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Post by Ironhide on Oct 1, 2011 18:33:29 GMT -5
~"Whoa! Hey! Easy!"~ he called out and quite literally pulled Runner up off the floor and firmly into his arms, keeping a tight grip on the panicked young mech despite his frantic flailing and screaming about acid rain. ~"It ain't gonna hurtcha!"~ he said loudly and decided the best course was to just immerse the young mech and show him, so he did, quite literally, by stepping into the center of the foamy shower, holding tightly to young Runner so he wouldn't get away. ~"Is just cleanin' fluid n suds, Runner! It's all right! It's all right. Yer okay. It's okay..."~ he called, his voice gradually softening, one arm holding Runner tightly against his chest, his other dactyl rubbing his back trying to sooth the panic stricken young mech.
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Post by Barricade on Oct 1, 2011 18:42:16 GMT -5
Runner let out a yelp when Ironhide scooped him up into a firm hold and stepped under the foaming fluid, yelling and cursing for another few moments before starting to calm down. His calming was a mix of Ironhide's soothing voice, him noticing that the liquid didn't burn like acid rain did, and the soothing feeling of Ironhide rubbing his back. He watched the foaming liquid fall onto Ironhide's armor, and followed it as it washed the little bit of grime the older mech had accumulated wash away. He then craned his neck to look at his own frame, watching Ano-Cycles of grime flow down his frame and onto the floor. ~"It...doesn't hurt..."~
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Post by Ironhide on Oct 1, 2011 18:52:14 GMT -5
Ironhide smiled at him then, relaxing his grip though he still held Runner to his chest and rubbed his back trying to keep him calm. ~"That's right. Just foamin' cleanin' fluid. Completely inert n safe. Won't hurtcha at all."~ he assured Runner in a soft tone and brought his hand up the young mech's back and over his shoulder, gently wiping away the grime there. ~"I promised ya, it won't hurt ya, n I meant it."~ he rumbled soothingly to him, continuing to gently run his hand over young Runner's back and shoulder, then a bit on his head and gently cleaning away the dirt from his face. ~"Well, lookit that, there really is a lil mech under all that dirt n soot after all."~ he joked with a soft chuckle that rolled in his deep chest.
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Post by Barricade on Oct 1, 2011 18:58:49 GMT -5
Runner grinned and chuckled. ~"Put me down 'n I'll find more of 'em!"~ He retorted. He managed to get one arm free and start running his claws through side seams that he knew gathered muck, carefully clawing it out in a way that wouldn't damage or tear sensitive lines or wiring. Already, his black, blue, and silver was starting to glisten, the lack of grime making it easier to tell what colors he actually was.
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Post by Ironhide on Oct 1, 2011 19:11:55 GMT -5
Ironhide chuckled and knelt down, gently setting Runner on his peddes and helping him clean off the deeply caked grime that marred his far too young frame. Ironhide even grabbed a spongy scrubber brush to help clear away even more of the grime, handing one to Runner as well and showing him how to use it to clean more deeply to really get his armor to shine. ~"See, just like that, n I'll get yer back n spots ya can't see fer ya. Got an awful lot o' gunk ta clear offa ya. Yer far too young ta be lookin' like this, couldn't even tell what color yer armor was."~ he said, a note of sadness in his voice, though his tone did brighten as he looked at the tri-color young mech. ~"Primus, ya hit yer next growth cycle inta full maturity, bots'll be gazin longin'ly n admirin' yer chassis like Spark sick young paramours."~ he murmured softly, admiring the colors and shine of the juvenile mech's armor as it was revealed at last.
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Post by Barricade on Oct 1, 2011 19:16:32 GMT -5
~"Yeah, but the grime made me blend in well 'nough with the rest of Kaon."~ Runner replied with a smirk, accepting the brush and attacking the rest of the grime with a vengeance. ~"'N since this place ain't grimy like the streets, guess I get t'blend in another way."~ It was a bit of a joke, as well as him commenting on just how shiny and clean everything was. A few plates of his armor shifted, some for the first time in that particular way, making it easier to get to certain places. ~"Though...what's a paramour?"~
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Post by Ironhide on Oct 1, 2011 19:48:45 GMT -5
Ironhide chuckled a bit and kept scrubbing over one of Runner's shoulders, making sure he got all the dirt off. ~"Eh, nothin', never mind, just me thinkin' out loud."~ he responded. ~"Yeah, you'll be all nice n shiny, n once yer fully charged with Energon, ya can let yer chassis lights glow n really blend inta Iacon then."~ he offered with a smile, finishing his shoulders and moving down his back, being careful to get every crevice and crease, even gently shifting a plate here and there to clean under them as much as he could reach, reminding himself this small, beautiful mech was still a Sparkling, juvenile, but still far too young for mature considerations.
