kismet_loop_logs | They say there's nothing new under the sun

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They say there's nothing new under the sun

Who: Hiro, Sam, and anybody else who wants to watch Tremors
What: Watching Tremors ~~and possibly discussing swear words prior to the show~~
Where: The new outdoor theatre in the Northwest
When: Backdated to Thursday night, dusk.
Warnings: Language? Probably language.

The ‘official story’ was simple, if outlandish: Sam had happened across a VHS tape of Tremors (true) while lost (false) in the dense mire of mess which was Hiro’s room. Though the tape had actually been uncovered in the Warehouse, she had no intention of saying so; she didn’t want to wonder if the truth would reach Dirge, or want to deal with the seeker if he heard and, hearing, took it into his head to reclaim the cassette. What she did want was to make good on what she’d said to Jadewing.

’Sometime, we’ll find for you a few decent horror flicks.’

Tremors had turned out to be the first of that few. With luck, and a little---or a lot---of looking, there would be others, and so the whole theatre project had been buttressed by the hope of having more movies. The screen was situated at one side of the clearing Irja had kindly created, suspended between the trunks of two massive trees and braced by branches across its back. (The controls were there, as well, and at two elevations; the human-scale console sheltered in what looked, to Sam, like an ice shack.) A viewing deck had been built opposite the screen, encircling one wide walnut tree at a height which would have any occupants up enough to talk to standing Cybertronians comfortably, without craning. The deck had been outfitted with a ladder, a small collection of mismatched chairs, and (importantly!) a small free-standing fire pit. Two ridges crossed the clearing so that people could park angled up to better see the screen, but the clearing itself was otherwise almost ordinary---and only ‘almost’ on account of its creation.

All things considered, the set-up was pretty sweet.

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Knock Out rolled in a little later. He had to shine his hubcaps or something. Who knows. Upon reaching Breakdown, he transforms and immediately latches onto his arm.

And that's his entire greeting, just being a leech. Hi Breakdown.

Breakdown smiled over at him. “Almost like the drive-ins on Earth, huh?” He won’t give his partner any flack for getting here “late”, especially since the movie hasn’t started yet. “And a horror flick, just your thing.”

"A bad horror flick, even better." he gave Breakdown's arm a little squeeze before letting go, taking a look around at the place. He had to admit, it was pretty impressive.

"Almost. It's nice that we don't have to sneak in this time around. And I doubt there's going to be any humans making out in the car next to us."

Humans and their interfacing, right.

He chuckled. "It wasn't that bad of one. ...There were worse."

"Yeah, it's a nice difference. To be able to walk in too." Not that driving wasn't nice, but having the option was nice.

He snorts. "What? You mean you won't miss that?"

"True. At least this one's got a bit of comedic value. It's so bad it's funny."

He actually cringes. Breakdown don't say that.

"Of course not, it was creepy. All those fluids and... eugh."

He laughs snugging Knock Out to his side. "Well, guess it's good you won't have to worry about it here."

C'mon, partner, let's go sit over there. He's just gonna walk along with his arm around Knock Out until they reach a good sitting area, and will take a seat.

Humans ew.

He's half tempted to just flop on Breakdown and use him as a seat, buuut he'll be nice and just take a seat next to him.

"It's nice to not have to do this in vehicle mode, for once."

It's okay, you can totally flop on his lap, you know he'd not care. Oh, well, beside him works too. He slips an arm around Knock Out. "Yeah, it is. It's nice to be able to sit and relax, to be invited. Kind of seems surreal, eh?"

"As unusual as all of this is, I'd still say we've definitely moved up in the world, Breakdown."

And he will absolutely snuggle into the big blue mech, engine purring contently. Yeah, this was all a vast improvement over everything they'd been through before.

That puts a grin on Breakdown’s face, and he looks, and feels, more relaxed than he has in...so long. In fact...Knock Out has probably never seen his partner so...content.

Oh, he notices that. It's really nice to see. So Knock Out decides to take advantage of it and move to Breakdown's lap. Wow this sure is nice it would be a shame if something came along and ruined the moment. (do it)

While there was no malicious intent---and certainly no moment-ruining meant---an interruption was inevitable; this time, it took the form of one adept with two teenagers in tow. Having started across the clearing before Knock Out reseated himself, Sam turned back from very seriously asking Hiro how much popcorn he had packed to see the two situated and shrug to herself. She'd confirmed Knock Out didn't mind remarks made mid-movie (not at all, since half would come from him) and had all but warned Breakdown she'd be by to hassle him, so neither should've been surprised to hear her "Hey guys," before the show started.

