[ Primus' finials! That's a Skywarp if he's ever seen one. Of course, though neither of the two he's accustomed to knowing of existing here on the ship. So, he must be knew, and causing mischief before introductions.
Slowly, he opens his closet, making sure yes. He still has the door handle in check. No getting locked in ohoho.
He then peers it open. Slow, quiet and ready to scold such crossed boundaries. ]
[ Your typical flier is equipped with dozens of sensors to detect even the smallest change in air pressure and wind direction. A miscalculation of even the most seemingly insignificant degree can mean the difference between soaring in the heavens and going nose cone first into a cliff.
And someone who is chronically not where he should be, Skywarp is always on high alert to his readings.
The air has been displaced.
He can help but smile, oh-ho, someone is still trying to be sneaky. He commends the effort.
There's a flash of light and he WORPS out. Or at least away.
Rung might notice some gold mists emanating from the space behind him,and that's all the warning he gets before there's another loud pop and suddenly the closet he's creeping out of is significantly more crowded. ]
GAH! [ Though should be unsurprising, Rung still thought he could perhaps sneak up on a Seeker. And of course its probably not a good idea to sneak on something NAMED as such. Though he doesn't really understand the nuances of this skywarp's origins and world.
But regardless he jumps and falls flat on his face out of the closet ]
Game... you're... uuh.. you're the one messing with my models. Do you realize... [ A grunt and a push off the floor. ]
Those are a mix of therapy tools and build kits. They can't all be played with roughly!
Certainly not. I've treated them with nothing but care.
[ He smiles amicably as Rung pushes himself off the floor and once he's steady enough reaches over to hang a mini figure precariously on the edge of one of the therapist's impressive eyebrows. A splendid place for one if you ask him. ]
The game is over far too quickly if you break your toys, wouldn't you agree?
This is tru.. hey! [ Rung freezes as he feels that pin prick of something tap his brow. Holds steady. ]
STill you could of asked... [ What careful movements as Rung tries to lift one hand to pluck the toy off himself. Keeping eyebrows still and.... they furrow impulsively as rung falls to the ground luckly able to catch the toy without damaging it. ]
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Slowly, he opens his closet, making sure yes. He still has the door handle in check. No getting locked in ohoho.
He then peers it open. Slow, quiet and ready to scold such crossed boundaries. ]
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And someone who is chronically not where he should be, Skywarp is always on high alert to his readings.
The air has been displaced.
He can help but smile, oh-ho, someone is still trying to be sneaky. He commends the effort.
There's a flash of light and he WORPS out. Or at least away.
Rung might notice some gold mists emanating from the space behind him,and that's all the warning he gets before there's another loud pop and suddenly the closet he's creeping out of is significantly more crowded. ]
So what sort of game are we playing here, hmm?
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But regardless he jumps and falls flat on his face out of the closet ]
Game... you're... uuh.. you're the one messing with my models. Do you realize... [ A grunt and a push off the floor. ]
Those are a mix of therapy tools and build kits. They can't all be played with roughly!
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[ He smiles amicably as Rung pushes himself off the floor and once he's steady enough reaches over to hang a mini figure precariously on the edge of one of the therapist's impressive eyebrows. A splendid place for one if you ask him. ]
The game is over far too quickly if you break your toys, wouldn't you agree?
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STill you could of asked... [ What careful movements as Rung tries to lift one hand to pluck the toy off himself. Keeping eyebrows still and.... they furrow impulsively as rung falls to the ground luckly able to catch the toy without damaging it. ]
Oh goodness that was close