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[socrowdedinhere]

Warp: *glomps onto them both* C'mon, we should introduce TC ta Highrise. Just because.

Sun: *soft squeak and a laugh* Fuel first. *will poke at Warp's canopy to get him to back up so they can untangle from this hug knot and go fuel*

*Laughing, Warp backs off, and even TC has a very small grin on his face as he helps his wingmate roll up the pad and put it away.*

Sun: *giggles and will go fill up cubes of all of them so the cubes are full by the time the Seekers step in*

*TC is a bit guarded, half sure this is some kind of dream that will turn into a nightmare any moment, but...he's /grateful/ for the fuel.*

*It's not the best he's ever had, but it's the best he's had in a LONG time...*

TC: *at this point, is grateful for anything . . . *

Sun: *when he's done fueling, he'll get up and leave the room....and return with his medkit.  He was /out/ last night, but before they do anything else today, he's going to repair TC*

TC: *holds up a hand* Sir, I'm fine. You and Skywarp should get to work. Don't worry about me.

Sun: Highrise isn't expecting us today, not after last night.  We'll go see him later.  I'm going to fix you up first.

TC: Still . . . I'm fine, sir. Really...

Sun: You will be. *he’s not being turned away on this, even if he has to pull the “I’m master” card here.  Don’t make him say it.* *he’ll get to work, gentle and attentive as he works, just as he was with Warp.  He’ll even remove paneling to get at the deep stuff that’s been neglected for vorns*

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[dragondancer5150]

*Warp is both supportive and amused, silently just telling TC to let Sun work, like Sun did on him. TC falls quiet . . . he doesn't even flinch at pain like Warp did, going stoic and braced - Sun isn't /trying/ to hurt him, so keeping his reactions to a minimum is easier.*

[socrowdedinhere]

Sun: *even if he did flinch, he'd murmur an apology at most and keep working, and half the time wouldn't even do that. He knows it hurts, they know/knew it is/was going to hurt, he is/was not /trying/ to hurt them, so... yeah. If he has to get a little rough with something is when he'll apologize, flinch or not. He'll work methodically from inside out on TC until he's back in top shape.* All right. All done. Let's have some more fuel and then we'll fly. *grin*

[dragondancer5150]

*Sun will be at it for probably even longer than he was with Warp, and might be surprised at TC's pain tolerance...or maybe not, considering the amount of work he needs done, the depth of injury and need for repairs that TC has lived with for so long . . . he's silent and compliant and rarely really betrays any pain . . . though there's almost a faint murmur of relief when Sun is finished*
Warp: *dragged the holo system over nearby and has been occupying himself with watching stuff while still being near his wingmate and friends - puts it all away again with a WHOOP and will get fuel for everyone!*

[socrowdedinhere]

Sun: *will give TC a hug while Warp gets them fuel (he leaves the converter out if they're home). He'll back up to accept a cube from Warp.* Thanks, Warp.

[dragondancer5150]

Warp: Thank /you/. *gives him a quick hug, then plops downnext to TC, leaning on him*
TC: *quiet as he drinks, still...trying to process everything*

[socrowdedinhere]

Sun: *will settle on TC's other side... also leaning on him. Just trying to ground and reassure him that this is real.*

[dragondancer5150]

TC: *gets halfway through his cube before having to put it down as he curls forward, face in his hands as a soft, staticky sob escapes him before he can catch it, emotionally exhausted and overwhelmed for a moment*
Warp: *gets an arm around him, just there for him*

[socrowdedinhere]

Sun: *does the same from the other side. He won't say anything, nothing needs to be said.*

[dragondancer5150]

TC: *gets a hold of himself again after a moment and will finish his fuel*

[socrowdedinhere]

Sun: *his spark goes out to TC. He knowa this isn't weakness, he saw TC's strength and intensity back at the arena, and when he used his hurt to buy them time. No, he is hurt in ways that Sun can't fix. He just keeps a hand on TC, just...there.*

[dragondancer5150]

TC: *after a moment, softly* Thank you...

