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All The Right Moves	By : flamekaat Category: S through Z > Transformers (Movie Only) > Transformers (Movie Only) Views: 3111 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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{Musashi/Antepathy and GabrielC who publish in this fandom are the ones who's brain childe inspired my chosen method of 'Interfacing' between mechanical persons and their anatomy sexual-wise. Thanks Friends!}
He had not been understating his
likely level of discomfort to the Farmer-Human in the slightest of measures.
She had taken him just as seriously and had placed some heavy coverings meant
for use when operating fire arms on her small audio receptors before proceeding
to remove and begin replacing his fuel line.
He screamed. She had been correct in
her rephrasing. There was no possible method available to this human that would
allow him to be repaired of such severe damage without an equal amount of pain.
That she was able to repair him at all amazed him. Common consensus on the
human�s backwards interlink system was that farmers, though durable and very
hardy creatures, were not the brightest of the human population. Obviously this
consensus was another of the so called �stereotypes.�
The human had replaced his fuel line
and placed the two cans of human automobile fuel in front of him.
�You intake that before I do the
banging out of that dented bit. I suspect that while I am at that you will hate
me even more then you did just now.�
�I feel no malice towards you
Farmer-Human. I did not prior to your beginning to effect repairs, and after
you have so efficiently completed two of the three required tasks I am not any
more inclined to feel that way then I was previously.�
�You say that now but if I were you
I would be expecting this to hurt hugely, though it will be quicker fixed then
the fuel line.�
�I have been damaged in such a
way and far worse then this previously. While it is discomforting, sometimes
extremely so, it is something I can bear for the Decepticon cause.�
�Can and should are often different
things. Wars often outlast the reason for which they were began by a lengthy
span Jet Bot. Has yours outlasted its original purpose? Or do you not even know
why you fight but simply obey orders and feel that you must do battle for no
other reason then that you are told to do so?�
Yes the human was obviously much
more wise and talented then the stereotypical Farmer-Human would be.
�I believe that our war will see
its end before your lifetime passes Farmer-Human. That and Yes it has passed
beyond the span of such things by a far greater length then it should have been
allowed to continue. I grow weary of the violence and many others among my
compatriots feel the same. So too must it be among the Autobots, for they were
those who were softer, and you would say �kinder� among the people of
Cybertron.�
�You are not prone to kindness then
are you Jet Bot?�
�We�re I so I would have been
offlined permanently by my fellow Decepticons many cycles ago. They would see
such behavior as a sign of weakness. Weakness among the ranks is not tolerated.�
�Then they are not the brightest
crayons in the box are they?�
�What you would see as needless
cruelty is actually necessary in such a long war. We have been in battle for
thousands upon thousands of your years. The harsher the combatant the longer he
survives and thus serves the cause.�
�Then you must be fairly harsh a combatant
to have made it this far and that long.�
He preened at what he felt was
praise before replying.
�It also helps that I am flight
capable and faster then even those others so capable.�
�What did you look like before you
took the Raptor shape? I would guess that you were not so on your home world
though you might have been similar.�
�Similar somewhat, but not very
much, no.�
He projected an image of himself and
the other members of his Trine, flying in formation, that had been recorded by
another mech right after they had finished the Seeker Training School. It was
his favorite of the many such images he had gathered before the war. Though
those who did not know him thought he favored them for the sake of his own ego,
he cared the most for them in reality because they showed his Trine Mates to
such advantage.
�The central figure is myself in
my alternate shape.�
�Pretty. Your friends are too.�
�It will amuse my Trine Mates
that a human finds their shapes pleasing. I will not fail to inform them of
this upon reuniting with them.�
�If it gives them a laugh you go
right ahead and tell them I said so Jet Bot. I don�t mind being amusing now and
again.�
�I do believe you were attempting
to �sneak one past me� by holding a conversation with me during my repair.
