( closed ) self-satisfaction for the factions

[wreckjobs]

WHO: bumblebee (taselikeabee) + breakdown (wreckjobs)
WHERE: heropa city hall
WHEN: sept 24?
WHAT: classily mistaking an innocent robot for one of your sworn enemies
WARNINGS: someone's gonna get punched in the face, at least


[ breakdown is lost. something with his gps-- it's not working how he was expecting it to, and now he's ended up at some... fancy building. he thinks it might be fancy? it was a lot more so, on the outside; now that he's in it, it just seems like a place where everyone inside is irritated, in a hurry, or both.

... kind of feels like home. unfortunately, that doesn't solve his more pressing problem. after an extended period of standing in the middle of the lobby (and being in the way) he seizes the arm of the first person he sees that doesn't look too unfriendly. ]

Hey, uh-- I think I'm lost? [ take pity on a poor spark, says his face. his life is very hard. ]

Comments

[taselikeabee]

[ of course Bumblebee is where he can usually be found - at work. who knew being a representative could be such a hard job? actually, that's a lie. Bee already has an idea of what he's in for. this gig is just a lot easier than what it had been on Cybertron.

and this time? this time Metalhawk is working with him and not against him. it's making things much easier.

actually, that's what he's getting up and moving about the place for - birdbrain and he both need a snack. it's been a loooong one. looks like it's going to have to wait since his arm is being grabbed. ]

Lost?

[ well that's not unusual. government buildings. people are bound to get lost. ]

Okay, no problem. Tell me where you are trying to go and I'll point out where you need to be.