[socrowdedinhere]

Sun: *gives him a smile* Welcome. *gets up* Come on. Let's fly. *looks at Warp* Head to the vista? *which is his way of asking if Warp wants to fly alone with TC. The costa is open (no one can sneak up on him), and not many people are around there (so he'll /notice/ someone approaching). In other words, it's a safe place for Warp and TC to leave Sun so they can /fly/ together.* I'd love to see what you two can really do together.

[dragondancer5150]

Warp: *grins* Yeah! That the place I've told ya about, TC. You'll love it!
TC: *nods* Sounds good. *will take their cubes and get them cleaned*

[socrowdedinhere]

((Costa? Brain wtf did you do there?! "Vista" is open... 9,9))

Sun: *grins and stands.* Let's go then! *he'll head outside with them and take a stance for either of them to pick him up.*

[dragondancer5150]

*TC knows he "should", being the slave, but Warp scoops him up without a second thought, and they take off!*


((LOL I knew whatcha meant))

[socrowdedinhere]

Sun: *enjoys the flight! And when they land at the vista he /grins/ at them.* Go fly! Show me what Seekers look like in the sky together.

[2b_a_hero]

TC: ….how long do we have?
Warp: */tugs/ on his arm, excited!* Doesn't matter, TC! He'll call if he needs us before we're done. C'mon!
TC: *looks up at the sky, the LONGING visibly painful, glances at Sun one more time to make /sure/ it's all right, then turns to follow Warp*
*The two hop up and transform in tandem and STREAK for the sky, Warp's WHOOP! audible for a moment over the ROAR of turbines as the two Seekers climb fast before breaking off . . . and for the next half-joor, Sun will get to watch the most amazing aerial display he's ever seen as the two Seekers tumble and play, circling, looping, coasting along wingtip-to-wingtip, splitting off to disappear briefly in different directions only to race back headlong for high-speed fly-bys that miss one another by scant inches. TC's stamina is not what it used to be, though, and all too soon, he'll have to cut things short, and the two return to Sun, tired but practically GLOWING with joy.*

[socrowdedinhere]

Sun: *nods* Until you're done or I ping you. *he watches in /awe/ and has the biggest grin on his face when they land again.* You two were /beautiful/!*

[2b_a_hero]

TC: *bows, can't quite keep a small grin off his face, his whole frame more relaxed than Sun's seen him so far* Thank you, sir.
Warp: Of course! Nothin' better'n getting' ta see Seekers in full flight, especially bonded ones. */beams/* An' /you/ get a front-row seat any time ya want! Nice, huh?

[socrowdedinhere]

Sun: Wonderful! Thundercracker, you need more fuel? You look tired.

[2b_a_hero]

TC: I'm fine, sir. Thank you. *isn't used to flying for so long and being /so/ aggressively active anymore*

[socrowdedinhere]

Sun: If you're sure. Shall we go meet Highrise? *looking between the two.*

[2b_a_hero]

Warp: Yes! *can't wait to intro HR to his wingmate*
TC: Whenever you're ready, sir.
*Unless Sun indicates otherwise, Warp will pick him up and they'll head off.*

[socrowdedinhere]

Sun: *laughs as he's scooped up*
HR: *working when they arrive. The know to give the door a knock and just step in.*

[2b_a_hero]

Warp: *knocks and heads in* Highrise! We're here! An' we got someone for ya ta meet.
TC: *hanging back behind the other two, silently taking in the surroundings*

[socrowdedinhere]

HR: *steps out* I wasn't expecting you two in today. Sundance, how are you doing? *concerned.*
Sun: I'm well, thanks to Thundercracker here. *motions at TC.*
HR: *steps up and offers his hand like TC doesn't even wear a collar.*

[2b_a_hero]

TC: *dropped his gaze, facing forward from having been looking around, bows as the mech steps over to him* Master Highrise. *startles a bit as he registers the proffered hand, glances up as he tentatively takes it, still keeping his gaze properly down*
Warp: *softly but aloud, not over the bond* It's okay, TC. He's safe. *meaning he doesn't have to keep up the "proper" slave behavior*

[socrowdedinhere]

HR: *smiles and shakes his hand.* You don't have to fear offending me. It's a pleasure to meet you, Thundercracker.

