COMING IN FROM THE RAIN

Uptown San Francisco(#1343 RLntN)

     This part of San Francisco is one of the few areas left
mostly untouched by the weather of the last decade. The
steep, curving roads are still lined with beautiful old
houses, some of them almost a century old. Flower pots grace
the roadsides and are cultivated meticulously. Some of the
streets even show the old brick roads underneath.
Occasionally, you see one of the famous cable cars pass you
down the streets, and people hop on and off them at random.
Fisherman's Wharf is visible in the distance, and people
will give you directions to Lombard Street if you ask. The
scent of the flowers mingles with the smell of fresh-baked
sourdough and the slight fish scent from the Wharf. A
weathered old man passes you with a fruit cart. It's covered
with fresh strawberries, oranges, bananas, and other tasty
items.

Nicole Andrews exits out of her apartment complex, making
certain she's bundled and warm. She lifts her hood as she
steps out from the shelter by way of the terrace roof to
avoid the streaking down rain. her free hand moves down to
grasp the garabage bag as she moves towards the bins out
near the parlking lot.

Even as one draws closer to the bins.......it's easily
noticable they've been closed in order to keep the rain out.
Of course it's hardly a difficult matter to lift the tops to
deposit one's garbage. It's then that a flash of golden
becomes visable across the street. Underneath an abandoned
trailer actually. Normally one wouldn't think much of
it.......but the whole trailer appears to be.....shaking?

Nicole Andrews makes her way to the bins and dumps the
garbage bag. She swerves to head back inside
when...something...or rather someone...catches her eye. SHe
stands still for a moment, watching the form as it darts
underneath a trailer. She blinks. Then, without a second
thought, she makes her way to the sidewalk and waits until
it's safe for her to cross the street...

Drawing closer reveals only one thing out of the ordinary.
The trailer if vibrating.....very thoroughly and very
steadily. As one glances under....the occupant becomes
visable. Steeljaw.....having before been literally the image
of eternal calm and pride.....has now been reduced to a wet,
shivering and extremely frightened looking shell of his
former self. Even his respectable size for a lion seems to
have shrunk. Now he appears very miserable.....and in the
way that he stares wide-eyed at the water pooling on the
cement nearby......it isn't hard to figure out he's
suffering from a case of pure....stark....fear.

Nicole Andrews widens her eyes a bit as she draws even more
closer. She picks up her pace and strides towards the
trailer...ignoring the freezing rain as it streaks
down...for now. She bends down...immediately and thoughly
drenching her jeans from the rain water. "Steeljaw?" she
calls out...crawling underneath...to join the lion...

Steeljaw barely even reacts to Nicole's voice. Shivering so
heavily.....it's almost unnoticable in the way he tilts his
optics in the young woman's direction....and even then....he
dosen't seem to really see her either. It's as if he stares
right through her......water still running down his form
from the cracks that it gets through on the old trailer. It
runs in steady streams down his sides......and visibly seems
into his hip joints and knee joints especially. His body was
never designed for a wet environment......and right now
especially....it is beginning to show why.

Nicole Andrews flickers a glance towards the
outside...noticing the traffic and the populace which
carries on even in this downpour. She moves a little more
closer towards the Autobot...this time with care. "Steeljaw,
look at me. Can you...even hear me?" she asks quietly.

Steeljaw actually whimpers slightly.......it's not
much.....but its an answer of some sort. Fear pushes highly
throughout all his other emotions....but even somewhere in
back....there's anger at himself....and shame. He tries to
fight against it......but he simply can't. "R...r...r..." he
mouth moves....trying to speak but nothing else comes from
his vocal unit. He visibly winces with every new drop that
strikes him.....

Nicole Andrews narrows her eyes trying to determin what the
lion is meaning...until she recalls that the rain had
started recently. Too recently in fact. Since there's
nothing else around that might place the lion in such a
state she can only guess it may be that. But she doesn't ask
him any more questions at the moment. Nor does she show any
outward signs of this being comical. "Steeljaw...you think
you could transform into your tape mode? I can take you into
my place where you can dry off for a bit if you like."

Steeljaw stares at Nicole for almost a full minute......his
optics dimming as he tries his darned hardest to
concentrate. Even pulling up enough mental courage to pull
something this routine is a Herculean task. The very thought
of the water shifting and running further into his joints is
all but horrifying. His body shifts nonetheless.....grinding
for a moment on itself.....then....with a rather startling
snap of movement....
Steeljaw shifts.....then suddenly folds into the shape of a
casette tape.

