electrowhipit: (HOLO | doncha just wanna hug me?)
★☆ jolt ([personal profile] electrowhipit) wrote2009-12-20 12:37 am

oo8 ★ LET'S DO THE TIME WARP AGAIN AGAIN

[ One can find Jolt in his yard, surrounded by, and very possibly tangled up in, various strings of Christmas lights. He roots through the mess until he disentangles a strand- and with a careful application of a finger to the appropriate end, the lights flicker to life.

This strand is, perhaps appropriately, bright blue, and Jolt grins. ]
Not a bad color, if I do say so myself.

[ He coils up the lights and sets them on the grass, then moves on to the next strand and repeats the process. ]

[identity profile] weaponsparked.livejournal.com 2009-12-20 10:03 am (UTC)(link)
... Oh really? Well then. What are we waiting for?

[identity profile] weaponsparked.livejournal.com 2009-12-20 10:09 am (UTC)(link)
Fine... But only because I'm curious.

[He shuts his eyes, and, for added protection, covers them with his hand.]

I await with malfunctioning intakes. Or bated breath. Whichever.

[identity profile] weaponsparked.livejournal.com 2009-12-20 10:18 am (UTC)(link)
[He does look, and is subsequently rendered speechless. It's been so long. He'd honestly started to think he'd never see another vehicle even remotely like his. He glances at Jolt, completely and utterly floored by this.]

You... This. I.

[And then he just sort of... attaches himself to the hood.]

[identity profile] weaponsparked.livejournal.com 2009-12-20 10:24 am (UTC)(link)
... [His face is sort of pressed up against the hood of the car, so his response may be a bit muffled. Still, there's a very definite affirmative there.]

[identity profile] weaponsparked.livejournal.com 2009-12-20 10:30 am (UTC)(link)
[He... peels... himself off the car, leaning back against Jolt, still grinning like an idiot.]

Smudge your bodywork to hell for this...

[And as proof this body is still as flexible as his metal one, he reaches back behind him, and Jolt, to do just that. To the other's aft.]

[identity profile] weaponsparked.livejournal.com 2009-12-20 10:37 am (UTC)(link)
Shall we test your engine now...? Or...?

[Leans back a little more.]

[identity profile] weaponsparked.livejournal.com 2009-12-20 10:41 am (UTC)(link)
Mm... take it however you want to.

[Still... staring at that car though.]

[identity profile] weaponsparked.livejournal.com 2009-12-20 10:46 am (UTC)(link)
[He saunters over to the driver's side, running his hand over the exterior the whole while. Opening the door, however... he raises an eyebrow.]

Well? Come on now. Get in.

[identity profile] weaponsparked.livejournal.com 2009-12-20 10:51 am (UTC)(link)
[Just... sits there for a minute or two, either absorbing the feel of being inside a car instead of the car itself... or plotting something.

And then he puts the key in, and fires it up.]

... Not bad. Not bad at all.

[identity profile] weaponsparked.livejournal.com 2009-12-20 10:55 am (UTC)(link)
...

[Plotting something. Without any further warning... he punches the accelerator, and the car goes flying!]

[identity profile] weaponsparked.livejournal.com 2009-12-20 10:58 am (UTC)(link)
[He just laughs - this is such a rush] They'll have to catch me first.

[identity profile] weaponsparked.livejournal.com 2009-12-20 11:08 am (UTC)(link)
[If anything, he laughs harder] Shall we see how this corners, darling?

[Just calling him that to mess with him, really.]

[identity profile] weaponsparked.livejournal.com 2009-12-20 11:14 am (UTC)(link)
Hold onto something then, dearest.

[He slams the car into a hard left, the rear wheels sliding crazily before it straightens out.]