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[swivelrotors]

[This orange robot looks nervous. More nervous that usual that is. He keeps glancing around as if something might jump out and grab him at any second.]

So... I was thinking... Does anybody want to have a sleepunder? Wait... sleepover? Um, that thing where you stay at somebody else's house all night so you're not alone.

[He crosses his arms defensively, despite nobody actually accusing him of anything. Yet.]

And this has absolutely nothing to do with all the flickering lights and creepy graffiti that's been showing up lately! I just want to make that clear.

[Blades is s terrible liar. He quickly returns to his worried demeanor, tapping his fingertips together.]

Sleep-thingy, anyone?

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Good point. If you can send me your address, I'll be right over, and I'll even bring an extra flashlight. Don't mind me if I run into your apartment flailing, by the way, I'm not looking forward to going outside and I might be a little more than terrified by the time I get there.

[But braving the outdoors is better than staying where he is, that's for sure.]

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[swivelrotors]

Right I'm at-

[He suddenly glances around, then leans closer to the screen, whispering.]

-I'm at Building 1, apartment 4-17. Stay safe!

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[Ah! They're in the same building. That's going to make this a lot less complicated, even if Rewind has to shine a flashlight all through the hallways as he makes his way down two floors. He's got his little camera turned on too, in the meantime, adjusted for the darkness.

Rewind finds Blades' door in a matter of maybe ten minutes, and he knocks on it gently.]

Hey Blades, it's Rewind! You ready for a movie night?

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[swivelrotors]

[The door is practically flung open.]

Movies!

[Blades pauses and glances up and down the hallway, then hunches up and lowers his voice to a whisper.]

Movies.

action; yes, we might as well~

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[Rewind still doesn't quite get this bot's mannerisms. He's half-convinced that Blades is more naive than lovable old Tailgate. But it's endearing, that's for sure. The small mech steps inside, proudly, smile wide.]

I have an enormous selection, so go ahead and pick your poison for the night!

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[swivelrotors]

[Quickly closing the door behind Rewind and locking it, Blades practically bounces in place.]

Anything but horror movies!

[He usually likes horror movies, but that would be a bit too much tonight.]