Though I appriciate the effort I must inform you that your distraction
technique has failed.�
�Caught me, you did. Ah well I had
to try. Kindness has its value as does cruelty after all.�
�I look forward to the day when
that is so for all not just for you humans.�
�Since I am a child of fate my
lifetime is much shorter then an ordinary human�s if we are going by the actual
amount of time left to me then your war will be over in a decade, maybe two.�
�You are barely over two decades
in age! Are you defective that your lifespan would be that much shorter then
your fellow humans?�
�Yes and no. Genetically, and
physically I am as healthy as could be. More so since I live out here in the
cleaner air and environment of the countryside rather then in the polluted city
areas. However my fate will throw me into disaster many many times over the
coming years to manipulate what occurs to fate�s liking. The three cruel ladies
use their tools until they break, and we do not get the courtesy of good
regular maintenance or even care in the using.�
�Perhaps it is not so bad then.
This sounds preventable. Simply ignore those commands which would result in
your death.�
�I am not going to know when such a
thing would be Jet Bot. It is as my mother said. All warnings we receive are to
further the agenda of fate, not to aid in our own progress through the weave.�
�Yet you possess some of what is
referred to as �Common Sense� do you not? Would such a sense not inform you of
that which is dangerous and thus allow you to avoid it?�
�Hardly. I would still have to do so
regardless of what common sense dictates Jet Bot. I would be forced into it if
that is what fate demands of me. I did mention that to ignore the will of fate
in my fate sense�s dictates means I am subjected to increasing levels of pain
until I comply, did I not?�
�No you did not include such a
detail in your explanation of this odd compulsion of yours Farmer-Human.�
�Compulsion. There is a good
descriptor of the situation. However that is how it is. Now imagine the discomfort
of one bullet hitting you. Then imagine it slowly increasing the levels of
discomfort right up to the fuel line procedure we just completed. It escalates
right along those lines. From a pinprick to sword thrust to the gut in pretty
rapid succession. �
�It is very difficult to manage
then?�
�You don�t manage it, you obey, and
all the while you pray that you are not asked to do anything too horrible. My
mother�She had to kill someone in cold blood. She never forgave herself despite
the fact that she was practically blind with pain by the time that the doing of
the deed was forced out of her.�
�What event did this precursor
lead to then or did she never know?�
�She knew after the fact. The victim
she was chosen to assassinate was intending on taking a large amount of
explosives into a federal government building that was right next door to a
children's hospital in the state capital city. The children and everyone in
both buildings and the office building on the other side of the federal
building would have died in the blast or when the buildings fell in upon
themselves.�
�Was she punished or even caught
out having done this thing?�
�No, and father would not let her
turn herself in.�
�The needful thing was done,
though grievous, and your family was not shattered in the doing. I would say
that you should listen to this �fate sense� and not risk that amount of pain.
Who would be worth it?�
�I think you would be worth it for
one Jet Bot. If my fate sense demanded I kill you I would refuse it and throw
myself in traffic rather then let it continue to coerce me to doing such an
unacceptable deed.�
�I am certainly not worth anyone
else�s pain��
�Kinder then you would like others
to know then aren�t you?�
The Farmer-Human was amused, so much
so that if she did not have a healthy respect for his capabilities she would be
laughing at him. The smirk was enough to inform him it was so. He thought for a
moment and realized she had talked him around to where he admitted to her he
had no desire to see her or her kind suffer if they did not make it necessary.
He swore vehemently in Cybertronian,
and she finally did break out into open hilarity at this development. The sound
was very agreeable to him. It was light, clear and pleasant. He astonished
himself when he found that he liked it! He hoped that he would
soon be finished with this Farmer-Human. Something was off with his logic
circuits and he needed a more skilled medic then a half trained human to repair
anything that might be wrong with such delicate systems.
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Slanias Song-Eluviete
I Know You Want me-Pitt Bull
Gotta be Somebody-Nickleback
Gypsy-Shakira
Get Your Body Beat(album
Version)-CombiChrist
3AM-Matchbox 20
Fragile-Cloudscape
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Your Love Is A Song-Switchfoot
Slow Poison-The Bravery
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