Nicole Andrews sighs in hidden relief as she takes the tape
within her hand. she's somewhat wet herself. However...the
inside of her coat isn't. She unzips the winter coat and
deposits the tape inside an internal pocket before zipping
the coat back up. "Hang on. It won't take long..." she tells
him and she crawls back from underneath the
trailer...bracing herself formthe action of retracing her
steps...

Golden cassette dosen't offer any words......he remains
eerily quiet. But even as Nicole picks him up.....he's still
shivering....even in tape mode.

Nicole Andrews pauses as she reaches the edge of the
trailer...and then waits until the street is semi-clear
before making her way across. Not too bad. Afterv
all...she's done it within rush hour traffic. Crossing the
street that is. So...why not now? Upon returning to her
apartment she slips inside and travels up the stairs. Upon
arriving at her door she unlocks it and enters...

Sycamore Apartments
        After going through the tiny lobby and up a level of
steps, you come to Apartment 207#. This is where Nicole
Andrews lives. Her apartment itself is modest. Decorated
within a feel for "farm & country" by way of it's colors and
wooden furnishings it may seem slightly out of place here in
the city. There is much within the living room which reveals
aspects of Nicole as you enter from the way the room is
arranged, to it's contents, and how it's kept. From the
various books neatly kept on the bookshelves to the three
Precious Moments Dolls...one dark haired boy a dark haired
girl, and red-headed girl sitting together on a small couch.
Adjacent is the kitchen, bedroom, bathroom, and of course,
her office/painting studio.

Nicole Andrews takes out the casette from her pocket and
heads towards the kitchen. After laying her coat against one
of the chairs she retrieves sveeral olf dish rags and starts
trying to dry the tape off rather gently. But even now she
can feel him trembling. "Sleeljaw, we're inside now."

Golden cassette remains trembling nonetheless. Even if it
isn't the effect of the rain from before....its now the
simple fact that he was out in it to begin with. He dosen't
appear to be shivering as violently as he was outside
however. "N..n...n..." he tries to speak again......but
still can only manage the first letter.....

Nicole Andrews tries to dry the casette off th best she can.
"You alright? Are you hurt?" she questions in sudden
concern. She would call for help if he was indeed injured.
But who *could* she call?" ANother clap of thunder is heard
from outside. As a flash of lightening illumiates the
surroundings briefly the lights flicker...

Golden cassette's shivering seems to finally settle
down.....until he's back to remaining still. Finally...his
voice works its way through.....but its very weak.....and
struggling heavily to remain steady.
"N...no....I'm...allright. My...internals....n..n..need to
be...d..dried...."

"Is there a way I can help or...are your sytems able to...do
that for you?" the young woman questions...

Golden cassette shivers again for a moment. "I....I
must......transform...."

Nicole Andrews nods and sets the casette down gently within
the center of the living. She steps back to offer him room.

The tape shudders....then suddenly expands into the form of
a golden colored lion.
Steeljaw transforms in a small splash of
water......eliciting another shiver from him. He wastes no
time in releasing several catches along his flanks.....which
lift the armored coverings away from his robotic internals.
A small trickle of water begins to flow out......but
inside.....it's visible how it's literally pooling. He
shivers again.....clenching his optics tightly as he tries
not to think about it. "I....I had feared this...."

Nicole Andrews nears the lion again and places a hand on his
shoulder. Maybe we should try this in the bathtub. Some of
you might fit. You can...do what you have to in there.
Alright?"

Steeljaw nods slowly......starting to regain a bit of his
composure. But the constant 'slosh' inside everytime he
moves is a constant reminder. "A....all right..."

Nicole Andrews keeps her hand on Steeljaw's front shoulder
for reassurance. The bathroom isn't that far. And...the
arpartment seems to have slightly wider doors than most. But
then...it is an older building. She moves in front of the
Lion and then to the side after entering the bathroom. SHe
removes the towels and pushes the curtain aside for him.
"See...if that helps any..." she offers somewhat
nervously...trying to calculate his size tith the tub..

Steeljaw peers at the bathtub for a long moment.....before
the idea manages to surface through his fog of the previous
fear. Slowly.....he turns himself around....so that he can
sink his haunches into the tub. Angling his body downwards
slightly.....he allows the water to rush completely to that
end. Even as the miniature waterfall occurrs.......he
shudders again.....clenching his optics tight a second time.

