Feel the Burn
;rolls his optics before shifting gears and letting his hose power up but instead of water, the smallest bit of heat begins to press against First Aid’s mask; Y’know what this does, don’cha? Y’know why ya should stop being a sassy lil’ bitch, don’cha?
^flinches back again and slides himself a little tiny bit up the wall from pressing so hard on Inferno’s leg. gdi what do you weigh a million billion pounds??? keeps his visor bright and nods very slowly, not able to try and move his head away any further^
;tightens his grip on the other’s neck before bringing his hose away and dimming his optics; First Aid, I wan’ to be yer friend, y’know? Ya may be a lil’ slutty but I thin’ we can be friends if ya jus’ learnt when to shut yer mouth.
;doesn’t even budge as he keeps the other mech pinned against the wall; I don’ reckon yer gonna make me stop, are ya? ;presses his hosehand right to the other mech’s face, digging into his cheek;
^hitches vents and stops moving, visor flashing brightly^ … ^decides against speaking and tries to move his face away again with an agitated engine rev, bringing a leg up to plant his pede on the front of Inferno’s leg and pushing^
;rolls his optics before shifting gears and letting his hose power up but instead of water, the smallest bit of heat begins to press against First Aid’s mask; Y’know what this does, don’cha? Y’know why ya should stop being a sassy lil’ bitch, don’cha?
^moves his head away the best he can and pushes on him again, hissing quietly. flinches at being called a whore and shakes his head slowly^ … Stop. ^grumbles and shoves against him harshly^ Now.
;doesn’t even budge as he keeps the other mech pinned against the wall; I don’ reckon yer gonna make me stop, are ya? ;presses his hosehand right to the other mech’s face, digging into his cheek;
^yelps softly and his hands shoot up immediately to pry at his fingers, venting harshly and shakes his head. flinches lightly at the words but does his very best to cover it up with a thrash^ Let… Go… You fuckin’… Hillbilly. ^wheezes as he speaks and shoves at Inferno with one hand^
… ;tilts his helm extra slowly, moving his face nice and close to First Aid’s audio before whispering very softly against it; You are askin’ for it, m’dear, and I know ya like to believe tha’ Red would side with ya but why don’cha think about tha’ for a moment, whore? Maybe you’ll git to realizin’ that he’d choose me. Do ya want me to paint ya a picture though?
^tenses up and rolls his shoulder in an attempt to get that hand off. turns instead and glares up from behind his mask^ It’s not mine. It’s Red’s, and if you had any lick of respect for him you’d back off. But wait! That’s impossible for you because you’re nothing more than a big manipulative sack of shit. ^growls again and this time retracts his mask to show that frown of his^ That’s what I say to that. What you think means absolutely nothing to me.
;moves his hand from his shoulder to suddenly grip his neck as tightly as he can, pinning him right into the wall as his smirk turned to a scowl; Do ya wanna repeat that for me, Aid? Last time I checked, no one cared whether ya gone and died or not. Y’know, Red might care a teensy bit but I thin’ we both know I can go and change that, don’ya thin’?
^flinches his helm away when his mask is touched and grumbles^ It’s none of your business, Inferno. ^frowns and vents^ I get that he thinks he trusts you, but if he trusted you so much then you’d be on his list of mechs that get to inquire about his health. ^shakes his helm and faces the door once again, crossing his arms over his chest^ You’re not on it. You don’t get to know. ^getting a little bit nervous now haha^
;sets a hand right on his shoulder and slowly moves him back to the wall, keeping very gentle in the matter; Is tha’ so? I’m not on that lil’ list of yers? Well, I happen to thin’ yer lyin’. Whaddaya say to that?
^squeaks again, looking up over his shoulder at Inferno and hisses^ Red Alert has his comm shut off, I don’t have any other choice but to look for him… ^lightly pushes himself backwards, trying to get Inferno to back off^ I know you probably could, but I can get into trouble for telling you things you don’t need to know. ^growls a little^ Now, please. Open this door.
;simply lets out a chuckle when the other growls; Oh, tha’s a cute one. ;presses his finger right into First Aid’s mask with a smirk remaining on his face; I understand ya could ge’ in trouble but do ya really think ya will? I mean, I’m in Red Alert’s office righ’ now. Access to all the monitors. He obviously trusts me, don’cha think?
Mhm… ^squeaks softly when the door is shut and steps forward a little^ He didn’t tell me that. ^looks up at wtf why are you so tall stop that^ So what I need, is to talk to Red Alert, and since he’s not here, I’m going to go look for him somewhere else. ^grumbles and turns, frowning^ Open the door, I can’t ping it open myself.
Well, yer not gonna find him just by lookin’, are ya? ;practically closes the distance between them, nearly pressing right into his back as he looked down at the smaller mech; Come on, tell ‘Ferno. I can get the message to Red a whole lot quicker, ya know?