"Mind if we sit with you?"

Breakdown’s smile grows a little as Knock Out shifts into his lap, and he wraps his arms possessively around his partner. And then there’s a voice. He lifts his head away from where he’s got it resting and looks down to see Sam and the others. “Hey. Yeah, that’s fine.

Akito offers a small wave from where she stands, eying the two robots' sort of cuddling. She tilts her head, curious, but doesn't comment. Instead Akito merely gives a small, amused smile and addresses Breakdown.

"Hello again!"

mmmmm hello company whats up. Knock Out's juuust gonna slide off Breakdown's lap and settle next to him again yeeeep. He's just going to give Sam a little shrug and act like he hadn't just been being all overly affectionate all over Breakdown a moment ago.

"The more the merrier, right?"

Hiro makes a face at both of them, already digging into his popcorn and speaking around a mouthful -- "Are you guys gonna do that the whole movie?"

Sam offered a little shrug in return---sorry to cut in on your canoodling time, guys, but there's no inconspicuously changing course when trailed by two teens---and paused to give Hiro a pointed look (and a roll of her eyes) before answering Knock Out.

"I should hope so. We three," the adept indicated both bots and herself with the back-and-forth flick of a hand, "have all seen Tremors before, so I can joke to you without making you miss anything. These two, not so much, but I couldn't just ditch 'em."

Breakdown snugs his partner a little closer and gives Hiro a smirk. “Maybe we will.” Not that he was aiming to drive the kid away, he honestly didn’t mind them joining, and neither was he ashamed of showing a bit of affection to his partner. Not like these three could or would hurt him with this in any way.

“So find a seat, then. Before it starts.”

Akito keeps silent after giving her greeting, having nothing to interject until Breakdown's order-suggestion.

"May I sit on one of your shoulders, Mr. Breakdown?"

Don't mind Knock Out, he's just going to lean over and poke Hiro in the chest. Hiro you are a little smartass.

"Would anyone be too upset if I decided to lock this one in my trunk until the movie's over?"

Akito, not entirely used to sarcasm or jokes, honestly believes this is something that will happen if nobody speaks up and so she does. Very quickly.

"I would!" There's an odd, musical lilt hidden under her voice that the average person would overlook. Akito herself doesn't seem to notice it - and why should she? It's just part of her nature. Though legends would say it's a nature used only to lure others to their deaths, not keep them from being locked inside of trunks. "I- I would be upset! Please don't lock him in your trunk, Mr. Breakdown's partner?"

"Oh, damn." Sam did not sound anything but unbothered, indicating Akito, herself, and Hiro with one hand as she continued to talk. "Here I thought 'shoulder space, shoulder space, trunk, and it's settled!' So much for those seating arrangements."

Somehow straight-faced, she turned to Breakdown. "But more seriously, I'm going to go ahead and assume I can sit on you also, since you kind of set the bar for personal space when we met."

Breakdown laughs, stubbornly keeping an affectionate arm around his partner. "Trunk can be arranged, kiddo."

But wait, he's got a kid asking to sit on his shoulder, and another assuming a seat! He just stares at them a moment. "Hey, I didn't know the rules of friendly human interactions when we met, can that really count for setting the bar on personal space?" That said though... "But I don't see why not. Just don't blame me if you fall off." He'll even offer a hand to move the kids to their desired perch.

Hiro almost falls over at the poking, then makes a face up at Knock Out. "I'm not goin' anywhere near any trunks!"

And to underscore this, he'll grab onto Akito's hand and tug her over to sit on Breakdown's hand.

Well, Akito hadn't been expecting the hand holding and so is understandably flushed pink right up to her hairline. And obediently following along behind her friend, of course.

They say there's nothing new under the sun

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And I believe children will be in jumping in to sit on Breakdown soon.

those stinky children

and one grown-ass woman

Still a kid

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I think it's my turn?!

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/QUIETLY JACKS BECAUSE MUSE HAD HUGE REACTION I SRRY

YOU'RE SORRY, I'M NOT

Sorry for my slow, guys!

ahhhh same

Re: ahhhh same

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFffffffffffffffarts i completely forgot how i wanted to reply GO ME

aw

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