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Post by Springer on Mar 4, 2024 17:54:33 GMT
Characters Appearing: Springer, Hot Rod Location (s): City streets Timeline: January 1st Plot Summary: After being gone for sometime, Springer returns home for some R'n'R, only to meet a familiar face.
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Post by Springer on Mar 4, 2024 18:11:56 GMT
Springer's joints popped audibly as he stretched, lacing his digits together to stretch long above his head and arching his back slightly letting out a contented sigh as he heard his spinal column and several other spots pop in unison. After a long flight from Europe in his helicopter mode, he had felt cramped and stiff, and to finally transform after several hours felt amazing. And for a moment, the former Wrecker could only muse if this was how Kup felt whenever he moved. Primus did he miss the old timer some days, days when things had been far simpler.
Those were days long past and gone...
Stepping out of the apartment complex, Springer made his way along the sidewalks of Autobot City. Having returned earlier that morning, he had gotten in a short recharge and unpacked before feeling the need to get out and do something not so action heavy. He had been overseas for months handling conflicts between humans and Cybertronians, only made worse by the news of the break out a few months prior. With all his skill and know-how, Springer had found himself struggling to gather those who had made their way to other countries. Suppose being locked up did give one time to think about how to be well-hidden and avoiding detection. Made the green mech wonder what the hell had been going on with GHOST to have caused such a security breach anyhow. Well, wasn't exactly his problem at the present. His processor only wanted on thing and that was to decompress from his duties for a day or two before considering taking on another assignment.
A walk seemed like a good way to start is day off, content to just wander the city and see what was new and what remained. Of course, nothing had changed much which was fine by the green mech, the warrior welcoming familiar sights when he was gone for so long. After a while though, Springer paused at one of the street vendors, exchanging some shanix for the Cybertronian equivalent of an Earth milkshake, thanking the femme in charge before moving on, taking a bit sip of his drink until something caught his optic.
Flashy paint jobs weren't uncommon these days especially among the younger bots. What did catch his optic was the chosen color scheme, bright yellow on orange with a rather distinct flame decal...speaking of familiar sights. Though Springer didn't want to be rude he couldn't help stepping closer to the bot in question, his bright blue optics quickly shifting to the bot's face, "Hot Rod???"
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Post by Hot Rod on Mar 4, 2024 20:33:00 GMT
As Hot Rod walked through Autobot city he had a lot on his mind. The task force Optimus had gotten together had been active for a few months and so far things were going well, but Hot Rod was still bothered. So many of the major Decepticons hadn't stuck their heads out yet so they were still in the wind.
Right now Hot Rod was just trying to get his mind off stuff looking around the various vendors at Autobot city, when he heard a familiar voice call his name.
Hot Rod turned, and his face broke out into a huge grin, "Springer!?"
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Post by Springer on Mar 19, 2024 16:55:25 GMT
Springer couldn't believe his audials for a moment. Of all the bots he thought he would come across his best friend had been the last one he thought he'd ever see again. Aside from Kup, Hot Rod had been one of the bots he missed so much from the days before he was a Wrecker, before he had taken on more and more solo missions. Those days had been simpler, more fun, more relaxed, days he wasn't worrying about the progressively increasing violent tendencies of his teammates.
He wondered where some of the Wreckers were now in this peaceful time.
"Holy Primus I can't believe my optics!" Springer had a big grin of his own break out, welcoming the friendly familiar face before him. "It's been way too long you crazy dare devil!" The green mech spoke teasingly as he approached, giving the smaller mech a firm pat on the back. Talk about a blast from the past..."When did you get to Autobot City?"
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Post by Hot Rod on Mar 19, 2024 18:13:40 GMT
"A couple of months ago" Hot Rod answered.
Hot Rod was so happy. Aside from Bumblebee, Springer was probably his closest friend from the old days. He couldn't count the amount of times his green friend had pulled him out of the fire.
"Man, it's good to see you again. Been missing you and the Wreckers."
"So what have you been up to since the war ended?"
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