#IC status

[anotherhumanpet]

Dennis sighs a heavy and weary sigh before wiping off the mini whiteboard that is magnetized to the refrigerator.

It has been 0 days since the last household fight.

[risenwings]

They are small and the world is large.

Send help.

Starscream is STILL shrieking, Skywarp has started trying to eat the light fixture, and Thundercracker is doing his best to cram himself under and behind a console.

[ratwhsprs]

He's staring at the package of instant ramen, concern etched across his features.

"... I'm sure there's a good reason the chicken on the label is breathing fire and I'm not going to risk death by testing that theory."

[helicrazy]

Let's be honest, who wouldn't want to smash this?

[formsuperion]

Fireflight likes all the pretty lights and shimmery tinsel.

Too bad they have to take it all down now.

[indespectus]

He's still not sure on what, if any profession, he should start up. He has a feeling no one would really be interested in the same kind of high end as he is.

Plus he doesn't want to be rude.

For now... Maybe he can find out if anyone else knows how to weave metalmesh. Or... Wants to learn.

[gnarledbite]

The first thing he was aware of was something under his hand, something big and soft and purring. Any other thoughts he might've had were overwhelmed by one thing:

He was starving. Whether it was a living person or a blood bag, it didn't matter, he just had to get something in him. He pulled himself up, all but stumbling forward as he followed his nose.

[silverxwords]

When he wakes, again, it's quiet. The lights are dimmed-- did he sleep the day away?

He feels.... better. Stronger. His thoughts come more easily, though that same clarity thankfully remains. He is done with the war.

... Should he try to check on Ravage? Is she even in the secure wing?

[bluefeathrs]

Finally. FINALLY that six weeks of misery was OVER. No more awful itching when she went for a flight, no sweeping three times a day to clean up the stray feathers. She turned in front of her mirror, preening and admiring the sheen and glimmer of renewed wings, how much brighter the patches of iridescent blue looked now.

She laughed softly to herself, even as she found her eyes drawn to the errant sparkle of the crystals hanging in the window in the other room. Anything flashy, bright, colorful...

Right.

Out with one misery and in with another totally different one.

[maxfortress]

He wonders, briefly, if there will ever be an end to this.

At least he's grown used to Glit's badge... Could he force himself to grow accustomed to more?

Or will he always react first?

[anotherhumanpet]

Sips on a cup of cocoa with mini-marshmallows like a posh person does with their little cup of tea.

[risenwings]

screams

[ratwhsprs]

Instead of Easter eggs?

Easter rats.

Let loose in the cathedral during evening mass.

He's allowed a bit of spiteful chaos now and then.

[justitium]

And just like that, Prowl is himself again.

He stands. Dusts himself off.

Walks straight to the washracks in his quarters without looking to either side or acknowledging any of the jumble of delayed messages and reports.

[helicrazy]

No one's allowed the submissive brat side of him until you go through the bad boy one.

Thems the rules~ <3

[formsuperion]

What do you call a pile of jets?

They've found the sun room and are happily sprawled all together in a tangle of limbs.

Even Air Raid is basking happily, tucked against Silverbolt on one side and Slingshot on the other.