505/Greater Offenses

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Greater Offenses
Date of Scene: 21 March 2018
Location: Rodion
Synopsis: Hyperdrive will have to do more than be a blabbermouth to offend Swivel.
Cast of Characters: Swivel, Hyperdrive


Swivel has posed:
    Once again, Swivel had pulled one of her little disappearing acts. However, since it was done on her own time while off duty, it wouldn't terribly go noticed by the higher ups. But for those who knew Swivel and tried to keep close tabs on her, or attempted to contact her, it would be more obvious. Fortunately, it was of short duration, and those prone to worry over the femme were not left to anguish in what-ifs for too long. SHe'd check back in at Iacon, got her shift schedule for Rodion, and set out for the city early. She'd wanted some time before pulling guard duty to relax in the picturesque city of Rodion, and was presently sitting outside a small outdoor cafe. And whatever was on her mind, it seemed to be pleasing as the femme grins while taking a sip of warm energon, staring at the empty seat across from her.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive's expression is neutral but his optics are focused on the ground by his feet. He walks down the street, making his way back to the current base of operations for his next assignment. He tried finding Swivela nd couldn't reach her. No one saw her or where she was going but he couldn't raise an alarm since she wasn't officially missing yet,

Swivel has posed:
    Swivel might have entirely missed the other minibot had she remained in her reverie a moment longer. But as it turned out, something, perhaps a change in the din around her, a completion of her thought, or just a sudden urge to check her surroundings, caused her to glance around. It is then that she sees Hyperdrive shuffling along across the street. Without missing a beat she sends him a tightbeam rather than holler. <<"Oy. 'yperdroive! Foind anythin' interesting on the ground?">> If he looks up to see if he can find the source, he will find Swivel waving at him from her table and smiling.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive stops midstep and immediately gets knocked over from behind since stopping while going with the flow isn't a good idea. Getting to his feet, he moves so that he's out of the way. <<yeah...me. Where are you? Are you okay? >> The mech starts to scan the area to see if he can find Swivel and also to make sure no one else is goingt o run him over. He finally spots her and he looks relieved.

Swivel has posed:
"OY LOOK... out." Swivel tried to warn him, but there wasn't much time by the time she realized he was going to stop. She cringes sympathetically when he ends up knocked over. That's happened to her many times. Returning to the tightbeam as a mode of communication, Swivel beckons to Hyperdrive. <<"Yeah, I'm okay. Come on over - but look both ways first. Kay?">>

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive looks both ways and nimbly ducks through traffic before making it across to where Swivel is. And then traffic signals change and Hyperdrive could have made it across without the obstacle course. Of course that wouldn't be hyperdrive then. He stands by her table and looks her up and down, tryin to make sure she is indeed okay. "I...I was worried."

Swivel has posed:
    There are no signs of any damage to Swivel. While she isn't exactly freshly painted and polished, she looks as good as she ever bothers to. Swivel leans back, her tires pressing against the metal lattice that serves as the back of the chair she's in. She gestures to the seat across from her with one hand, while the other lifts a cup to her lips, taking a dainty sip of the soothing beverage. Aaaaah! Swivel lowers the cup, peering over it at Hyperdrive. "I'm sorry to 'ave worried you."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive stares at her another moment before sitting. He sighs. "I'm just glad yer okay. With all the new cooperation...all it would take is fer somethin ta happen and who knows if they'd actually look fer ya or what."

Swivel has posed:
    Swivel takes another sip as she listens to Hyperdrive's concerns. Her hand hovers uncertaintly before she sets the warm beverage down. She peers at Hyperdrive, leaning forward a little. "WHy do you think they'd be less loikly ta look for me with the current treaty?"

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive makes a face, "Cause they need this blasted portal more than their common sense. We're all minor players in their game." He's still a little upset about a few things. Swivel disappearing didn't help. "I'm just glad yer back."

Swivel has posed:
    Normally, speaking of the rift and the portal would cause Swivel to flinch and grow grim. But instead she just clasps her hands together, looking thoughtful. "I will say this: meddling further in that world is just gonna bring us all grief." Swivel then looks down at her hands for a moment, one finger worming its way between two of her knuckles. "That said, I also think we need to relax whoile we kin. It's nice to be out and about and not worry about getting shot at. Or worrying everytoim yer out of my soight that /you/ will get shot."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive makes a face. "I really don't try ta get hot. Ya know that right. But yeah, guess its good that no one is shootin at each other. I'm just worried that somethin will happen while people let their guards down. Seems ta be when stuff happens around me."

Swivel has posed:
    Once again, Swivel is sitting up straight. She's taken to tapping one of her fingers on the table as she looks at Hyperdrive. "Loik wot?"

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive eyes Swivel, "The normal stuff that I'm sure everyone is tired of hearin me talk about. Look it doesn't matter. Yer safe." And I didn't lose another friend. But he keeps that to himself.

Swivel has posed:
    For a moment, Swivel is silent. She takes her time finishing her drink as she collects her thoughts, her gaze drifting between Hyperdrive and various features of her surroundings. "I think... it's loikly things are gunna explode in our faces with this 'ole other Cybertron thing. I also don't imagine this truce will last either." And yet, a small smile creeps back to Swivel's face. "But I ent gunna waste wot little toim I 'ave worryin' about that. I'm just going to enjoy it. I think ya moight find yerself better off if you also let yerself just... be."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive stares at Swivel. "I...I can't. I'm terrified. Somethin bad is gonna happen. I was sure it already had when you were gone. I relaxed and Barreler died and Taps was taken, I relaxed and Washer died. I was sure you'd been killed or somethin. And nothing could be said or asked about ya until you dodn't show up for your shift tomorrow." I...I've been all over afraid I was gonna fine yer body or somethin. And now yer sayin Just be...Just be what?"

