mayfield_rpg | [Action] // [Phone]

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[Ever since the surgeries started, there has been a pile of unconscious silver armor lying in the driveway, hooked up to powerlines, batteries, and whatever else generates power. It got better after Jolt found some of the missing parts, but for the most part, he remained in stasis while everything exploded and went to hell around town.]

[Today, though?]

[Today, the silver body stirs, making quiet, groggy sounds. Systems that have laid dormant for days start booting back up again, and air cycles smoothly through his intakes. He actually moves to sit up, his optics unfocused, but strangely clear. His movements are much smoother, as well.]

[He doesn't remember half of what happened. But he's in his driveway, and there... well. There's stuff everywhere. The phone is buzzing.]

[He looks around for a few moments, before deciding sitting up is still too much effort, and flops back down again. Though it's more of a contrary sort of flop than one of real exhaustion.]

[PHONE / sometime later]
So.

What did I miss this time...?

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... I wish. I got... some of your parts back, but not enough. This is the town's doing.

[He lets his fingers trail over Jolt's face, gently.]

You tried. Right?

[ He angles his head, leaning into that ]

Of course I did.

[He keeps doing that, then.]

Don't be ashamed, then... okay?

I had some help. Father Nightroad, and Quinn. Even Lucas came just to keep me company.

Father... who?

[He shakes his head slightly.] You have so many friends here. You know that?

Father Nightroad. The woman doing the operations tricked him and left some of your parts on his lawn. He was kind enough to let me know they were there.

Oh, I met a friend of yours.

[He blinks, remembering some vague conversation he'd had while half in, half out of stasis.] That's his name?

You did?

Well. Father Abel Nightroad, but that's kind of a mouthful, you know?

Yeah. Her name is Ema- she was worried about you.

[His optics get very wide all of the sudden, and he shudders, slightly.]

... I know that name.

Ema. She's... I've known her a while, yes.

You do? [ now he just looks concerned ] Is something wrong?

That... woman. She said...

[He looks away, shoulders hunching.] ... 'Abel' had what I was looking for.

She did? When?

The phone.

[He shakes his head.] I must have picked it up while you were out. I thought it was a dream. A malfunction.

That... bitch. [ and for a second, there's real hatred in his voice. It passes quickly though ]

I'm just glad Abel came forward, or I would have never known.

[He... stares. That's not something he hears from Jolt very often.]

I don't know if I should worry you sound like you want to kill something, or slightly turned on.

[ He blinks a couple of times, then vents a sigh, resting his head on Sideswipe's chest ]

Sorry. I just... what she did to you, what she did to all those people, it was terrible. I don't even have words for it, but it legitimately makes me angry just as much as it scares me.

Hey, I was teasing.

[He slips his arms a little tighter around him.]

There were others? [That whole time in the 'recovery room' was more hazy than it should have been.] It's okay. It won't happen again.

[ he nods ] Lots of others.

I thought I was going to lose you.

I thought I dreamed that.

[His arms tighten again.]

... I'm sorry. I... if I had any control, it wouldn't have happened.

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