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Date: 2019-04-21 03:05 pm (UTC)
peacewithouttyranny: (Holomatter! New look)
From: [personal profile] peacewithouttyranny
Is that so... Care to tell me more?

[About how her power saved her.]

Oh, and what's your power, by the way?

[He wasn't expecting this meet up to be this, but hey he likes to note every information he could find or hear about people. Some habits just don't die.]

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Date: 2019-04-22 01:48 am (UTC)
peacewithouttyranny: (Holomatter! u wot)
From: [personal profile] peacewithouttyranny
[Ah.]

I'm sorry to hear that. Perhaps I shouldn't have asked.

[Parents aren't something Cybertronians have, but familial relationships do exist among them. He certainly had something important like that before. It makes him wonder why, but he doesn't ask further. Instead, her other answer earns a somewhat confused look.]

... Bubbles?

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Date: 2019-04-22 01:22 pm (UTC)
peacewithouttyranny: (Holomatter! Jacketless)
From: [personal profile] peacewithouttyranny
Yes, demonstrate it to me. [A pause, then she briskly adds:] Don't make holes in my house, however.

[Or ruin anything in this room.]

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Date: 2019-04-22 01:52 pm (UTC)
peacewithouttyranny: (Holomatter! Animosity)
From: [personal profile] peacewithouttyranny
[Was she seriously planning to?! Boy is he glad to have added that, huh!!!

Sonia is undoubtedly frowning at her for that 'boo', but she silently watches the girl as she starts her demonstration. Her curious eyes follow the bubble as it floats towards the mug and when it makes the impact it's... Gone? Her brow quirks up when part of the mug disappears without a trace.]


... Hm. Your bubbles... destroy anything it touches? Curious. How does it work exactly?

[As she asks, Sonia tentatively reaches a hand over to the mug to trace her finger over the round edge, wanting to make sure that part of it truly did disappear.]

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Date: 2019-04-24 10:56 am (UTC)
peacewithouttyranny: (Holomatter! Deception)
From: [personal profile] peacewithouttyranny
I see. I don't wish to imagine what it's like going up against your bubbles.

[Now he can't help imagining organic with holes and bleeding all over their body. Ugh, disgusting.]

Hm, fair enough.

[It's not like he even knows how his powers came to be, so he doesn't ask further.]

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Date: 2019-04-27 04:54 am (UTC)
peacewithouttyranny: (Holomatter! u wot)
From: [personal profile] peacewithouttyranny
You're a mercenary, I take it?

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Date: 2019-04-27 05:55 pm (UTC)
peacewithouttyranny: (Holomatter! New look)
From: [personal profile] peacewithouttyranny
Such a dangerous profession for someone young as such yourself. Isn't there any other work you'd prefer doing instead?

[He sort of dislike the idea, even when something similar as that happened constantly during the civil war back home, but he doesn't know the circumstances that lead her to that life, so he kept that part quiet for now.]

I'm not sure if this place is really the best at finding mercenary works... or paid to kill a person. Granted, the majority of people that makes up this town are filled with the types who abhorred murder.

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Date: 2019-04-27 06:18 pm (UTC)
peacewithouttyranny: (Holomatter! Operation: Moefication)
From: [personal profile] peacewithouttyranny
Wouldn't this be a perfect opportunity to find something else then? Experiment with what you could do here instead of... murder

[What a life. Still, the Decepticon was mostly filled with murderers and psychotic murderers, so it isn't something he's unfamiliar with. He himself has killed before, too, but never enjoyed it, unlike some other Decepticons.]

Is it really surprising? I don't know what sort of place you were before, but Verens is a peaceful town, most of the time anyway. No one would want to disturb the peace with that.

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Date: 2019-04-28 07:32 am (UTC)
peacewithouttyranny: (Holomatter! Whisper)
From: [personal profile] peacewithouttyranny
Perhaps a task from the taskboard? Or pick up a casual hobby. Doing those might help to find something you might enjoy doing. It had helped me, at least.

[Though it took him nearly two years to settle with something he enjoys: cooking.]

Well, I suppose so. I can't lie that there might be people out there who want someone dead. No world is perfect.

[He could suggest speaking to the pirates at Briarlan, might have a better chance to get hired there, but eh, he's not going to. She could probably find that out herself.]

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