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pullmeoutalive2009-08-31 09:46 pm
electrowhipit) wrote in pullmeoutalive2009-08-31 09:46 pm
log > how are these two so darn cute?
It had been an admittedly strange situation they had all been in - shopping mall, zombies, black outs - it was like a horror film gone wrong.
No one had any explanation for their sudden appearance in the mall, nor did anyone have an explanation for their sudden disappearance from the mall. Just as no one had an explanation for the blue Chevrolet Volt currently parked outside of B.A.B.E.L. headquarters.
For his own part, Jolt was doing what Autobots did best (aside from kicking Decepticon skidplate), and that was hiding in plain sight. Asphalt and sunshine, he decided, were preferable to zombie-laden carpet and the near-darkness of a mall without power. He just didn't like having to wait while Naomi was inside - no doubt trying to explain where the frag she'd been all this time. Jolt'd had a similar problem relaying his whereabouts to - of all mechs - Ratchet. (No doubt the medic thought he was glitched for insisting he'd been fighting off zombies all this time.) But, after much instance, and pleading for Optimus' permission, Jolt was allowed to stay with Naomi for the time being.
The Autobot sighed inwardly. He was still waiting, and he still hated it.
No one had any explanation for their sudden appearance in the mall, nor did anyone have an explanation for their sudden disappearance from the mall. Just as no one had an explanation for the blue Chevrolet Volt currently parked outside of B.A.B.E.L. headquarters.
For his own part, Jolt was doing what Autobots did best (aside from kicking Decepticon skidplate), and that was hiding in plain sight. Asphalt and sunshine, he decided, were preferable to zombie-laden carpet and the near-darkness of a mall without power. He just didn't like having to wait while Naomi was inside - no doubt trying to explain where the frag she'd been all this time. Jolt'd had a similar problem relaying his whereabouts to - of all mechs - Ratchet. (No doubt the medic thought he was glitched for insisting he'd been fighting off zombies all this time.) But, after much instance, and pleading for Optimus' permission, Jolt was allowed to stay with Naomi for the time being.
The Autobot sighed inwardly. He was still waiting, and he still hated it.
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Wait, what?
Jolt was online in a second, and he was disoriented and fighting back the urge to transform for half that. "Wha-?" It was dark. But it hadn't been dark when he went offline, and he couldnt' have been out long, so- He couldn't see. Why couldn't he see.
Waaaait a second.
"Naomi? Why am I under a blanket?"
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Except that in this situation, the guilty party had made the mistake of sitting, and sitting had led to a reminder of how exhausted she was, and that in turn had led to Naomi falling asleep where she sat in the few minutes that she'd been watching him. Therefore the only response Jolt received was-- absolute silence.
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A whip slid out of the car and coiled around the blanket, pulling it from the car's frame and in through the now open back door. Jolt regarded Naomi for a moment - he was rather impressed with her ability to sleep on concrete, but it probably wasn't the best place for her.
Oh, he was going to regret this, but the hologram kicked back on and scooped up the sleeping girl. He deposited her in the now blanketed backseat before winking out of existence again. Doors shut and windows darkened, the Autobot found a nice shaded spot to park and offline for a couple of hours.