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Busy Friends
Date of Scene: 06 July 2018
Location: Decagon - Atrium
Synopsis: Hyperdrive and Swivel catch up after both being very busy.
Cast of Characters: Swivel, Hyperdrive


Swivel has posed:
    The gravlift doors slide open, several mechs step out. Trailing them is the small form of Swivel. She'd just finished her guard shift in the watchtowers which was thankfully uneventful. Uneventful, at least, from a danger standpoint. On a personal level, though, Swivel was a bit preoccupied. As such, the tired and overworked femme had been so consumed with her own thoughts she didn't notice one of the other mechs in front of her slow and she ends up bumping into him. There is a brief flurry of embarrassed apologies from both, before both shuffle off awkwardly in their own directions. Swivel doesn't go far, however. She finds some less populated corner of the atrium near one of the statues of past Primes and loiters there indecisively. Part of her knows she should go recharge while she can. Yet another part of her is reeling too much with thoughts to really get any meaningful rest.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive hasn't been around. It wasn't just a matter of both being just too busy. Hyperdrive had been continuing his training. His current missions included jobshadowing mechs that aren't around the base as often and learning how to utilize his frametype to the best of his abilities. A good note is that these guys didn't worry so much about Hyperdrive's cursed status. The bad part is that he'd been out of contact since then. But he's back, like just got back. His armor is grungy and scratched up in a multitude of places. But the overall feel of Hyperdrive is rather steady and stable in comparison to how he'd been before. HE'd been heading to the showers when he spies a very familiar form. The young mech quickly utilizes some of the training he's had and quickly moves in toward Swivel, dampening down his enthusiastic nature for a moment so that the overall cheery buzz of Hyperdrive doesn't give away his position. Picking his target, mapping his course, he suddenly darts forward, jumping over a bench and suddenly wraps his arms around Swivel enthusiastically, threatening to lift her up a moment in his eagerness and now very open happiness. "SWIVEL!!!"

Swivel has posed:
    If Swivel were on the job, she'd be alert. She'd be hard to sneak up on. But here in the atrium in a 'safe' place, overowkred, overtired, and deep in thought, she doesn't see Hyperdrive coming. She hears him, but her mind doesn't pick the unique sound of his movements out from the general background noise until he has literally launched himself at her. Swivel squawks in alarm at first as something moves very quickly towards her, impacting with her. But once she realizes she's entangled in a friendly embrace (her second of the cycle) she relaxes a little.
    "'Yperdroive! You l'il scamp!" Swivel admonishes affectionately. She works her arm free so she can rub the top of Hyperdrive's helmet. "It's been a whoile."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive chuckles softly and gives another squeeze before letting her go. "I've missed ya. But they'd been keepin me busy so I couldn't dwell on it or anythin. I gotta figure who ta thank fer settin me up with Highcoil and Knifegroove. I'm bettin it was Jazz. But they worked the hell outta me but I never felt like I was holdin them up and stuff like I was with some of the teachers and trainers here. Knifegroove had me usin my size and stuff ta balance out the team and all. We even ended up attackin a decepticon squad. Not a single mech was killed. But we totally raided all their supplies and weapons before returnin here with the gear." He cheerfully banters on about his mission until he realizes he's just rattling on and not giving Swivel a chance. "How've you been. Ya looked like you were lost in yer thoughts."

Swivel has posed:
    Swivel is more than happy to just listen to Hyperdrive do most of the talking. It's a distraction from herself. She finds herself smiling and nodding. "I'm glad you are feelin' useful." Swivel says in earnest. "As for me... well... I've got a lot goin' on, I mean, on top of the world burning." Swivel puts her hands on her hips. "I've got a bad feelin' about the missions to Junkion. But that is neither 'ere nor there." Nor is it even what was on her mind just now. But it is something that COULD have been and an easier topic to discuss.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive frowns a little, "Junkion? Man stuff has been busy while I've been gone. Are you okay though?" He finds a spot to sit after a nice big stretch that included a rather noisey pop and then a relieved sigh. "Ow....okay that actually felt good. Had a kink like ya wouldn't believe."