Nicole Andrews stands by the lion, her hand resting against
his armor ans she simply watches. She doesn't offer much
verbally at the moment. Steeljaw certainly gives a new
definition to the word 'waterlogged"...

Steeljaw peers back as he releases a final armor
catch....the water now running from his knee joints in a
steady torrent, splashing into the tub and swirling as it
reaches the drain.

Nicole Andrews remains silent as the processes works itself
through...watching as the water cascades from the
mechanaoid's internals to disappear into the inner workings
of the apartment's plumbing..."

Finally the water seems to taper off to thin streams....and
Steeljaw appears to become somewhat more......calm.
Nevertheless.....his drearyness hasn't left in any way.
"Now.....my only concern....will be my internal
structures......"

Nicole Andrews questions, "How...are they checked?"

Steeljaw shakes his head. "There is no need to check
them....but.....they are thoroughly drenched." his optics
shimmer a second time....as he appears to swallow. "If....if
they are not tended to....."

Nicole Andrews nods slowly. "How exactly are they tended to?
You need a lift to the city?"
Steeljaw shudders again at the thought of going -back- into
the storm.......even if this time it was in a protected
pocket. "They must be dried....."

Nicole Andrews sighs. "Steeljaw...I can only help if I'm
told what to do.. At the moment I don't know how to help.
Please, tell me.""

Steeljaw blinks...then nods. "I....I'm sorry Nicole...." he
says truthfully. "Anything.....that will dry them out will
work....do......" he blinks as an idea occurs. "A hair
dryer....."

Nicole Andrews heads a few steps towards the sink. She opens
the cabinet there and retrieves her hair dryer. She looks it
over and frowns. "I have a portable heater..." she offers...

Steeljaw nods again somewhat quickly. "That.......could work
too." by now he seems to be getting more on the calm
side........due to the fact that he knows its only a matter
of time until he can be dried out properly....

Nicole Andrews states, "It's in the studio. Meet you back in
the living room?" She only hopes he can remove himself as
easily as he plased half his form in the tub.

Steeljaw scrabbles a bit......but makes note NOT to extend
his claws for purchase.....as he instinctively wants to. A
bathtub surface may be solid and all.....but even he could
make short work of it in seconds....by accident. And he
dosen't want to wear out his welcome anymore than right now.
As he pulls his rear from the tub......he speaks again.
"I.....apologize for all of this." the guilt and shame from
before now starting to set in. "I.....I do not wish to
burden you with such a trivial detail....."

Nicole Andrews edges towards the door...watching the lion
carefully as he dislodges himself. "I did the laundry this
morning. Believe me...you're not interrupting anything."

Steeljaw slowly moves out of the bathroom after Nicole has
moved as well. "Well.......yes. But.....this is something
that I should not have to bother you about." he says
quietly......his head lowered. If ever a lion could look
ashamed of himself.......this is a perfect example. And
Steeljaw is one VERY ashamed cat at the moment.

Nicole Andrews leans against the doorframe for a moment.
"Hey, you didn't. I asked you to come...remember?" she asks
as if in a reminder.

Steeljaw blinks....then nods. "Yes.....true...but.....I
shouldn't have overreacted really. It's....not
that.......serious....."

Nicole Andrews raises a brow. "Personally, I don't know too
many people who like getting their shoes filled with
water...much less anything else." She slightly turns and
nods behind her. I'll have that heater out in a sec. Kay?"
And with that she disappears within the hallway and into a
the second bedroom-changed studio.

Steeljaw sighs and watches as Nicole moves into the other
room. With a slow, deliberate motion....he chooses an open
spot on the floor to ease himself onto.......easing his head
onto his front paws as he stares at the wall quietly......

Nicole Andrews reappears with the heater minutes later. She
sets the device down gently. "You sure you're alright?"

Steeljaw hmmms quietly.......and glances over. "Er....yes. I
will be......"

Nicole Andrews nods and sets the heater down by the robotic
cat and turns it on. "High or...Med. High?" she questions
idly. She doesn't quiet know how this is done?

Steeljaw says quietly. "Er......whatever is the highest
setting...."

Nicole Andrews nods and sets the appropriate controls. In
moments the heater is generating what it needs. "Alright.
Shouldn't be too long. You're more than welcomed to stay
until the rain stops."

