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[electrowhipit]

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.

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[electrowhipit]

"We should-?" He echoed, matching her in volume. That's right, they were doing something, weren't they? Something... to do with where they were and... ah, he didn't care. This, whatever it was, was vastly more important- at least to him.

There was a beat, a brief moment of hesitation, and then he closed the distance between them by half a step, and took her other hand in his.

[kittykinesis.livejournal.com]

"Should..." Naomi was making a valiant attempt, she really was, but then he just had to take her other hand while stepping closer, and she flushed darker. She didn't pull away, though.

"... We should do something," she concluded brilliantly, fingers curling against his. She sought out his gaze, seeking... something. She wasn't sure what, nor was she really aware of what she was doing. Her body was just moving on its own, and all rational thought was rapidly fleeing.

[electrowhipit]

She was blushing again, and he found it endearing as he always did, and managed a small smile.

"... Something. Right." That something turned out to be moving closer, because he closed the distance between them completely, holding her eyes with his.

[kittykinesis.livejournal.com]

She didn't mind this closeness. It made it easier and so tempting to just rise a little on her toes and--

The screeching static on her limiter made Naomi jump, hurriedly releasing Jolt's hands and fumbling for her communicator. Of all the times-- "This is-- Supervisor?!"

She looked annoyed at first, but as she listened, the annoyance vanished and her expression turned grim. She murmured a few brief words of affirmation and disconnected, before she glanced apologetically at her friend.

"We've got a mission. Black Phantom's already struck, so we can't afford to waste any time."

The girl hesitated, seemingly about to add more, and then gave her head a firm shake and headed for the car. Whatever that had just been, the mission came first. They were probably just... light-headed from the atmosphere in the bar. Yes, that had to be it.

But that didn't explain the oddest sense of disappointment.

[electrowhipit]

Naomi wasn't the only one who jumped, and if one were paying attention, they would have noticed the Chevrolet parked in front of the couple on the sidewalk lurch a little.

Jolt's hologram lost solidity almost immediately and it took a step back from her, looking as lost as Jolt felt. The timing of the call could not have been worse, but duty was duty. The hologram gave a nod and slipped once again into the driver's seat.

No doubt this would be a drive full of awkward silence.