? *His look turns wary. It's not that he's absolutely terrified of heights...it's just a mild severely upsetting phobia-esque apprehension.*

Date: 2008-08-07 09:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prince-of-peril.livejournal.com
((OOC: unsmoosh!))

*snorts playfully* I'm no turkey. I'm an eagle!

And, well... yeah. I mean, sure, I turn into a jet, but human-sized jet, not Autobot-sized jet. XD *thumbs behind him, towards the door* If you want, we can go out an' test t'see if I can carry you.

Date: 2008-08-07 09:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] streetpatrol.livejournal.com
*Snerks* With your ego, you're lucky I'm not calling you a peacock!

*He still looks a bit nervous at the thought of actually flying, and not under his own power either. But let no one say he won't try anything once! Besides, this was his best friend; Air Raid wouldn't let him fall.*

Yeah alright...no harm in trying. But uh...no crazy stunts alright? ^^

Date: 2008-08-07 09:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prince-of-peril.livejournal.com
*just smirked* Naaaah... Sling's the peacock. X3 Always struttin' about.

*grin brightens, and he turns towards the door* Sure! Alright... Come on, then!

Date: 2008-08-07 10:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] streetpatrol.livejournal.com
*Grins* yeah that sounds like him alright. Well it seemed to get my brother's attention at least! ^_~

*He nods and follows his friend to the door, feeling anxious but also excited. He's flown inside Skyfire before, but never on top of a smaller jet! What in the world would it be like?*

Date: 2008-08-07 10:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prince-of-peril.livejournal.com
*laughs* You're right! So what does that make Blades, then? The peahen!? XD

*jogs out the door, and down the hall towards the Ark's entrance, excited and a little giddy at seeing if he could fly while carrying his friend. How high could he go? How fast could he go? All without, of course, dislodging his passenger.*

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