<The next day...>

Steeljaw stirs slightly....his optics blinking back online
as his systems start back up with a soft hum......

Nicole Andrews os curled up on her small couch reading a
novel of somesort. The heater itself which had been used on
the robotic lion has since been turned off for awhile now to
avoid any dangers of overheating. Outside, the rain seems to
have stopped for now. Still dampm however. And cold. But
otherwise...

Steeljaw's rear limbs twitch a small amount......shifting
now as he slowly lifts his head. Quietly.....he glances
around for a moment......as he sorts his thoughts to
remember why he is here. It comes back to him within a few
seconds...and he takes a glance at his exposed systems.
Well..........there dosen't appear to be any damage overly
at the moment.....

Nicole Andrews glances up from her book upon hearing the
movement of metal brushing against her carpet. "Hi. How are
you feeling?"

Steeljaw tilts his head slightly......allowing the armored
panelings to slip shut with an audible *CLACK*.
"Better......" he says quietly. "I believe my internals have
escaped any serious damage...."

Nicole Andrews breaths a sigh of relief as she bookmarks her
place and sets the book on a nearby coffee table. "That's
good to know. I was a little concerned about that actually."
She flickers a glance outdoors and states, "It stopped
raining a few hours ago. But you looked as if you needed
your sleep so..." She shrugs at that.

Steeljaw moves carefully.....his front paws securing his
body to stand up using his hind ones. As he steps up there's
an audible creak of his joints grinding somewhere
deeply....and he winces a bit....but seems to ignore it
nonetheless. "T....thank you." he says quietly. "I....I've
stayed here far too long as it is....."

Nicole Andrews offers a light shrug, neither dismissing or
agreeing with the lion's words. "You're welcomed anytime in
case you ever want to visit."

Steeljaw nods again slowly. "You're most kind....." he says,
moving his limbs experimentally....one at a time. It's when
he tries his hind ones that the grinding noise becomes
evident....eliciting another brief wince from the lion.
Finally.....he seems to accept that he's going to have to
deal with the grinding until he can get it cleaned back in
Metroplex. "If there is any way that I can repay the
favor......"

Nicole Andrews perks an eyebrow at the small grinding noise.
But doesn't comment on it. She nods to the mechanoid slowly.
"Finish the tour when your able and available?" she asks
lightly. Of course...Steeljaw had already agreed to to do so
at some time so it's not exactly anything worth thinking of.
In truth, Nicole doesn't consider this something that demads
payback. People should help one another because they simply
want to...not because they have to or are rewarded. Not much
in line with today's society perhaps. But it's Nicole.

Steeljaw inclines his head. "I believe that could be
aranged." he pauses for a moment. "Did you have anything
specific in mind?"

Nicole Andrews fingers the pattern within the sofa's surface
absently. "Well...I don't really know much about the city
save what you told me and...what I've learned from the
media. So...I wouldn't know what kind of 'specific' to
actually choose to be honest."

Steeljaw smirks slightly..... "Then I am sure we
could.....work something out. There are many areas that are
open to the public for viewing actually."

Nicole Andrews blinks and leans forward. "Which areas? What
are they...like?"

Steeljaw hmmms. "There is the repair bay....the
lounges.....the barracks. The observation tower as
well......I cannot see it being kept off limits...."

Nicole Andrews ohs quietly. Still, her curiosity is aroused
enough to display itself on her features. She's seen the
city from afar and been within it once. She admits only to
herself the thought makes her nevrous. But the longer she
stays alongside Autobots such as Steeljaw...she feels a bit
more clam. Might be his manner...could be he's more eye-to-
optic level. She shakes her head. "Never knew it was a
tourest attraction actually."

Steeljaw chuckles. "Nor did many. But San Francisco's
population grew a great deal with Autobot City's location. I
have been told by some that it is simply for the
novelty........."

Nicole Andrews hmms. "Guess...I never paid too much
attention. Moved here because...well...one of the more known
cities for artists. Either here, Kansas City, or New York."
She mulls over something silently and then shrugs. "Went to
collage here so..."

Steeljaw hmmmmmms. "You felt it best to remain somewhere
that you had grown accustomed to?"

The young woman replies, "Exactly. Don't get me wrong. I
knew of the city nearby and all. Too me...it just didn't
equate into the reasoning." Well, there were some factors
involved. But not like she's going to go into them. Steeljaw
should already know of one of these however. But seems that
was already andered when he informed her of the scout car
actually being the bondmate to Optimus Prime. And since
Optimus was now gone...

