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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 Tremorsand 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.
What: Watching Tremors
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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"The more the merrier, right?"
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"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."
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“So find a seat, then. Before it starts.”
I think it's my turn?!
"May I sit on one of your shoulders, Mr. Breakdown?"
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"Would anyone be too upset if I decided to lock this one in my trunk until the movie's over?"
/QUIETLY JACKS BECAUSE MUSE HAD HUGE REACTION I SRRY
"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?"
YOU'RE SORRY, I'M NOT
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."
Sorry for my slow, guys!
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.
ahhhh same
And to underscore this, he'll grab onto Akito's hand and tug her over to sit on Breakdown's hand.
Re: ahhhh same
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFffffffffffffffarts i completely forgot how i wanted to reply GO ME
aw
She stepped onto his hand and joined the two teens in sitting, twisting a bit to better address the Decepticon. "That's about what you expect of me now anyway, isn't it?"
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He keeps his hand in place until the trio have disembarked and then is actually rather careful about resituating himself so as not to jostle them too much. With him settled, they should be able to settle. That jutting chest of his might make for a nice view...