Swivel has posed:
    Swivel walks over to the bench Hyperdrive lept over and takes a seat, wincing a little at the loud pop. Although she's had a few startling cricks and cracks herself. "Yeah. I get kinked up sometoims too." Swivel folds her hands and places them in her lap. "I'm alroight, though. Or I will be, rather. Just workin' through some personal matters." Swivel smiles faintly, and gets a momentary faw away look to her optics.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive smiles and nods. "Well...I'm back now. I guess I just need ta wait and see if Prowl thinks I'm good enough ta have passed or not. If ya need a shoulder ta rely on, I'll gladly be there if ya need me. I...I know I've not been the best friend but I wanna be there fer ya if you want."

Swivel has posed:
    When Hyperdrive mentions not being the best friend she just stops and stares at him for a moment. Her optic ridges slowly furrow. She eventually gives a small shake of her head, followed with a more definite nod. "Thanks..." Swivel says quietly, but something in her tone seems uncertain.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive sees the uncertainty and sighs softly, "At least if nothin else you can use me fer target practice in the trainin rooms if ya ever need some stress relief. I've gotten pretty good at dodgin since the last time we sparred." He rubs one of the scrapes. "Sparring good....cliff climbin....I need more practice."

Swivel has posed:
    Swivel crosses her arms over her chest when he offers himself up as target practice. "And 'ow exactly would missing you a bunch relieve stress? It'd just frustrate me more I think." Swivel huffs lightly. Yeah. She might have picked up that habit from somewhere. Swivel winces a little at the mention of cliff climbing, and begins to rub her upper arms, remembering how her shoulders ached after hanging on for dear life to avoid falling to the depths of the Sonic Canyons. That... was not a good moment.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive grins brightly, trying to shake the hurt he feels still from screwing up so badly. "I said I've gotten pretty good. I didn't say that I was perfect at it yet. Highcoil blasted me pretty good a couple times when I wasn't payin attention to my surrounding enough durin exercises. Didn't damage anything but his gun could make ya lock up and collapse if he set it to."

Swivel has posed:
    Swivel looks over at Hyperdrive as he talks about the mechs who have been training him. "Ah... it's no fun bein' unable to move..." Swivel remarks. Swivel rubs the back of her helmet. "I uh... 'ave 'ad more experience with stunning attacks 'en I care for. That reminds me... I need to talk to the armoury about replacing my whip."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive nods, "I need ta figure what sort of weapon fits me. I did like firin that rifle. But I think somethin a little faster would be my pace ya know? Ya have any suggestions?" He glances at her curiously.

Swivel has posed:
    Swivel taps her chin in thought as he asks her for suggestions on weapons. "Either a small firearm, or maybe something that would allow you to launch yer flashbangs and such further and with better accuracy. Wouldn't 'elp ta get familiar with a small close-quarters weapon. But I really think you'd be best askin' someone with broader experience with more weapons. I mostly did 'and-to-'and at the start, then experimented with polearms and whips. And I've ALWAYS done poorly with firearms."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive says, "The problem is I move around alot too. Maybe I should see about somethin more built in or like a mounted turret. Ya know?" He grins "Then I can't drop it in battle.""

Swivel has posed:
    Swivel stares at Hyperdrive for a moment or two. She then coughs. "Yeah. Wouldn't wanna drop yer weapon in battle and 'ave the enemy pick it up. THAT would be embarrassing." She glances off to the side.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive winces, "err that's not what I meant. I was more goin with the fact that I already shot myself in the foot while I was trainin....I dropped the gun and it went off and I was made ta limp around fer the next two days ta teach me the value of NOT droppin my weapon."

