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[robotfightclub]

[There were many things Arcee missed about being Cybertronian. Like, everything for starters. But it wasn't until Sprocket asked the harmless question of "What do you do for fun" that Arcee realized she really missed driving. A lot. She missed Jack asking her to go for rides, she missed going fast, she missed wheels. Heartbroken and longing for that feeling back, Sprocket did something incredibility intelligent for a change and suggested that maybe she could, I dunno, just go out and buy a motorcycle.

It was like life was suddenly different.

The months working for the Ice Cream Shoppe really paid off because Arcee had a lot of BITs to spare. Enough to snag her a nice bike, that's for sure. She even spoiled herself a little and made sure to get a helmet and outfit that matched her old holorider. Really, besides the paint job not being exactly how she used to be, this was the closest she'd ever get to feeling like herself again.

And she owned it. You might be able to catch her driving around the streets of Tokyo, and yes going the speed limit. If not, a very resourceful Sprocket manages to capture their ride around the city with the D-Terminal.]

Highway to the danger zone~♪

[Yeah, enjoy that. He's going to sing for you. Over a motorcycle engine. Simply beautiful.]

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[wheeljackofalltrades]

[He does as told, keeping his arms where they are and leaning toward, his chest touching her back as the bike takes off. It felt great--the wind brushing against them down the mostly empty streets.

He'd personally go faster (because seriously, who's going to arrest them?) but hey, he's not behind the proverbial wheel.

But look! He's actually smiling!]

[robotfightclub]

[There are cops here, Jackie. She even talked to a guy sitting in a prison cell once. Fun stuff. So sue her if she doesn't want the same to happen to her.

The ride doesn't seem like it's going to stop anytime soon, Arcee loves everything about this. She'd start smalltalk, but with all the noise she wonders if Wheeljack would even be able to hear her.

Just another difference between riding and being. At least as a bike, she could still hear and talk to people. Hell, she could even talk to Jack as they would ride. Maybe her engine was just quieter...]

Well? What do you think?

[Guess she's trying anyway.]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[He would, if he knew what in the world sueing was. Or if he knew that'd take their sweet freedom away. Just the feeling of cruising made him feel like he was in the Jackhammer again.

Only...less alone this time.

Call it the adrenaline, but he's enjoying himself sitting on the back of that motorcycle.]

Nothin' else like it.

[It was hard to talk with the wind whipping past them, but even if she didn't hear him, he wouldn't have minded.]

[robotfightclub]

...What?

[Haha, yeah she can't hear anything. The helmet probably doesn't help.

And this could have been romantic. Bummer.]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[WHOOOOPS

Although Wheeljack can only slightly laugh at that. Can he really complain about this]

Never mind! Where're we headed?

[Spoken in a significantly louder tone, of course.]