Steeljaw chuckles again. "Quite understandable." he tilts
his head to one side.....optics shimmering lightly. "Where
do you hope to go on....with your current paintings if I may
ask?"

The young woman has to consider that one still. "If you're
referring to the one of Autobot City...I...don't really
know. Sometimes I just paint for myself than for clients.
I'm in somewhat of a brief lull right now between
comissions. Would you be interested in seeing some of what I
have?"

Steeljaw turns around slightly....his hips moving a bit
easier now. Maybe he just had to get some motion going. "I
would be delighted." he answers.

Nicole Andrews smiles lifts herself from her couch,
promising to return within a few moments time. She directs
herself towards the room used as her studio. She would have
invited the lion inside but...is somewhat concerned about
his large bulk moving inside the designated area. She
returns moments later with something that looks like a scrap
book as well as a sketch book. She places the sketch book
below the other...thinking of showing Steeljaw her profolio
first.

Steeljaw approaches Nicole slowly.......sitting quietly off
the side of her couch and watching patiently as she
rearranges the sketchbooks.

Nicole Andrews has both books on her lap...facing towards
the lion. Her style is not exactly "photographic" in the
sense that it's indistingishable from somehting taken with a
camera. However, neiter is it "painterly"...although some
liberties with showing the actual brushstrokes take place.
Subjects of nature, animals, as well as childern are within
her work. Sometimes in some sort of scene. Sometimes not.
One painting even depicts a scene from the Chronicles of
Narnia in which Lucy, Susan and Peter first meet the lion
Aslan at the stone table. At this Niciole grins. "Always
loved that series..." she explains.

Steeljaw hmmmms....studying the pictures closely. He seems
to linger on the picture from the novel, studying the image.
A bit of thoughtfulness passes through his mind.....as he
considers something..then finally speaks. "I do not
understand......what is the reason that many people find
a....facination with the Terran lion?"

Nicole Andrews glances down at the print and holds her place
there. "The lion is dubbed as the 'King of Beasts' within
many stories and legends in human culture. As for the
facination...not entirely certain. But there are alot of
facinations that began centuries ago that still hold
today...tho no one really knows why.""

Steeljaw hmmmmms. "Curious....." he muses quietly....turning
his gaze to the next pictures. "I must say.....you certainly
have a talent."

Nicole Andrews offers a modest nod as she turns the pages
slowly so the mechanoid has a chance to see them. "Thanks. I
always loved to draw...even when I was old enough to hold a
paint brush. Although...I learned soon enough paper or
canvas was preferred instead of the hallway wall." She comes
to some older paintings. The same subjects are present...but
lesser of them now. The overal colors seem a somewhat darker
tone for some reason. One painting in particular is
interesting. One one page the print depicts Optimus Prime
standing within a battlefield after the battle had past.
Prime's bondmate Roller, Prowl, and Ironhide also seem to be
present while humans , or what look to be, stand in the
background. Too the side are two yound girls. One with fiery
red hair and the other with almond brown...the second being
younger.

Steeljaw blinks for a moment........staring at the picture
of Optimus Prime and the others. He stares for a few
seconds.....obviously suprised. "Er.....please.....one
moment...." he says quietly....lowering his head for a
closer look. "Such......an image...." he says quietly. One
of his front paws comes up......as if to touch the painting
gingerly.....but does not make contact. "This......"

Nicole Andrews nods and rests back the page...allowing the
lion to peer more fully. "I had that scene in my mind every
since that battle happened. Just...thought it was time to
try and get it it out on canvas..."

Steeljaw sighs.....retrieving his paw. "Optimus........Prowl
and Ironhide.....all lost to the war." he shakes his head
slowly....then peers closer. "I assume that one of these two
young girls is yourself?"

Nicole Andrews gestures towards the red haired child holding
to her sister. "Me and Melissa after the battle...before we
found Mom and...learned what happened to Dad and Chris."

Steeljaw blinks......but he has an idea what had happened to
the two male names. He tilts his head slightly to one
side.....unsure if he should speak of it or not....but he
can't just let it go unnoticed. Finally...he concedes, "I'm
sorry to hear about it....."

Nicole Andrews nods slowly in response after a moment or
two. "Sorry to hear of Optimus and the others." She does
recall what the lion told her after they had left the
muesoleum and all...so...she doesn't expand on this.

