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[Feb 1] [Transformers: Beast Machines] Sparkstrain Part Four
Title: Sparkstrain Part Four
Day/Theme: Feb 1 / A beastly proposal
Series: Transformers: Beast Machines
Characters: The Maximals; mainly Blackarachnia and Nightscream
Rating: PG
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bunnynumber13 - Ask and ye shall receive. =) (Didn't think I would make it today, but behold! The power of not going to sleep when you really should. @_x; )
"I think we need another approach on that, Optimus..." came Cheetor's voice. Another tactical meeting was about to go sour. In beast mode along with everyone else Blackarachnia, laying on her underside, swung a leg over the side of the walkway above the orchard. Optimus, Cheetor, and Silverbolt were having a discussion about possible next moves. Nightscream was fluttering around in the rafters, possibly paying attention but she would bet not. Rattrap was below with Botanica, working on cobbling together equipment. Blackarachnia caught parts of their banter and smiled in amusement.
Some things never change. Only some days...it gets more extreme than others. But our lives are on the line more than ever. For as aggravating as they could be, I would love to have Dinobot and Depth Charge here. Who knows where we'd put the fishman, though.
She smirked at the thought. Nightscream happened to come flapping down just then. "What're you grinning about?"
"Just thinking of old times."
"Not another one! That's all you lot ever do!"
She feigned a sweet tone. "Let's not go there yet again, okay, kid?"
"Yeah, yeah..." He peered at her, then glanced toward the three still holding their discussion. Silverbolt was gesturing insistently about something. "So was he that driven before you came back to Cybertron?"
"Yes...in a way."
"How?"
She stood and straightened her legs in a pretense of stretching but knew it worked for being intimidating. "If this is going to turn into another 'your boyfriend is a loser' session, I'm not answering."
Nightscream ducked his head. "I was only asking. Can't I try to get to know a guy? He's a friend, too, y'know. But he's kinda busy so I thought I'd ask the next best 'bot."
Blackarachnia settled back down amidst her legs. "Fair enough. But we might as well get out of range if anyone loses it over there." She glanced past him to where Optimus was now the one gesturing and Cheetor looked like one weary cat. Nightscream flapped his wings to gain air while Blackarachnia skittered over the side of the walkway and lowered herself to the floor on a line of webbing. He followed her as she meandered amongst the trees. "Chivalry," she said.
"Say again?"
"That's how he was driven. By chivalry. A veritable knight at all times. That sap made a bad girl's heart turn flips." She sighed. "Ah, the good old days when you could walk the line and have a chance to breathe."
"There you go again." Nightscream shook his head. "Earth must've been some place."
"You don't remember Earth, do you?"
"What do you mean?"
Blackarachnia caught herself. "With how important it was in Transformer history, you just brush it off as 'some place'?"
"The humans can't help us right now, can they?"
"That isn't the point."
"No, we're actually wandering far from the original point. I asked about Silverbolt."
"You missed seeing him as a creature fused from two different species."
"Yeah. That must've been strange."
"It was intriguing, but as Rattrap would say, the Beat Wars just kept getting weirder."
"So I've heard. Personally I think it's been weird enough around here."
Blackarachnia chuckled. "You don't know the half of it, kid. You know, that whole fighting in the far past to save the past and the future at the same time."
"Aren't we doing that now? And it's all pointless after Megatron took over, anyway--"
She tapped a leg on the ground. "Y'know, sometimes I'd just like to remember those days without thinking about the present. There have to be some decent memories about your own past somewhere, too. I'll help you look them up sometime."
Nightscream shrugged. "Whatever. Why bother?"
"Because."
"That doesn't answer the question."
"How about why not?"
He shook his head, sighing.
"Maybe when we have nothing but time on our hands you'll be interested."
Day/Theme: Feb 1 / A beastly proposal
Series: Transformers: Beast Machines
Characters: The Maximals; mainly Blackarachnia and Nightscream
Rating: PG
Note: To
bunnynumber13 - Ask and ye shall receive. =) (Didn't think I would make it today, but behold! The power of not going to sleep when you really should. @_x; )"I think we need another approach on that, Optimus..." came Cheetor's voice. Another tactical meeting was about to go sour. In beast mode along with everyone else Blackarachnia, laying on her underside, swung a leg over the side of the walkway above the orchard. Optimus, Cheetor, and Silverbolt were having a discussion about possible next moves. Nightscream was fluttering around in the rafters, possibly paying attention but she would bet not. Rattrap was below with Botanica, working on cobbling together equipment. Blackarachnia caught parts of their banter and smiled in amusement.
Some things never change. Only some days...it gets more extreme than others. But our lives are on the line more than ever. For as aggravating as they could be, I would love to have Dinobot and Depth Charge here. Who knows where we'd put the fishman, though.
She smirked at the thought. Nightscream happened to come flapping down just then. "What're you grinning about?"
"Just thinking of old times."
"Not another one! That's all you lot ever do!"
She feigned a sweet tone. "Let's not go there yet again, okay, kid?"
"Yeah, yeah..." He peered at her, then glanced toward the three still holding their discussion. Silverbolt was gesturing insistently about something. "So was he that driven before you came back to Cybertron?"
"Yes...in a way."
"How?"
She stood and straightened her legs in a pretense of stretching but knew it worked for being intimidating. "If this is going to turn into another 'your boyfriend is a loser' session, I'm not answering."
Nightscream ducked his head. "I was only asking. Can't I try to get to know a guy? He's a friend, too, y'know. But he's kinda busy so I thought I'd ask the next best 'bot."
Blackarachnia settled back down amidst her legs. "Fair enough. But we might as well get out of range if anyone loses it over there." She glanced past him to where Optimus was now the one gesturing and Cheetor looked like one weary cat. Nightscream flapped his wings to gain air while Blackarachnia skittered over the side of the walkway and lowered herself to the floor on a line of webbing. He followed her as she meandered amongst the trees. "Chivalry," she said.
"Say again?"
"That's how he was driven. By chivalry. A veritable knight at all times. That sap made a bad girl's heart turn flips." She sighed. "Ah, the good old days when you could walk the line and have a chance to breathe."
"There you go again." Nightscream shook his head. "Earth must've been some place."
"You don't remember Earth, do you?"
"What do you mean?"
Blackarachnia caught herself. "With how important it was in Transformer history, you just brush it off as 'some place'?"
"The humans can't help us right now, can they?"
"That isn't the point."
"No, we're actually wandering far from the original point. I asked about Silverbolt."
"You missed seeing him as a creature fused from two different species."
"Yeah. That must've been strange."
"It was intriguing, but as Rattrap would say, the Beat Wars just kept getting weirder."
"So I've heard. Personally I think it's been weird enough around here."
Blackarachnia chuckled. "You don't know the half of it, kid. You know, that whole fighting in the far past to save the past and the future at the same time."
"Aren't we doing that now? And it's all pointless after Megatron took over, anyway--"
She tapped a leg on the ground. "Y'know, sometimes I'd just like to remember those days without thinking about the present. There have to be some decent memories about your own past somewhere, too. I'll help you look them up sometime."
Nightscream shrugged. "Whatever. Why bother?"
"Because."
"That doesn't answer the question."
"How about why not?"
He shook his head, sighing.
"Maybe when we have nothing but time on our hands you'll be interested."