[ the door opens and while Rung is not one to overtly show his disdain in such a way his face scowl, those large brows furrow and he crosses his arms.
He's very sure this is the mech messing with him and some of the smaller mechs the last few days... which at least it's not Antlers but that can be debatable-... sigh he uncrosses his arms in a defeated sigh.
[ Skywarp just smiles pleasantly. Like he's never done anything wrong in his life ever. Which perhaps in his own mind is true enough. ]
I met a young boy recently. Bit of a moper. So I said to myself Skywarp! Let's bring this sullen child a bit of joy. So I asked them what I could bring them to make it better. And oh Rung my spark soared when they asked if I could get them a set of small paints. Because I knew just the mech who could make their dream come true.
Might I borrow some then? To make this child's life brighter?
Oh I do have quite a bit of those. When you draw little Autobot insignias you use up a lot of red... and we are always so red leaning, goodness. [ Rung says absently as he collects the colours. Red and gold Those are Quick's colours... could it be a eulogy ... could it be something else.
his brows furrow in contemplation. ]
There we are. [ He gets one of his small brushes, it truly is mesmerizing the sizes he works with. Perfect ideal control, everything plotted and planned with his work.. but never so much that he knows what the outcome really will be. ]
Let them know to wash the brush when not in use or switching colours. it'll help keep things from mixing when you don't want it to
[ Skywarp takes the little paint jars, the little brush, holding them with great care. ]
Thank you I'm certain this will make them very happy... I'll be sure to give them the instructions.
[ The golden mists swirl at his feet, surely a familiar sight to the doctor by now. But... but they stop, fade suddenly and Skywarp is looking to the side. He smiles and points. ]
Actually... Could I take one of those to them as well? I suspect they could do something very clever with it. Very clever indeed.
[ A grouping of little mini figures on Rung's desk, clearly a work in progress since they only had solid color base coats yet. ]
Oh ... well.. if it will help then, by all means. I encourage creative outlits like this so if you think it will do some good...
[ Rung is not sure what is going on in that processor of his but... some how he feels its important beyond mere painting... a instinct of some ... so he'll allow it. ]
[ He smiles and examines them. Look at the little things standing in a row. They are the perfect size. He picks one up. A red one and turns back to Rung turning it in his hand. ]
And this one will do just well. It will.
[ And now once again that fog swirls around him. ]
Hope you have a quiet evening, doctor! I think things might get rowdy sometime soon...
[ And then, before Rung has a chance to say, or ask anything else, he's gone. with a WORP. ]
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He's very sure this is the mech messing with him and some of the smaller mechs the last few days... which at least it's not Antlers but that can be debatable-... sigh he uncrosses his arms in a defeated sigh.
Maybe he's learned his lessons? ]
Is there something you need
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I met a young boy recently. Bit of a moper. So I said to myself Skywarp! Let's bring this sullen child a bit of joy. So I asked them what I could bring them to make it better. And oh Rung my spark soared when they asked if I could get them a set of small paints. Because I knew just the mech who could make their dream come true.
Might I borrow some then? To make this child's life brighter?
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Something seems a little odd. ]
Very well, come in. I have plenty abound. But I want to know exactly what you're taking so I can replace them.
[ He moves aside to let in the not seeker seeker and then asks. ]
One of the new ones aboard yes? [ Many of them seem like they could benefit from art. ]
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Perhaps, perhaps not. I didn't ask. But they do have very small hands.
[ Such small hands. How will they topple the devil in the end? He follows Rung in. ]
And you have very small brushes, very small paints. It's perfect! Perhaps just a set of basic colors...
[ He hums and considers the little mech he's running this 'errand' ]
Though I suspect they might like red and gold.
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his brows furrow in contemplation. ]
There we are. [ He gets one of his small brushes, it truly is mesmerizing the sizes he works with. Perfect ideal control, everything plotted and planned with his work.. but never so much that he knows what the outcome really will be. ]
Let them know to wash the brush when not in use or switching colours. it'll help keep things from mixing when you don't want it to
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Thank you I'm certain this will make them very happy... I'll be sure to give them the instructions.
[ The golden mists swirl at his feet, surely a familiar sight to the doctor by now. But... but they stop, fade suddenly and Skywarp is looking to the side. He smiles and points. ]
Actually... Could I take one of those to them as well? I suspect they could do something very clever with it. Very clever indeed.
[ A grouping of little mini figures on Rung's desk, clearly a work in progress since they only had solid color base coats yet. ]
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[ Rung is not sure what is going on in that processor of his but... some how he feels its important beyond mere painting... a instinct of some ... so he'll allow it. ]
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[ He smiles and examines them. Look at the little things standing in a row. They are the perfect size. He picks one up. A red one and turns back to Rung turning it in his hand. ]
And this one will do just well. It will.
[ And now once again that fog swirls around him. ]
Hope you have a quiet evening, doctor! I think things might get rowdy sometime soon...
[ And then, before Rung has a chance to say, or ask anything else, he's gone. with a WORP. ]