Feb. 3rd, 2013

show_my_cannons: (Human | What in the?)
[It's evening, and the old man is headed out on some errand or other. He's knocked the 'Gear on, as he's heading out the door, and shrugging into his coat.]

Cliffjumper, be back--

[It's in the middle of his statement that something swoops down out of nowhere. It's round-ish. Dark blue. And flying.]

[It's also squeaking in a high-pitched little shriek of rage. Ironhide swats at it, swearing, before ducking back inside and slamming the door behind him.]


All Spark!

What was that.

[The shrieking noise hasn't stopped. And now, Dog can be heard, barking at whatever it is lurking behind the door.]

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