Swivel has posed:
    Swivel laughs, and rubs the back of her neck. "Oh. Yeah. That'd also not be the greatest. I've shot myself in the foot before as well. But that was more an issue with forgettin' to put the safety back on."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive sighs, "Either way, I need somethin that will be useful. I like my current weapons but they're not effective against most of the bigger mechs. So I need precision or power....precision might be the better way to go.:

Swivel has posed:
    Swivel nods. "Again, you'd be best to talk to someone with better weapon savvy." Swivel repeats. She glances across the atrium for a moment or two. "There's really not much more I 'ave or care to say on tha matter."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive nods and sits quietly. A slight but sad smile appearing on his face as he thinks of the times that they just sat together talking without any worries. He doesn't say anything since well...he's not sure where to go with the conversation without annoying Swivel.

Swivel has posed:
    Swivel finds herself not minding the silence at first. But then as it drags on she looks over at Hyperdrive, frowning just a little bit. "...Was I too terse just there? I'm sorry. I'm a bit..." Swivel shrugs her shoulders. "Sorry. If you wanna keep talkin' about weapons, that's foin. But if you actually are expectin' some advice... I just don't got any."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive looks at Swivel, "It's okay. Was just thinkin of how things used ta be. And I don't have ta talk weapons. I'm just happy ta be back here and bein able ta hang out with you again."

Swivel has posed:
    Swivel looks over at Hyperdrive, and her frown slowly reverses into a placid smile. She slings an arm about Hyperdrive's shoulders and gives him a small sidehug. "Yeah... things used to be a bit less complicated." Just a bit. The war was already on when they'd met. She was already an Autobot. Things were already started to turn rather grim for her. But as a cadet there were different expectations and pressures. "I know you said you think you 'ave not been the best friend, but I've not really been so great lately either. I'm just wrapped up in my own concerns and maybe pushin' you out. I'm sorry about that."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive chuckles softly, "I'm just a small annoyin mech who attached onta ya like a parasite desperately needin a meal. I can understand if I've been too clingy at times. But..but I hope that I'll be able ta graduate soon. And maybe if I can show that we're a good team, we could work together. Then you could get outta here fer a bit and we can really show Prowl and them how things are done."

Swivel has posed:
    "You know, I didn't think I'd mind clingy. It's nice being wanted." Swivel remarks as she thinks. "But... when suddenly I was in a lot of very real danger, I just kept thinking about wot moight become of you if something 'appened to me. I need to be able to do my duties without worryin' about..." Swivel just sighs and shakes her head. "Yeah. Let's show Prowl 'ow it is done..." whatever that means, "...and take care of each other." Swivel tries to smile but there is something just... kind of... incomplete in her expression as it is tainted with worry evident about the set of her optic ridges.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive says, "I worry about you all the time. But that's all I can do is worry and try ta be confident in yer skills. And hell even if you were a prime I'd STILL worry, yer family ta me."

Swivel has posed:
    Swivel unslings her arm from around Hyperdrive and looks at him. "I guess I can't really stop you from worrying. It's natural when you care about someone. It's not the worrying alone that gets to me, though. Ah... but nevermoind. I'm glad things are going' well in your training." Swivel rubs the edge of her forehelm. If only she were as enthusiastic about her continued training. Or if some of her missions didn't leave her with a chill. "Anyway, I've been pulling double shifts and probably should recharge. I've got a surveying mission coming up that I need to be alert for."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive nod and smiles, "I JUST got in when I saw ya...which is why I'm grubbier than usual. SO I should hit the showers and probably get checked out and then I'm gonna recharge myself."

Swivel has posed:
    Swivel gives Hyperdrive and evaluating look, squinting at him and then widening her optics. "Oh. You are kinda filthy. I didn't even notice. I was just glad ta see you." Swivel looks at herself to see if she may also now neeed a shower. Yeah. She's not really inspiring confidence in her scouting abilities at present. "Well... I'll see you around at any rate." Swivel stands up and stretches, this time she is the source of a series of cracks and pops. She waves to Hyperdrive before heading off to the barracks.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive waves, watching her walk away before finally turning toward his own room and a nice really long shower.