All Is Not Well (Transformers RP) (New and accepting!)

[O.G.]

(( Alright. I'll get Whiteout to it then! ))

Whiteout
He froze his way down the corridors casually, "forgetting" that literally no one appreciated it. He skated his way around a corner, prepared to freeze the new floor in front of him except for the fact that Wing Swing was literally right in the path of his aim. His pale optics widened in alarm, and to avoid freezing her stiff, he shot his aim upward to build a rather impressive stalactite of ice on the ceiling above Wing Swing. Then, to avoid tripping on a sudden transition from ice to floor, he used his other hand to freeze the floor in a rather perfect circle around her. He swung himself around it to work off some of his speed before he skidded to a halt in front of her, his stance rather immediately casual. "Most 'Cons here know better than to stand at blind corners like that." Then again, Wing Swing didn't really fit into the category of "most 'Cons".

[Soundwave-Kun]

Wing Swing

Wing Swing looked up from her datapad, optics widening in awe at his little trick. "Corners can't be blind, silly. It's a corner!" She said, dropping her datapad and nearly hopping to your pad. "But how'd you do that?!"

[O.G.]

Whiteout
He smoothly glided back on the ice when Wing Swing seemed to jump out for him. He kept his feet dancing on the ice behind the shroud of cold fog that hid them. He smirked when she inquired as how to how he did what he did. "A lot of boredom and even more practice." He looked down at edge of the ice Wing Swing stood at. "And I suggest you not copy, lest you break those pretty little wings of yours by slipping backwards."

[Soundwave-Kun]

Wing Swing

"They wouldn't break. They're resilient." She puffed out her chassis a bit, trying to make herself look tough. But either way she didn't step onto the ice, rather sit back down in her little safe circle. "But that's so cool!"

[O.G.]

Whiteout
"Oh, no. I don't question their resilience," he assured, inwardly amused as the femme puffed her chassis out proudly. "But even bots as tough as you have experienced some rather...embarrassing and painful falls." He smirked, still lazily ice dancing on his shrouded feet. "Anyway, I should really get going." He jabbed a thumb sloppily in an unclear direction. "So, I'll see you around, okay?" As he iced up more of the corridor and began skating backwards down it, he completely intended on ditching Wing Swing to wait for the ice to melt. Hopefully she wouldn't screech after him for help.

(( We need some kind of idea of what Wing Swing and Whiteout can do to keep things interesting... I guess my mind must be working kind of slow right now, because I'm not really coming up with much. Do you have any ideas? ))

[Soundwave-Kun]

((I was thinking the same thing but I can't think of anything either..hmm-))

Wing Swing

As intelligent as Wing Swing was, she didn't heed his advice, stepping onto the ice. Her legs wobbled as she tried to keep her balance and a crash was heard as she took a step and slipped, falling on her front with a yelp.

[O.G.]

(( Well, I guess one of us will come up with something sooner or later... ))

Whiteout
He wasn't deaf, but, in the moment, he really found that he wished he was. Once he turned around and began skating forward, he heard a very distinct crash of a body hitting the icy floor. He sighed, deciding at the last second to turn around and head back her way. He skated a deliberate circle around her, assessing any damage done. "What did I tell you, Swing?" he semi-taunted, still skating circles around her.

(( This may be a sad and desperate attempt at an idea, but I'll go ahead and shoot it off anyway. Maybe Megatron could discover half of the hallways iced up, find Whiteout and Wing Swing, be super annoyed, and send them off the ship to go do...something? Because it was kind of implied in the other rp that happens a lot to Wing Swing anyway. But that leaves a lot of open and dead ends. Erg...Better ideas...come to me! ))

[Soundwave-Kun]

((That sounds good enough to me :>))

Wing Swing

Her fin-like wings clicked into a downward position and...was she giggling? "Hey, hey! Help me up! I wanna do it again!"

[O.G.]

(( Haha, really? Okay. It can't hurt to try. We can just kind of...wing it and see what happens. Yay, adventure! xD ))

Whiteout
He didn't notice it at first. Her downward shifted wings appeared to be a bad thing, but then he could see it, Wing Swing's body bobbing in the obvious rhythm of laughter. Laughter? He slowed down, skidding to an easy stop no more than a single step from her face. He tilted his helm at her curiously, quirking his optic ridges upwards in somewhat confused surprise when her laughter evolved into words that would not typically be expected. "You want to...fall again?" Regardless as to his thoughts, he extended a slender, chrome servo down to Wing Swing and braced his balance properly against the ice in preparation to hoist her up.

[Soundwave-Kun]

Wing Swing

She bobbed her head enthusiastically, taking his hands and pulling herself up. She tried sliding again only to fall on her face, another audial-shattering clang.

Megatron

The clanging could be heard by the warlord, who stood by the bridge "discussing" (as much as one could have a conversation with the mech) with Soundwave. "What in Primus is that banging?!"