[2b_a_hero]

https://socrowdedinhere.dreamwidth.org/282210.html?thread=5709666#cmt5709666

[2b_a_hero]

TC: *relaxes some, letting himself look up and meet the other mech's gaze, his own still a little guarded, but…that's just how he is these days, nods* The pleasure is mine, sir. Thank you for taking in my wingmate. He's been really happy here working for you.

[socrowdedinhere]

HR: *grins* He's been great to work with. He's really got a head for this kind of work.

[2b_a_hero]

TC: *nods* It's because of his special mod. Teleportation requires an immense amount of ability to think and calculate on multiple planes and along multiple axes within a given space. *knows that Warp trusts these two enough that he finally told them both not long ago about warp engine*
Warp: *nodnodnod*

[socrowdedinhere]

HR: *nods* Makes sense to me. Will you three join me for some fuel?
Sun: We'd like that, thank you.

[2b_a_hero]

Warp: Yeah, thanks!
TC: *small bow and will follow when the others move*

[socrowdedinhere]

HR: *makes a point of offering TC a small cube of high-grade first. It's a really small cube, but TC will get why when he drinks. All cubes are that small.*

[2b_a_hero]

TC: *sips it…and /chokes/ . . . it's been since before he was first arrested that he's had high grade . . . self-conscious, he apologizes for the slight a-and drinks some more, /very/ careful of how much at a time he sips*
Warp: *snickering*

[socrowdedinhere]

HR: My apologies, Thundercracker. I should have warned you of the grade. Please don't feel you must finish it, but also know you'll not offend me if you overcharge.
Sun: *nods* I won't be upset either. Overcharging is your choice, and no wrong decision for it either way.

[2b_a_hero]

TC: *nods* Thank you, sir, Master. I'll be careful, though. I don't like losing control. *any more than he already has with the collar*
Warp: *glances at him, sympathetic even as he's still amused by the reaction*

[socrowdedinhere]

HR: Just sir is fine with me. Do you have any interest in finding a job?

[2b_a_hero]

TC: A…job…? *looks between him and Sun - hadn't thought that far yet, still dealing with the fact that he's here at all, this time yesterday, he was preparing to go to the arenas for some very illegal and deadly gladiatorial matches, with nothing but more of the same in his future* I . . . I hadn't . . . really considered it yet, sir.
Warp: He'll be interested as soon as he finishes wrappin' his processor around the fact he doesn't hafta be a gladiator anymore.

[socrowdedinhere]

Sun: *little grin* Whenever he's ready, we'll find a good place that will take him.
HR: If you think arcitecture may be your thing, I'll give you a try here.

[2b_a_hero]

TC: *kind of gapes at him a bit…knows he probably /shouldn't/ be surprised, the mech gave Warp a chance (and Sun), but it's different because it's /him/ . . . small bow* I…have no idea about architecture, sir, but…if you're willing, I'll do my best. Thank you.

[socrowdedinhere]

HR: You're welcome to try, and if it's not your thing I'd be happy to put in a good reference for you anywhere you apply.

[2b_a_hero]

TC: Eh…thank you, sir. *but he has to ask* Slaves can apply for normal employment? Like a free mech? *that's news to him…*

[socrowdedinhere]

HR: Most certainly. Technically speaking, if their master allows it, a slave can get /any/ job. Not many masters allow their slaves to get jobs, or if they do they don't allow them to get good jobs, which makes them fools, because the higher pay would go to them. Many places though are very willing to hire a slave because slaves are often very good workers because they face their master's wrath if they do anything to lose their job. Not that you'd have to worry about that side of things, Sun is a reasonable mech who doesn't hurt others just because he can.
Sun: *soft, shy trill. He hides behind his cube and takes a sip to avoid looking at anyone.*