Steeljaw nods slowly. "Thank you." he says quietly. He steps
back again......curling his tail about himself as he eases
his hindquarters to the floor.

Nicole gently closes the book and lays it next to her
novel...leaving some of her full color sketches of possible
paintings in view. However, her mind isn't exactly on them
at the moment. "That's some of the more current work I've
done. Actually...did the last one about a month and a half
ago." Around the time she first met Andi, and Sludge, and a
fer other Autobots..."

Steeljaw nods. "I see....." he says quietly. "As I said
before......you have an obvious talent. I hope that you will
find things to continually capture in your images. It's
truly a gift that should be shared....."
Nicole Andrews smiles modestly. "Thanks. I always saw it as
some sort window...if that makes sense. Writers and poets
use words. I use paints on a canvas. Everyone has some sort
of outlet. Suppose this is mine."

Steeljaw nods. "Very true." he pauses for a
moment.....glancing towards the window nearby.....then
sighs. "I believe it would be best if I thought about
heading back soon. Much as I have enjoyed this....I believe
Blaster will begin to wondor as to my whereabouts."

Nicole Andrews notes that sunlight is peeking through some
of the clouds as seen through the window. She's certain the
lion is all but grateful for that. "You need...a ride?" Of
course, she knows he somehow had gotten into Dan Fransisco
some wahy and is more than likely planning on leaving in the
same manner. But she offers just the same. She finds the
lion likab;e...and his manner comforting.

Steeljaw hmms. "Er......thank you but I believe I will
manage. I freqently........catch a ride upon vehicles that
are exiting the city." of course....that's in his tape
mode.....and usually adhered to their bumper.

Nicole Andrews tilts her head and blinks. Interesting
method. But...it seems to work at any rate. "It was nice
seeing you again," she offers. The circumstance could have
been a tad differnt however. Nonetheless, if it had to
happen he was caught within the deluge...she was glad she
found him. "At the risk of embarassing myself, mind if I
give you a hug?" Something she normally doesn't offer to new
friends. But this one seems differnt.

Steeljaw blinks....then tilts his head to one side. It's
certainly not what he was expecting anyways. "Er......if you
wish.......so...."
Well...certaily doesn't sound as if he's offended. She takes
it as a good sign stands up to ovver the goldon lion an
embrace around his shoulders. "You take care, alright?"

Steeljaw tilts his head slightly and nods slowly. "I will."
he says quietly. "If you wish I will come back again when I
do not have other duties sometime...." Steeljaw of course
stands ramrod straight as before.

Nicole Andrews pulls back and nods. "I'd like that." She
flickers a glance outside once more and then turns to the
lion. "Need me to take you outside now?"

Steeljaw hmmmms.....glancing back at the doorway.
"Er........yes please." he answers. "I believe it would be
somewhat.....easier." he stands up fully then......
Steeljaw shifts.....then suddenly folds into the shape of a
casette tape.

Nicole Andrews kneels on the floor and gently picks up that
cassette tape. She retrieves her coat and keys from the
kitchen and exits out oher apartment...and then down the
stairs.
Nicole Andrews leaves to venture outdoors, the casette tape
now in her coat pocket has he had been when she first
brought him inside. She then ventures to the side of the
building and then sets the tape on the cemet of the parking
lot...away from the rain puddles. She then takes a step or
two away to give him the space he needs.

The tape shudders....then suddenly expands into the form of
a golden colored lion.

Nicole Andrews hmms. "Guess...I'll see you later then..."

Steeljaw proceeds to transform back again.....standing up
slowly at a loud grind from his rear legs.
Nevertheless....he seems capable of moving. He nods in
answer slowly.......glancing towards the direction of the
traffic nearby. "I believe so yes. Thank you for your help
Nicole. I do appreciate it..."

Nicole Andrews hides her concern well...hoping the grinding
isn't something that's serious. "No thanks necessary.
Just...glad I was able to help."

Steeljaw chuckles lightly......nodding. "It was appreciated
nonetheless." his gaze switches to a large truck that is
approaching the area of the street.....as if judging its
speed......he begins to step towards the
road.......preparing. With a last turn he glances back,
"Until later....."

Nicole Andrews nods with a smile and raises a hand with a
small wave. "Til then..."

Steeljaw proceeds to leap into the air as the truck passes
by.........transforming and adhering easily to its side with
a soft metallic *clink*........to be carried off.