Swivel has posed:
    Swivel picks up her empty cup, only to remember that it was drained of all of its contents. She glances at it for a moment, then sets it down, pushing it off to the side to keep herself from reaching for it again. "Just be... wotever it is ya need ta be to cope." Swivel offers up a small shrug. "Apparently, relaxed 'ent it. Since the cosmos 'as decided that if you relax, terrible things will 'appen. But I'm sure we kin figure out somethin' that isn't doom and gloom."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive would probably be alot more cheerful if he still wasn't upset that someone disappeared. And he can't even ask her where she's been or find out what was going on. Instead he just has to sit here and hear that he should be happy and enjoy the moment. And well right now, he wants to scream. So he focus on the ground, not sure what to say.

Swivel has posed:
    Silence. As the pause grows on to being a bit awkward, Swivel fidgets and begins studying Hyperdrive closely. "....'Ey... I was just teasing." Swivel utters. "Something's really bothering you. I'm sorry - maybe it's too soon for me to be givin' you cheek."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive says, "Don't ya understand? I ruined everything. The one thing I had goin well....and I screwed it up. I promised I'd always be there fer ya. And and I couldn't keep my mouth shut. I thought things maybe weren't too bad. Ya took me dumpster divin. And then we did rounds together. And then you were gone. And I was sure that you were gone because you couldn't trust me to tell me you were doin somethin or meetin someone and you were dead somewhere. I was sure of it. And I'm sorry...I'm so so so sorry that I screwed up our friendship."

Swivel has posed:
As Hyperdrive starts to explain what has really been upsetting him, Swivel's optic ridges disappear beneath her helmet. For a moment her expression hangs in astonishment, before her face scunrches up, tiny wrinkles forming on the very short bridge of her snubby nose. She throws her hands to cover her mouth, but it's too late. There is a snort that escapes and her optic ridges crinkle. Taking in a deep breath and holding it, Swivel manages to not actually laugh. "Is... is that wot you've been worried about? That you screwed up our friendship?" Swivel asks, her pitch elevated as she tries to hide her own incredulity. "Primus 'Yperdroive... I 'ave forgiven MUCH worse. And if it weren't fer the fact I dun want to betray the confidences of my friends, I'd give you a list of offenses I've let sloid."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive stares at Swivel when she makes a snort, now he's torn between being relieved and being annoyed that she finds this so funny. And so he goes back to staring at her. "I...I don't....." He finally just sighs and looks down, really really confused at this point.

Swivel has posed:
"Yer foin. We're foin." Swivel assures. She tilts her head to the side, seeming to have sobered up. "Well maybe some examples will 'elp. Well without namin' names, I'll name a few. Wild accusations, neglect, reckless endangerment, threats, readin' my diary, public 'umiliation, kidnappin'..." Swivel looks down at her hands. "Actually... that's really sad when I lay it out loik that. And I didn't even include the amounts of toims folks I've loved 'ad almost killed me. Maybe I'm too forgivin'." Swivel looks down at her hands as she twiddles her thumbs and goes suddenly very quiet.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive says, "I..I'm just really really relieved yer okay. You wouldn't have wanted ta be in my head the last few days. I..I kept thinking of what I'd do if I found ya....found ya dead. Sadly...half the time I went after Prowl. But yer back and yer safe...that's all that matters." He glances at her, a slight grin appearing. "Maybe now I can finally relax." Having been keyed up over the last few days hadn't helped."

Swivel has posed:
    Swivel continues to listen in sullen silence, staring at her thumbs. However, the mention of going after Prowl causes her to jerk her head up and give Hyperdrive a sharp glance. She quickly looks down at her hands again, listening with growing unease. Although there is a question on the tip of her tongue, she bites down and instead just nods her head. "I'll... try not ta just up and disappear again - at least not without giving you a 'eads up. I just needed... space.... ta figure some things out." Swivel rises to her feet. "I can't always promise to let ya know where I'm going, though."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive stands when Swivel rises to her feet. He stares and twitches a little before suddenly lurching forward to try and snag her in a very tight hug.

Swivel has posed:
    It isn't so much the hug that causes Swivel to startle, but just the suddenness of Hyperdrive's movements. She steps back, bumping the chair she'd just vacated, causing it to tumble to the ground. And the only thing keeping her from falling is a combination of her steadying herself against the more sturdy table and Hyperdrive's tight embrace.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive doesn't let her go for a moment but finally he sighs and gives her a smile. "Just say yer leavin...you did that before...told me I couldn't follow. I trusted you. Leave me a note if ya gotta. I'll still worry, but it won't be so bad." He gives her a friendly punch in the tires. "And I'm sorry fer gettin upset with you."

Swivel has posed:
    Seeing Hyperdrive smiling again allows Swivel to resurrect her own. Swivel had half turned when she was let go only to get a playful punch to the tires. Luckily, her tires themselves don't have a lot of tactile sensors, but she can feel the slight jostling. Swivel snorts and flicks Hyperdrive's helmet. "Yeah, I'll try to keep ya in the loop." Swivel then turns to pick up the chair she knocked over and set it right. "And don't worry 'bout getting upset with me. It's perfectly natural. I just 'ave that effect on people."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive grins a bit more at the flick to his helmet. "And now...I think I need a nice recharge....That should set anything right. Ya headed back or are ya stayin here? I'll race ya back if ya need to head back too."

Swivel has posed:
    Swivel shakes her head. "No. I came 'ere early so I could be nice and relaxed before my shift - which will start soon." Swivel gestures in the direction of the neighbourhood which the portal is set up. She then puts her hands on Hyperdrive's upper arms. "But you go back. Relax. Get some rest. Get as much of it as ya can." Swivel smirks lightly and releases Hyperdrive before turning to head off.