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

[O.G.]

Whiteout
He grunted vaguely when he hoisted Wing Swing back up, and he was rather surprised at how fast she let go and fell all over again. He winced at the sharp, ringing clash that seemed to shatter the very air as her body made graceless contact with the ice again. Unlike last time however, Whiteout laughed, thoroughly amused by the fact that Wing Swing was enjoying her borderline destructive inexperience on the ice. He skated over to her location, swinging around her and offering her a servo again. "Having fun?"

[Soundwave-Kun]

Wing Swing

She nodded, "It's like a freefall! But..a lot less dangerous. I've freefallen before, it's fun!" She grabbed his servo again, preparing to hoist herself up before she heard someone approach them.

Megatron

Megatron stormed toward the area where the noise was coming from. "What is going oN-" He ended in a yell as he, too, slipped on the ice and onto his back.

[O.G.]

Whiteout
He might have responded to Wing Swing, but, before he could, familiar footsteps came echoing down the hallway, followed by a voice Whiteout wasn't exactly keen on hearing. He turned, attempting to warn the Decepticon leader of the ice danger. "Lord Megatron--" He couldn't get any farther before the unthinkable happen. With a colossal thud, the war mongering leader slipped on an apparently unseen patch of ice. Now, Whiteout was hardly the fearful type. He'd freefall like Wing Swing any day. However, even his spark sank and was gripped with fear when he say Megatron fall because of something that was undeniably his doing. Mindfully, he stayed on the ice, hoping to stay out of the leader's typically violent reach. "Lord Megatron, I--" He was a little at a loss for words. "I didn't expect you to be down here at this hour..."

[Soundwave-Kun]

Megatron

He growled, attempting to right himself. "I came down here to investigate the infernal banging. Should've known it was our resident idiot." The last comment was directed at Wing Swing. "Can't you be doing something more productive than banging yourself up?"

[herbalwolf]

((That sounds so wrong. XD))

Fraria came scurrying down the hall and transformed. "Primus! What happened here?!" She screeched, seeing blades of ice everywhere.

[O.G.]

(( My gosh Aveen. o.o I didn't even notice. ))

Whiteout
He was rather surprised that Megatron was not more...angry. Perhaps he hit his helm a little too hard on the ice. Oh well. All the better for him that Megatron might have been a little dingy. Watching the Decepticon leader struggle to get up on the ice, he cautiously slid nearer to the larger mech. "Perhaps I could start being more productive by helping my lord stand?" His tone was much less cautious then he felt, as Whiteout didn't really make a habit of showing his apprehension. He held a servo out vaguely, ready to retract it at a moment's notice. However, for a moment his attention was distracted by Fraria. "Don't!" he barked, not interesting in helping any more fallen allies to their feet.

[Neon sparks]

Knockout

The little mech was currently working on said papers when she came in. He heard her, looking up and gathering up the datapads. "Come for records?" he asked, strolling over to hand them to her.

she nodded "just today's" she carefully took them and adjusted her glasses in nervousness "ahem.. knockout, i was actually wondering if you like to go out, on a drive with me that is"

[Soundwave-Kun]

Knockout

He handed her the datapads and raised an optic ridge. "Eh, of course, dear. That'd be lovely."

Megatron

He took the mech's servo, pulling himself to his pedes. Oh he was furious, that was obvious enough.

[O.G.]

Whiteout
He grunted as he bore much of Megatron's weight as the Decepticon leader up-righted himself on the ice. He hovered his servos up around Megatron as if prepared to catch the large mech if he fell again. "Now, if you could try to get yourself back to the dry floor." He was tempted to guide Megatron by the shoulder, but he refrained.

[Soundwave-Kun]

Megatron

He shooed him away with a large servo, taking a step back off of the ice himself. "If you must insist on making a mess, do it off ship." He growled.

Wing Swing

Wing Swing the entire time had found her way back to an unfrozen circle and was huddled there as if she was trying to hide from Megatron.