someone has ridden the ride at universal far too many times and yet never enough

[evacuation]

Mun? Is that what I'm supposed to call you? I'm used to by name, but - okay, well. If that's what you want.

I appreciate you 'picking me up' (maybe not so much the constant squealing - you might want to get your brakes checked), but...when you're planning. I have an important mission, and you know that. If you were thinking about taking me somewhere after the mission's over that's one thing, but in the middle of it?

They're relying on me. NEST, the Autobots, Optimus - I can't let them down like that. Even if you're saying it's not going to make a difference and everything'll be fine, telling me here is one thing, but...you're not planning on me knowing that. It'll be real for me, and do you really want to put me through that?...

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[shutthehellup]

Knowin' muns, yeah, they enjoy that kinda thing. It's enough to make a guy wonder if the term is some kinda corruption of 'monster' rather than short for 'mundane'.

[evacuation]

It's funny - they seem harmless enough at first, right? And then they do a few things that make you wonder...

[perfavore]

Dio mio...

Mundanes are particularly notorious for pulling you away from your current mission.

[Heaven forbid they WAIT.]

[evacuation]

It happened to you, too? [well if one of them can work with it...he can too, right? maybe? possibly? :[ ]

[perfavore]

[A slight nod. Although...whether or not he's keeping his sanity intact is another story.]

Si.

I will not mince words. It is difficult if pulled from a crucial point.

[Despite that, he chuckles.]

Is as the humans say..."just our luck."

[evacuation]

Heh. That's an understatement. At least it's good to know I'm not the only one who gets to deal with it, but...

[HELPLESS SHRUG]

[perfavore]

In this case, better to stick together.

[Those wings twitch idly, his hand pulling out of that folded-arms position and out for a handshake.]

Mirage.

[He doesn't seem to remember you...to his dismay ):]

[evacuation]

[he'll take that hand, Evac's grip isn't the strongest, but then, he's not trying to show off his strength, either. one for a bad impression, two because it's not...his...forte]

Evac, sir.

[perfavore]

[He's actually happy for that nice, normal grip. It's easy on that gold paint.]

Ahaha! No need for formalities.

[As much as he ADORES it.]

Just Mirage will do. It is good to meet you, Evac.

...Does your mundane have a game in mind for you?

[evacuation]

[everybody is 'sir' to Evac, at least at first. even most of the humans. about the only exceptions are his fellow rookies.]

Good to meet you too, si-Mirage. And she's been thinking about this one back on Cybertron. [bit of a twitch of his plating, there. he's only ever heard about it...]

[perfavore]

...

[His wings perk up.]

She is thinking of sending you there?

That is where I am.

[evacuation]

Hey-how about that! [half a half-laugh. torn between the whole 'BUT MY MISSION' and a friendly face...] It can't be too bad, then...right?

[heavyweaponsbot]

Hn. Squealing. Brace yourself, kid. If they are squealing now, they will never stop.

[stabbywheelfeet]

Oh. Great.

Who decided it was a good idea to let you out of the box?

[perfavore]

[He is going to protect you like no one's business, you babby.]

I suppose. I would prefer you left alone...but at least you will not be sent to a strange..r place.

[evacuation]

[HE CAN TAKE CARE OF HIMSELF maybe]

At least...she's not planning on messing up things too badly.

[evacuation]

[dxmkfc there goes his posture straightening up]

Yeah? You'd know, sir?

[evacuation]

Hey, I'm ready-! Sort of.

[stabbywheelfeet]

'Sort of' doesn't cut it, rookie.

augh you cutie

[heavyweaponsbot]

Yeah, I would know. Been here longer than anyone on my end... and the shrieking...?

Hn. Never stops.

[evacuation]

Not my fault they haven't put me on field duty before. But I was being put out on it, finally.

[stabbywheelfeet]

That's exactly what I'd expect someone with no experience to say.

"Oh Sideswipe, it wasn't my fault. It's their fault. Also you're gorgeous."

tell me stories grampahide

[evacuation]

How do you end up dealing with it, though? I mean...any kind of advice'd help.

[evacuation]

I didn't say that it was their fault, either. It's nobody's fault-and I didn't say that. [he is two years old and what is mixed concepts of beauty]

[stabbywheelfeet]

You didn't say it. You just implied it.

Especially that last part. You practically screamed that.

Implicitly.