[banging fists on table] MORE ROBOT DRAMA MORE ROBOT DRAMA MORE ROBOT DR

[knaval]

Who: riptide and some other dudes
When: after magnus's post
Where: riptide's room
What: sad fish boy
Warnings: cw for possible discussion of war, violence, ptsd, generally the depressing shit you get with these metal tittybabies



a. magnus

[accepting his fate, riptide allowed magnus to drag him to his room, no longer fighting.

if he had more knowledge of the situation, he would respond differently. he doesn't, though, and all he knows is he takes part in something that results in all his friends being left for the djd. after everything he's experienced in regards to tarn aboard to moira, after everything everyone has done for him, he was still stupid and selfish enough to leave them all for dead.

what the fuck did getaway say to him?

these are things that riptide will wonder about until he's physically unable to stay awake anymore, but for now he just lets whatever's going to happen to him happen.]

b. megatron

[they didn't finish the wall.

riptide eventually gets sick of laying on his bed staring at it like a useless sack of shit and gets up, sliding off the berth to carefully press at the edges still sticking out awkwardly.

he still thinks the table looked fine where it was.

sighing, riptide gets to work. missing brainstorm and nautica intensely for a moment before telling himself he doesn't deserve to.]

c. anyone else

[you want this sad fish? come yell at him in his room. he's not leaving.]

Comments

[knaval]

Please don't smash my head.

[there's a faint smile in his tone.]

And don't do anything stupid. This is something I need to face whatever they want me to, okay?

[redshitlord]

Smush it then. That's a word. I totally just made it up, but it's a word.

[It's what he's doing with his face and Riptide's shoulder right now.]

... I'm going with you, though. If they want to yell or put you in the brig or whatever. I'm going with you.

[knaval]

No, you're not. It doesn't work like that. They won't-- I won't let you suffer for something I did, okay?

[redshitlord]

... dude, it's not like I've never been to jail before.

[SHRUG.]

And...

I really... really don't want to lose you again.

[knaval]

It's not like I'll be dead. I'll still be around. I don't even know if they'll do that.

[he shrugs.]

We'll just have to wait and see.

[redshitlord]

... Just. Listen to me okay?

I don't wanna do this without you. Like. At all. I don't wanna be on this stupid ship alone. Even if it's just you stuck in a cell or something.

I'm gonna stay with you and I don't care what they've got to say about it.

[knaval]

[he sighs again.]

We'll have to see how it goes, alright? None of this is up to me or you.

[redshitlord]

Right...

But I'm here. Okay?

I'm not leaving.

[knaval]

I know.

[riptide exvents heavily, and considers how much of a burden he is.]

[redshitlord]

Good. I'll just. Y'know. Remind you every so often, okay?

[knaval]

[riptide gives sideswipe a little squeeze.]

I know that too.

[redshitlord]

[He squeezes back. As much as his little noodle arms can.]

... can I still sleep here?

[knaval]

If you can put up with me.

[not in the "you hate me way" more on a "I am probably never going to sleep again" way.]

Don't... go under the bed this time. That's kinda weird.

[redshitlord]

Dude. I am so tired by this point, I seriously don't care what you do in here. I could sleep on a jet engine.

[He means it to be funny. Really.]

... You want me up here with you? All night?

[knaval]

Oh. I hope I wasn't keeping you up.

[not that he was doing much.]

If you want? There was another berth in here but, uh. It exploded.

[redshitlord]

Nah. It wasn't you.

[It really wasn't. It was a lot of other things.]

[He hesitates a second, before peeling his face out from Riptide's side and stretching up to plant a smooch on the other bot's cheek.]

... Yeah. I want.

[knaval]

Alright.

[his cheeks heat up a little, despite himself.]

...nerd.

[redshitlord]

[Now that he's up here, and regained some composure... he slings his arms around Riptide's neck.]

[Leaning his head against blue.]

Yeah, but you like me like that, huh?

[knaval]

You know I do.

[shifting, riptide hugs sideswipe close to his chest then flops backwards on the berth.]

Though if you snore you're off immediately.

[redshitlord]

Yeah... yeah, I do.

[In return, he curls up on that big blue armor panel, tucking his head under Riptide's.]

[And not letting go. Not even a little.]

Deal, big guy. I mean, it's a deal, not y'know. You deal.

[knaval]

Don't think I won't, Sideswipe.

[he revs his engine a little.]

[redshitlord]

Uh huh...

[Sorry, Riptide. He'd be more coherent but you're revving under him and that's really nice okay.]

I believe you.