EVENT ONE: JUNE 21ST-28TH

[luminals]

TAKE BACK KNOWHERE
When: June 21-28
Who: Everyone.
Where: All over Knowhere, ending in the Continuum Cortex and Observation Deck.

Event details are here, IC announcement is here.

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Comments

[sufferably]

( the giant robot has manners. he supposes he should be able to appreciate that, but right now he's just looking, wide-eyed, at the rapidly dying form of the alien.

despite everything, he can still mourn a death-- even if the alternative would have been his own.

he's silent for a long moment before he grits out-- ) Thanks.

[knightoflight]

[He will forgive Wing. He doesn't like killing but some enemies simply will not stop at anything less. The slavers who had threatened Drift had been the same.]

No need.

Are you all right? Are you damaged?

[Not like Wing could help, but he wants to make sure.]

[sufferably]

( while he can almost immediately parse "damaged" as "injured," it's still an odd choice of words and he finds himself canting his head, giving wing a skeptical expression. )

I'm just fine. Assuming my heart doesn't give out from all the excitement.

( that's delivered in the same dry, sardonic tone. after a moment, however, he mutters while looking at his feet: ) Thanks.

[knightoflight]

[Sorry, friend, but Wing is immune to your sarcasm. ]

...does that happen with your kind?

I. Uh. Will try to be less exciting, then.

[Shouldn't be hard, right?]

[sufferably]

What--no. Of course it doesn't. Otherwise adrenaline junkies would be dead before they had the chance to procreate, which clearly isn't the case.

What the hell are you, anyway?

[knightoflight]

Oh. Well. That makes sense. I suppose.

[Still, you get a worried peering at just in case.] Are you feeling all right, though?

[But this next part? He's totally got this.]

Cybertronian!

[sufferably]

Yes. ( still gruffly, he adds: ) I'm a doctor, I'll warn you if I'm going into shock.

( but then he tilts his head. )

Never heard of you.

[knightoflight]

That's good. Uh. Could you tell me what to do if that does happen?

[He has no idea about your human anatomy.]

You're lucky, then, you and your kind. My people are...violent.

[Uh, not him, though--never mind you just saw him slice up a creature. That was gallantry!]

[sufferably]

Violent, huh. I can see that.

( given, well, the slicing up of other aliens. but mccoy doesn't sound condemning; rather, he almost chuckles. )

Guess if you're helping me out, I can't really fault how you fight, can I?

[knightoflight]

Me? No. No, I'm a knight. I'm sworn to protect.

[It only looks a little, well, chop socky right now, because...uh...yeah, he's got nothin'. ]

If you have another way to stop them, I'm listening.

[But listening warily because is that other creepy things coming?]

[sufferably]

Normally when you encounter hostile aliens, you try to figure out what they want, and then you try to negotiate.

But these ones don't seem up to talking.

[knightoflight]

You're correct, friend.

[And Wing has the decency to look a little abashed. ]

But the ones I met before, well, they attacked, and I simply presumed these would be the same.