But he could well imagine how startlingly beautiful Runner would be in a few Ano-Cycles time. He pushed the thought away however, berating himself for being foolish. Even when Runner reached full maturity, there was no way in all the universe that the young mech would respond towards a mech as old as Ironhide in such a way, and the aged warrior would never share such intimate moments with Runner as he had done with Ratchet long ago. No, there was a young bot meant for Runner's precious Spark, not an aging old warrior like Ironhide. He vented a soft sigh and resolved to be Runner's protector, teacher, and mentor only, perhaps an uncle or father figure, but no more than that.
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Post by Barricade on Oct 1, 2011 20:38:24 GMT -5
Runner was engrossed in meticulously cleaning out every area he could, especially his joints. While a cleaning station was something new to him, maintenance cleaning was not. He would shift his armor, if he could, to help Ironhide reach different areas, and between the two of them, it wasn't much longer before Runner's frame was glistening under the foaming liquid. It had begun to run a lot clearer than when he'd been hauled into the cleaning station, finally.
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Post by Ironhide on Oct 1, 2011 20:50:18 GMT -5
Ironhide's own frame barely needed little more than a good rinsing, and with as long as it took to completely scrub down Runner's entire frame, even with both of them scrubbing away until nothing was left but the glittering shine of the young mech's armor. Once he was sure Runner was finally clean and grime free, he signaled the fluid to switch to clear rinse and polishing fluid, washing away the suds and the last remnants of dirt. He set the sponges aside and once they were fully rinsed, the fluid shut off. Then warm blowers gently dried them and Ironhide closed his optics, venting a soft sigh and tilting his head back a bit, relaxing as he knelt there in the warm air flow.
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Post by Barricade on Oct 1, 2011 22:06:00 GMT -5
Runner jumped a bit in surprise when the blowers came on, then let out a happy purr at the feel of the warm air on his frame as it dried him off. He shifted and stretched, letting the warmth seep in, purring happily and contently, and pouting a bit when the air finally did shut off. ~"That felt really nice!"~ He chirped in excitement, grinning. ~"Not that scary."~
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Post by Ironhide on Oct 1, 2011 22:45:51 GMT -5
Ironhide smiled and lowered his head to look at Runner. ~"Now that yer all clean n dry, go try out yer berth."~ he suggested and gestured towards it as he stood again and stepped out of the cleaning station area. ~"Feel like a whole new mech don'tcha, now that all that extra weight o' the grime is gone?"~ he asked and walked over to Runner's new berth. ~"The cleanin' station'll always be like that fer ya. Always soothin' n comfertin' n good, just how it is here."~ he added. He was actually curious as to what Runner would do once he actually crawled up into it.
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Post by Barricade on Oct 1, 2011 22:56:17 GMT -5
Runner followed Ironhide as he left the cleaning station, amazed at how easy it felt to move around. ~"Sure does feel nice. It's like it dun take any effort to move now."~ To emphasize his point, he jumped around a bit, relishing the feel. When they reached the room his bunk was in, he dashed over and climbed on, then flopped over on his back. ~"This. Is. Wonderful!"~ He moaned, closing his optics for a moment. ~"I never complained about most of the areas I slept in, but this is pure bliss."~
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Post by Ironhide on Oct 1, 2011 23:07:26 GMT -5
The big mech chuckled a bit. ~"Ya had grit in yer servos, that's why. Ya gotta keep yer servos n actuators cleaned out er yer gonna hurt yerself, maybe blow a servo wide open on yerself."~ he cautioned, then sat down on the edge of the berth beside Runner, lightly laying a hand on the young mech's chest. ~"This'll be yer berth til yer next growth stage, then ye'll have a room all ta yerself. Berth in there is just as comfy, though I tend ta think it a bit more so just cause o' the privacy."~ One thing Ironhide was stubborn on was personal privacy. Nobot knew if he was with anyone and nobot had any clue whom that might be. As a result, he tended to keep mostly to himself and his personal life and past well out of other mech's consideration, on no uncertain terms.
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Post by Barricade on Oct 1, 2011 23:18:59 GMT -5
~"I'm not sure I'd know what to do with a room all to myself..."~ Runner commented, turning his head to look at Ironhide. ~"It seems like a lot of space to have."~ Privacy, to Runner, were the secrets one kept in their Spark and processor. Since he was too young to even really know about it, he'd never interfaced with anyone else, and so had no reason to think about that as being private.
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Post by Ironhide on Oct 1, 2011 23:28:50 GMT -5
Ironhide patted his chest lightly and moved his hand to his own thigh then. ~"There'll come a Cycle when yer gonna wanna be close ta a bot in ways that ya dun wanna be close ta anybot else. Ye'll wanna have that private place ta be alone with 'em, just the two o' ya. But that's still a few Ano-Cycles from now fer ya yet at least, if not a few Giga-Cycles. Ya won't have ta worry bout that fer quite a while I think, but it's still good ta have, privacy fer yerself."~ he explained casually. He then grunted lightly. ~"Hey, ya want some Energon 'fore we go see the medic?"~ he asked thoughtfully then, deciding a change of subject would likely be best.
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